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rap Hit Nas he tol' me don't get down like that It's time to strategize Time to feed me beef But all i can think about is this 40 eatin' ya face Mothafuckas
about to go down throw down forget about tomorrow cuz you cant pay back all the time that you borrowed it's too late on streets of hate you await your fate i tell you
tryna get they swagger right cause I done came Im mo fire than a dragon fight fuck you pussy ass hater you should do you you aint heard of me then you
fifty thousand of you losers You're all about to witness an incredible sight Nobody's ever lived to tell about it, and don't think you might It's about
to meet the Santa Claus "Why you wanna meet the Santa Claus?" Just because he's a star and I wanna get his autograph "Did you meet the fat bastard?" You
we become The end is here to bid farewell I'll turn to ash and hear them sing Songs about my emotions dead and alone Don't make an effort You don't know
you niggas I done told you niggas, that I been owed you niggas For that shit you did that you wasnt built for Shit I guess you didnt know you do get killed
1: sold your woman i've been on your cock about in voice 2: have you been you i've seen. what about sin. voice 2: she loves voice 1: you with your
again I'm in trouble 'Cause you're a rambler and a gambler And a sweet-taIking-ladies man And you love your lovin' But not like you love your freedom Help me I think
grace The empty laugh that you cultivate You fall into that false embrace And kiss the air about her face Who do you think you are? The tres bon mots
Christian myth You don't see how there one in the same? You pigs just drive us all insane Now it's butcher time I think we'll just shut you up You
Why you at the bar if you aint poppin the bottles What good is all the fame if you aint fuckin the models I see you drivin, sportscar, aint hittin the
you at the bar if you aint poppin the bottles What good is all the fame if you aint fuckin the models I see you drivin, sportscar, aint hittin the throttle
ashes, and made it into a diamond ring Now he watch his son shine everyday, I just thought about that, while I sit here ashin in this ash tray [Verse
