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show me love. When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes, they wanna ***. But homie ain't nuttin' changed hoes down, G's up. I see Xzibit in the cut, hey nigga roll that weed up. If you watch how I move
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. Yo, lay in the cut, they can't see me bro. And I'm living it up, they can't be me though. Get on the mic, I get easy dough. When I'm cutting the cheques, cause I'm C. E. O. Keep on fronting, like
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. Yo, lay in the cut, they can't see me bro. And I'm living it up, they can't be me though. Get on the mic, I get easy dough. When I'm cutting the cheques, cause I'm C. E. O. Keep on fronting, like
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in touch. Give it up, everybody, you about to get a rush. You can find Kweli in the cut, wth a Cohiba lit up bout to split a Dutch. Get it up, everybody, you about to get in touch. Give it up
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from me. They don't understand that I love it, and I like the beef. The raw, the guns, the violence, it's all right with me. I be laying in the cut where the sniper be. Righteously, waiting for you
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I spend with you, we drink each other dry Incomprehensible. Well, now, speak my language It was only yesterday. My eyes touched yours across the street. Cut the words and waved goodbye. And
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. Jam Master cut the record up and down and cross-fade Because the rhymes I say, sharp as a nail. Witty as can be and not for sale. Always funky fresh, could never be stale. Took a test to become an MC
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. Jam Master cut the record up and down and cross-fade Because the rhymes I say, sharp as a nail. Witty as can be and not for sale. Always funky fresh, could never be stale. Took a test to become an MC
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. Jam Master cut the record up and down and cross-fade Because the rhymes I say, sharp as a nail. Witty as can be and not for sale. Always funky fresh, could never be stale. Took a test to become an MC
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. No one ever handed a ***. We took what we had and made it this ***. That’s just from the dust to the luxury. Being off in the cut, the cutlery. That’s the gist, that’s the summary. So if you feel how
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In the cut of the night. Driving heavy on River Road. Looking to find I just want to move things along. I don't want anyone's life. Just getting to know my own drive, drive, drive Whoa, whoa
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jumpin. You can catch me in the. Cut tryin to wrap the yucky-sticky-icky stuff holla at your youngin (whoop-whoop). I'm back on hit the macks on it. Girls love to touch and put they back on me. I
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I always been a soldier. Young niggas in the cut, posted like a vulture. Divin' off the stage in the crowd, it's a mosh pit. Yeah, shawty bad, but she broke 'cause she don't own *. Mama asked me
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give up. We live up to the bar set, bobbysoxer doin 120 in a Corvette. Blowin' up like a war vet, goddamn, everybody wonder who I am. 'Cause I came out the cut like a stitch in your hand. And, my
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prepared to be ill, though, the skill was there. In the beginning, it wasn't 'bout the ends. It was 'bout bustin' raps and standin' for somethin'. *** an acronym. Cut the ***in' act like you're happy, I'm
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Keep snorin, keep sleepin, I'll keep tourin. Come back, lay in the cut like Neosporin. Came out of the fallopian blastin'. Pharoahe hungrier than Ethiopians fastin' Flies all in my teeth, stomach
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day. Your man must think it's safe for you to travel that way. And I don't want to violate your relationship. So I'll lay back in the cut with a crush that's a trip Still he can't stop me from having
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. Alright then, ya man got slapped up extorted for his icin'. Street life is triflin', body over here. Nigga pull a Tyson and bite a nigga' ear. Precisin', slicin' juggerless the cut-crew Ruggeder
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money to make, not a minute to waste. I need space when I try to create. Yo, you need to just. (Back up offa me). See me in the Cut'. (Back up offa me). Trying to roll up. (Back up offa me). Or we
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you got the biggest booty in this spot. And I just wanna see that thing drop. From the back to the front to the top. You know me, I'm off in the cut. Always like a squirrel, looking for a nut. This
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and me. Just swing down, sweet chariot star. Give me one more hit of it. Because Yo love be the bomb I make you feel good. I make you feel real good. Whenever we're together. Chillin in the cut
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the horizon and the rooftops meet. If you cut me I suppose I would bleed. the colors of the evening stars. You can go anywhere you wish. cause I'll be there, wherever you are. (wherever you are
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. That was before old sad yesterday. Words that you said cut like a knife. I'm lost on the river, the river of life Out on this river where sorrow's free. Thinking of you how my heart pleads. Tomorrow
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They won't let us do no shows in New York. They won't even let us fuckin talk. They say Lost Boyz be a gang. Nah man we just do our thing. Why we always in the cut sometime. Why we always sleep
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Light it up, light it up. Smoke it up, smoke it up. Exhale, exhale. Now let's *** to the cut Girl you got that *** weed, I just want to hit it all the time. *** so good that it gets me high
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the blow up dolls in the front?. . Ludacris. The one in the cut, with the furry bushes. it's got some furry bushes, yes it does. I done wacked off like three times! I don't know what else to do
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then dying to breathe. You're the drug I'm fiending for. You're the cut I'm bleeding for. I'm saying "* you" and I wanna * you even more. I just wanna say * you til I * you again. (Yeah, I
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seventeen. All these knots in my jeans. Me and Zoo turnin' up. Got your boo in the cut. And she sue cause it's looking like the roof going up. Counting all this bread, I don't talk to feds. Try and take my
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and get a little physical. I was born to rock since they cut my umbilical. Cord, I swing swords, behold the prolifical. Rhyme writer, hip-hop provider, prize fighter. Live wire, quick to set the mic
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function up,. And we gon' keep it goin' when the hook come back along. Hook. Bridge Killa F & Ez The Great. Say if you drop it (what?!). Just pick it up (what?!). And *** a bad bitch and head to the cut
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she has. I see you being bad, baby. I'm up in the cut, pouring it up. Rolling it up, holding it up. Now give into what. You roll with me, you gon' see. How I supposed to be, I ain't gon' lie, I like my
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device like the body of Christ, twice. E Double if you feel me hit me once. (A breaker one, a breaker two). Cause trouble to your family and friends. Let me cut the bullshit, just hand me yo ends. Got
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young, now it's growed up. Stacks so thick it's hard to fold up. Yo B, find another rubberband in the truck. Count up the money, I'ma stand in the cut. Stroll in the party and I toast Cris' up. Tell
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young, now it's growed up. Stacks so thick it's hard to fold up. Yo B, find another rubberband in the truck. Count up the money, I'ma stand in the cut. Stroll in the party and I toast Cris' up. Tell
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high Air it out. Iron lung I be the street soldier ante up. Pull them panties up, party's over, in the cut. Slappin' grudges offa niggaz shoulder bringin' ruck. Like them wild cats at Villanova hot
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dickin' 'em down and all around, to make the head bob. So bend your neck, give 'nuff respect to me, dance Hobbes. For this is it, the brand new *, I'd like to mention So hurry up because the cut is my