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Buck 50
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Ghostface Killah
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[method] Who Im is? the phenom, them niggaz cant live Who Im is? we aint got shit, somethin got to give Yall done flipped yall wig, blacked out the crib Die and live for my nigs and my bad-ass kids, freeze *sniff* lookin at your ice like geez! Im plottin on the mousetrap, about to snatch the cheese I heard yall kids is bout that, psychotherapy You buggin where the couch at? wu, til they bury me Never tell a lie, like george with the cherry tree Now its cherry pie - if its not broke, let it be Aint nuttin nice in - new york Stick you for your cake and your icing That tough talk? dont mean nuttin when youre up north So keep them hands where I can see em like you want freedom You know that saying - if you cant join em, beat em And push your way in We aint acrobats but we flip on occasion Pick the pace up, pants saggin pull your waist up Niggaz rentin slums usually jacob, fool! Youre like, dude! I dont like your fuckin attitude Frontin on my clan from the stat when we aint mad at you
[ghostface] Yo, yo Starks flippin cheesyface measly paced ofays Ghostface, jump out the window for a little taste The joopy look, my main bitches call me lazy Educated birds say, ghost you so crazy!
.. theres no love to be found
[cappadonna] Cappa slide through with the ghost Post up like paint on walls Drip jewels, big heat Ruffle inside the bubblegoose Its the odd couple Hollow points follow you home, staten island Playin with the big toys that make noise Echo in the hall, a scared voice Niggaz start to act choice, but duncan hines Didnt know betty crocker had them two nines Made the club moist, shattered the windows Dustheads runnin (yo) The rap kingpin bust the black jesus is comin
[redman] Yo The words you talk, thatll be the words you walk Body you in the bed where the nurses are Put your vein out, watch me insert the dart Til it plagues from bricks to the persian gulf Light circuits off, thirty-third of my brain is off That explains why my language off My gun aim and cough, yall aint trained to brawl Yall more like in trainin bras Wet behind the ear, youre not prepared For the project flow, with extra stairs I pass out a vest to wear (bullets, flyin) Yo, the hard wire, startin barn fires Pullin mad, so you know its me And your weed got more seeds than odb Cant smoke witcha, watch ghost tie rope to ya Def and wu will open ya
[method] .. eat a dick like (huh) Baby shake your shit, girl youre thick like (huh) Gettin rich like ..
.. theres no love to be found
[ghostface] Word.. its me yall.. We in two-sixs flirtin with bitches Dime plus takin pictures, how you doin baby? my name ghost Dont get caught up in my chains, or the way that I speak Seek intelligence, slickest nigga goin since grease Check out the grays on the side of my waves I grew those on rikers island Stretched out, balled up in the caves Pull a boot out on jimmy jam, text takes jam Silky texture, jordan jumped up like clyde drexler All up in the parrot, nose numb, real as they come Biggies versaces, snow white rabbit Hands is like photographic magic, funeral love Movin when we hug, dont make it a habit Hit the gym for two weeks, come back all chiseled Elbows unique now, meet the new me Ghettofabulous, ton atlas Zulu nation in the 80s in front of macys I start my own chapters Tyco nightglow velvet pose, special effects High-tech armors merc you at the shows Supercalifragalisticexpialidocious Dociousaliexpifragalisticcalisuper Cancun, catch me in the room, eatin grouper..
[method] Shoe fly shoo, wally don clark crew Fuck yall wanna do? crack a brew, smoke an l or two And flip like (huh) Killin for the whole click is sick like (huh) You and your stank bitch eat a dick like (huh) Baby shake your shit, girl youre thick like (huh) Gettin rich like (huh) yeah..
.. theres no love to be found
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