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Cross My Heart - Esham

"Son of a bitch, Jason wants to slit his wrists But I'll tell you like this, should'nt take the risk Knowin the consequences well The suicidal suckers end up in hell Some rather be dead then living"

You My Girl - Nick Cannon

"NICK CANNON YEP KJ YEP CALI NICK CAN I DO FOR REAL YEP LET GO (KJ) YO NICK CANNON COME IN AND HE JUST ASK ME WE STILL KEEP SHARP CRESES ON THE KAHKIS THIS MICROPHONE KEEPS ME UP STILL ON YOU COULD TAKE"

In My Eyes - Mr. Sancho

"I'm trippin, palm sweatin, brain steady like a feddi Get ready Sanchos trippin bout to grab a machette I'm violent, everybody better be quiet Silence cause I don't want to be the cause of all of the desmadre But"

Bout My Business - Ja Rule

"(feat. Black Child, Caddillac Tah, Young Merc) Yeah.. Yeah, yeah, yo I got a knack for pushin crack, and cookin raw coke Fresh off the boat, no vest but I tote, and wear it like a coat I'm starin through"

Respect My Gangsta - Killa Tay

"(Killa Tay) I got hustle in my heart, hustle in my vain I hustle wit my click and gotta hustle in the game West Coast Mafia, we keepin it crackin Deep as the Jacksons, my click stay in the midst of the"

Living My Life - Cam'ron

"Yeah, niggaz wanna wrap the roca, nah Bag, slag, wrap the roster, back the block up Cop killers, clap at coppers, blast at choppers Pass the vodka, listen, don't ever mention Dash or Hova, it's a Harlem"

On My Own - Freeway

"Um uh um uh here we go now (Hook) Repeat It's because I'm all on my own, now You can leave him out hear alone, now Ya'll need to really watch ya'll tone Now you see the chrome Im a blast it for ya I'm"

All my life - Foo Fighters

"All my life I been searching for something Something never comes Never leads to nothing Nothing satisfies but I'm gettin' close Closer to the prize At the end of the rope All night long I dream"

My City (Remix) - Young Stoner

"(It's LM on the beat) Uh, yeah Opps out with vengeance, they swearin' they don't know who did it Growin' up, they told us flexin', but all we know is extensions My Glock sit like an erection, that bitch"

My Baby Mamma - Luniz

"Stress, that's all y'all hear, I like a bag of stress (Is that right?), baby mamma's own Speak on this, uh My baby mamma, why y'all be crazy daily Hit us up with drama, playin with babies And tryin"

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