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pocket change (Pocket change). I know they gotta feel my pain (Feel it). I make them birds Lauryn Hill sang (Brr). And everywhere I go they know my name (And what you claim?). 'Cause I be reppin' gang gang
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tell you. But I'm tryna tell you, * what they tell you. Outro. (I think we, uhh) And in these dark times, as as a part of a generation they claim can't be saved, it's important to know we're not blind
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Verse 1 Phillip Carlyle. You know I want you. It's not a secret I try to hide. I know you want me. So don't keep saying our hands are tied. You claim it's not in the cards. And fate is pulling you
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happened. I can tell ya bout them safe house nights out in Calabasas. I can tell you not a rapper. Tryna sell these story I don't even open up the package. Who you with? What you claim?. I was paying
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lettin' you have it (Uh, uh). Them shots let off, that's too much blood for a napkin. They claim we locked in, what if I wasn't rappin'?. Fiend for that ecstasy, couldn't keep from relapsin'. Bring out the
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. Then say oye, oye. (Oye). Oye, oye, oye Ahora que si, all the mamis. Pull your thongs up and party with me. On the count of three. Everybody claim where you're from. One, two, three The Bottom
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minions. You can claim that you haven't a qualm. But you never can run from. Nor hide what you've done. From the eyes. The very eyes of Notre-Dame. --Kyrie Eleison--. *Clopin*. And for one time in
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do my own ting on my ones, I'm so redundant I don't want no hugs Yeah, yeah, yeah, had a couple gals tryna hold me down But they ain't my queen they can't take my crown They tried to claim me like lost
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have another one. But first you've got to pay to see me. Nelly. I gotta pay. How much. Hundred thousand dollar, two hundred thousand. You name it. Beemer, Benz, or Bentley,. Bugatti body, you claim it
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think you are, a super s-t-a-r?. Who do you think you are, you can kiss my oh my God! You're so misunderstood. 'Cause you're so complex, you and your complex oh whoa. And you claim you're so low key
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. Crazy how y'all be the first ones tuned in listenin'. But claim I ain't makin' no noise. I was goin' through the knife, still ain't cut like me. Cowgirl hat, still can't buck like me. I done switched my
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feeling. You should try it my brother, I'm telling you it's a great feeling. Can you dig that? More and more you grieve. Until you grow another need. You claim this fantasy. You'll have no reality I'm
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keeps them in the pourin' rain. Who's to blame for tootin caine into your own vein. What a shame you shoot and aim. For some one elses blame. You claim the insane for. This day and time for falling
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Announcer. . Ladies and Gentleman, the mayor of New York. . Mayor. . Good morning. It's been brought to my attention that many rap artists. Claim that they run New York. But this is not the
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fame. That aint what i came to claim, but the game aint gonna be the same. On the day that i leave it. But I swear one way or another im gonna make these f-ckin haters believe us. I swear to God, won't
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my mind, can't figure out who's wrong or right. I know it's you I love, but then I also know it's you I don't like. You claim you hate who I was, but that's the reason you here now. You think I don't
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thug I be And I don't give a * what set you claim. They got rich niggaz that blow out brains. Just 'cause you from the projects don't mean you hard. Most of them hoods y'all repping ain't seen you
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I slow down, . It's best that I go now rather than later . Before you claim I'm too busy chasing that paper -it's true talk . And to say its over there ain't no good words, . I don't think anybody
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. When mama wasn't able to put food on the table. You left the family unstable. Now you come around acting like you want some kind of appraisal You can't play like you daddy now. And you can't claim
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' tonight, then say. Oye, oye!. (Oye!). Oye, oye, oye!. Verse 1. Ahorda que si, all the mamis pull your thongs up and party with me. On the count of three, everybody claim where your from. One, two, three
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woulda caught 'em I'dda split they f***** wig. 3rd Ward let me claim my fame. I put it down uptown I'ma do my thang believe dat My n*** keep talkin' that s*** that you talkin'. And we gon' have to get
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leave me all hot and bothered. You want me, come *** it. Show me that you got me daddy I got you ma, I'm in L. A. , I'm the latest. Caught the last flight in from J. F. K. Baggage claim sign read R
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. You can't walk where I walk. Watch out we run New York. Policeman come. We bust him out the park. I know this for a fact. You don't like how I act. You claim I'm sellin' crack. But you be doin' that
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. Shockin’, here comes the new kid on the block, hold all your bets,. Here’s where the buck stops. See, first of all I’m steppin’ out on my own. ‘Bout time I elevated to claim my own throne. Success in my
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spend what they claim you can't keep. Before you die so I make sure I stay on the Chi side. Like Lake Shore Drive, The Grammy Family It's the Cons fool, word No, it can't be G. O. O. D. music my Grammy
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youth boys, the strictly number one I cruise with the crew all mighty Bomfunk. Love me or hate me, I get the job done. I leave no questions when I go off-stage. I don't claim to be the king, I'm the
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, problem Imagine straight from work to the plane, ain't no baggage claim. Don't need to change your clothes, girl, or your last name. Motherfuckers want to act like I'm cocky. If you want to be a star
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When you trust someone. And you know you're on their back. You ain't got no trustin' about you And you claim that you. Don't care where I'm at. You've given me reason to doubt you Say you trust
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brain. Yes, I would die for ya baby. But you won't do the same. let it fall, my heart, . And as it fell you rose to claim it . It was dark and I was over . Until you kissed my lips and you saved me . My
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. Niggas worked the grave shift, record clean up and play disc. We must be misbehaving. But the fans love it, they get the subject. Niggas claim be rappers but don't fulfill the substance. Fuckin
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still hustle cause a nigga can't shine off 6. 55. And everybody selling make up, Jacob's, and bootleg tapes just to get they cake up. We put * on layaway then come back. We claim other people kids
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opportunity. Claim my insurance polucy. Hmmmmm. So bad These are the things that drive me crazy. (Crazy, crazy, crazy). These are the things that make me bad. (Go ahead London). (Crazy) Watch TV go ***
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your fantasies. 'Cause I'm here to fulfill your dreams. ('Cause tonight is meant just for you) Now when ya plane get in go straight down to baggage claim. There be a man in a suit holding up your name
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do. Every stake you claim, every dream come true. Down deep inside, these kinda things never satisfy Oh, love. Love is the precious thing. Sets you free and give your heart the wings to fly. Love
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. Your style under-developed there, hell if I care. What hardship you claim to see, but I can tell by your stare. Nigga you fugazi, sayin' ya crew blazin'. Like sayin' Miss Cleo is a true Jamaican, we
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same. So how many innocents now can claim. That they play with fire and get burnt. And through the same mistakes never get learnt. Hoping for a time it will fall to place. Faith shall show as our
