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we hittin every bump that my Denali hit Outfit is four thousand and better The rhinestones in my flintstones look crazy in my sweater Pah, it's not a
really need an intro Cause dey know, dey know, dey know Do I really need an intro Who I am, Who I am, Who I am Do I really need an intro Dey know, dey
I kill niggas dead, don't ask me shit I take blunts to the head, so don't pass me shit I'd rather die from a bullet, than a nasty bitch If the good die
think you can front with me? You better watch your back. Because I have a lot of guns and I can shoot them good. I'm a menace from society, a boy on the
into captivity Original man, there was often a facsimile I give a little more than your metaphors and wack similes Thousand yard stare, say a prayer for
Slaughterhouse behind this [Joell Ortiz] I like rap, this shit is cool, I'm better than mad niggaz But I'm just as good a crack pitcher as a pad ripper
get they shit in check cuz when I get my hustle on aint no playin with a full deck [Chorus: Ice Cube] Lord please, murda my enemies (Yeah) Burn em at a thousand
the time to do this. W: Um, OK, OK. You will hear it anyway, a thousand times when it's a, when it's a hit! You'll, you'll hear it on every radio station
I was better than 50, Kanye, and Weezy Would you believe me or would you be mad like I'm talkin' greezy What if I said I was way better than all these
I'M NOT THAT HARD, IN FACT I'M FADED. Better never let me see you with A HARD ON CAUSE YOU KNOW I'D GIVE YOU SKULLY. SURE I'D BEG FOR A TASTE, CLOSEST
is, better than it's ever been Scheduling million dollar meetings with the president Someone cut the lights on Where is Thomas Edison? Got a new condo watch me as I settle in I deserve a
4-EMINEM, D-Boi, and New Shady] [All] Sixty thousand people, all jumpin' out their seat, The curtain closes, they're throwing roses at our feet, We take a bow and, a
A man smokes and a dog stretches a woman works and a kid kvetches I'm ridin' on a road that stretches over the border to america Over the border to america
better than you I went to Q's and recorded in his house to Gallco We 'bout to make you Bob from intro to outro [Jise One] Outro to intro, blazin' on
wiser? You a rhymer? Hope ye have your lyrical chops top notch Before you get sling shotted off the mic and cut It's a cold game pick up ye flow man You better
", And if she gimme blow more than two times in a row, I'd rather chill with her, than kill you wit' a rhyme that I wrote, Count how many mics I smoked
be made best believe a nigga clocking Money to be made best believe a nigga clocking Money to be made best believe a nigga clocking I run it myself like a
