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King

(Pusha T)

The is a lie.
You ain't broke bread til you taste the pie
they say his laugh sounds an angel when he cries
what camouflage when the halo's your disguise
them wings don't fly, your is your neighbor
at your front porch and he's handing you your
robe on but the sword's underneath
and he wanna see blood as it pours in the street
the mark of the beast
the shall inherit the earth
the weak shall the dirt
you each should have at birth
still born on boarded street tax gotta come with an audit
either your or your loved one's
street razor or a snub gun from the what a thug's from
same corner that you all your drugs from
he a but he un-sung
I'm the one

(Raekwon)
I'm the one,
ayo
the chambers is 36. the new and
now make a these guns whistle
sizzle up dudes who got big mouths and no
in front of the bank with no dollars got the nerve to crews
we better than the rest of them. i guess its the
and all the money we got we move like the
the cartel, compound, a carvel, a scale and scarsdale
I fuck golf now, Shala's ill,
yeah the is fresh straight out of Bermuda yo
i'm chillin on the in boca chica with tuna
salads and palaces oh, we smoke out them
passing all balances a bread to the since
1984 was more
then we would through with rifles rockin night boots then war
a real nigga invention that came from my who blew up
now throw the Wu up, that's my

Drug been that nigga half my life
drug drug dealer been that nigga half of my
you nigga's talk it but you ain't never seen
imagine being first name basis with the pin

(Ortiz)
God I was neighbor
you wouldn't some of the things these people do for this paper
moving with on the the roof then make the move you meake the paper lose
lose sweat or blood you get to choose what you bath in
the cook work
the runners foot
the customs work,
the soldiers put work in on any of these mother to f*ck up good work
bosses tell em good work, that's just how the hood
north bubble with, 8 bundles under it
gold front smile while I was hugging it
I I wasn't lucifer's neighbor
he who I'm with,
my mom's threw that in her nose but I would hustle it
champ hoodie with the pegs
clap stoop up, hit mom dukes in her leg
Thats beef. y'all ain't street, y'all peep niggas write it down and try to be
f*ckin everything. In that swing,
hand swept across that pretty bretling
in that Nissan Honda Chevy thing peddling bring
in steadily I fed my whole team

Drug dealer been that nigga half my
drug dealer been that half of my life
you nigga's talk it but you ain't seen them
imagine being first name basis with the pin

(Pusha T)
In this art of war, my pink stroke is
Niggas get the picture I ain't gotta paint the
you know my origin is over when, fat black bitches over organs
die for a dollar. pride you swallow
you say that for the one you red bottoms
yeah, the price you gotta pay for it
fair in love and war she mascarade for it
Wooh! push,
trick or treat, f*ck your shit I earned it off the
now listen to me vent when you sit and watch like tires being spinned
shots from everywhere but they never make a
knight in armor,
mistake me for the the villain 'cause my vengeance is your
yeah fear is you're a goner
it's to my soul 'cause it's death before dishonor

(Danny Brown)

Got the Tongue of a pimp, raised by a dirty
They used the money to cop a new Beamer
Got the heart of a child raised by a
Who got his mama the rubbers the john came through
It's the Mastadon, great inside the extra stoned
You ain't getting pussy your prom date had a chaperone
Poppin' pills got a nigga's brain a laberynth
Brought the ho on purpose but I got the brain in
Nigga I'm your majesty, up with a bag of weed
Rolled a blunt so thought it came up out a factory
My manuscript leave a man with a dream
The insomniac with and 16s
I'm a wet dream, dry sense of
Travel in class a highschool rumor
No one really cares if you embarrased us style
Cause when it to those raps you be letting us down
So tell 'em why mad son
get it off your chest?
Let 'em know how you son
You gotta say you say
It don't matter the gon' say you hatin' any way