| Lyrics | Song | Artist |
| Gon' blast squeeze first, ask questions last/That's how most of these so called gangsters pass | |
| Exactly how many days we got lasting/While you're laughing/we're passing, passing away | |
| The sun is beating down on my baseball hat/The air is gettin' hot, the beer is getting flat | |
| A man vexed is what the projects made me/ Rebel to the grain there's no way to barricade me | |
| Now ain't nobody tell us it was fair/No love for my daddy 'cause the coward wasn't there | |
| And take you for a walk through Hell/Feed your domes, and watch your eyeballs swell | |
| All my life I was very deprived/I ain't had a woman in years and my palms are too hairy to hide | |
| What you call an infinite brawl, eternal souls clashin/War is deep, some beef is everlastin | |
| Go ahead and keep your drawers/Givin up the clap and who needs applause | |
| Compliments of strugglin' that shouldn't be notable/Man every word I say should be a hip hop quotable | |
| | Lyrics | Song | Artist |
| And I know she the law and she know I'm the boss/And she know I can hide above the law | |
| It's funny how money changes situations/Miscommunication leads to complication | |
| I know we facin a recession/But the music y'all makin gonna make it the great depression | |
| And when I leave, I always come right back here/The young spitter that everybody in rap fear | |
| A million magic crystals, painted pure and white/A multi-million dollars almost overnight | |
| You start your journey into outer space/You see yourself in the light but you're still feeling outta place | |
| I wouldn't shoot you bro but I'd shoot that fool/If he played me close and tried to test my cool | |
| He takes his time and does everything right/Knocks me out with one shot for the rest of the night | |
| Wake up in the A.M., compose a beat/I bring the fire till you're soaking in your seat | |
| One by one you can come and caress me/Undress and molest me but you can't possess me | |
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