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beat another flow and it's it a hit
Cause I'm the shit
All my plays are organic
Yeah no reason to panic
All y'all bums pay for plays and then expect

Sports i approach creativity like a sport
Where if I have a drawing I react just like a
Jock: LOOK AT THE FUCKING
Drawing right there yeah!

We’re all

of the metronome
Guide my ambition
Nah
Y'all cats don't get the Vision
Ain't just beats and rhymes
I'm tryna chip in
Tryna be what saved me
To anyone that listens

is a mark
It says the waters adjacent to the isle
Are patrolled
By their deadly Uboats
So if you wanna travel
Be prepared to be sunk
In the waters

the crowd with timbs on
Because my style
It's New York to the fullest, we don't bow
All these dudes who want the crown
Are fuckin' clowns the Tunnel was proof

Where are all my friends
All these friends are fake
You could call them fiends
Were those fiends my friends
I know they were
I know they hurt
We all

I'm trying to thrive
Looking in yo seat I be looking by the side
Looking at the road like damn that's where you reside

What are you talking about You

I had shown a great acumen for playing music by ear. My father bought me a small keyboard that was maybe like one or two, maybe three octaves. And I

to Poseidon's trident and Zeus' lightnin' strike
And my metaphors are what Thor was to the Norse viking
I'm a born titan and at-point kill 'em like

christmases go by, and
All these winters reinforce this
That we're all gonna die, and my life is not important

Blacks dying they say it's us, system corrupt

The culture the clothing, the songs that are sang,
The dances, the slogans, all of the slang,
Black , Black, Black , Black is great 
What? You think that its

That was me in BK on Atlantic
Never looked both ways, ran in traffic
Pops went away but I stayed, vagrant
Placed where the steel and cement became

Ford
I don't put no trust in men, I put it all up in my lord
Lotta people are top guns but fall by the sword
All you boys is bluffing like kings

appendix
Sense the resemblance of underground Hip-Hop legends
Infectious, ain't it? Where my hip-Hop heads at?
IMPAKT understand we doing this for the fam

Don't you see
In my lonely privacy 
I needed your company 
You're the only one for me
Come to me 
We can picnic by the sea
We can be forever teens
We

Respect

The Notorious B.I.G.

Ready to Die

1994

this, lawd

Me holla respect, to all the gun men dem
Gun men alone, keep gun men friend
Fire bun, fi all the informer dem
Informer lone keep informer

Respect

The Notorious B.I.G.

Ready to Die: The Remaster [2006] [Clean]

1994

this, lawd

Me holla respect, to all the gun men dem
Gun men alone, keep gun men friend
Fire bun, fi all the informer dem
Informer lone keep informer

that what country is?

'Cause my dirt roads are sand
Off a two lane by the ocean
That East Coast heartland
God knows that's where my home is
Where

Pull Out Your Cut

DJ Hype

1973: Recon

2003

buggin, you remember "Watch Me Now" by Ultramagnetic?
Oh of course dog, my favorite joint though was Gang Starr
What's that joint? How's that joint go?

princess, I love you
O my princess, I need you

Where did I dare to make love
I'm a friend, then are friends enough?
Where did I dare to make love
I'm your

The ladies swarming
Crazy. Gorgeous
They wreck your house. Tornadoes roaring
I'm in my house just brainstorming
I am the cat. You are the mouse. I'm preying

Expect the Unexpected

Dog Eat Dog

Amped

1999

You won't see your future in a crystal ball
Psychic friends can't help you at all
Can't buy time at a shopping mall
The writings on the wall
Struck

I'm talking about
Friends, ones we can depend on
I'm talking 'bout a friend to the end if I lose or I win
If my loot gettin thin
Waz up
You still my

no intent of saving anybody but myself
Then take me out myself
I'm standing here all by myself inside the echoes of my own home
Where are you tell me