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King

(Pusha T)

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

(Raekwon)
I'm the one,
ayo
the is 36. the new and improved
now make a move these guns
up dudes who got big mouths and no power
in of the bank with no dollars got the nerve to switch crews
we better the rest of them. i guess its the estrogen
and all the money we got we move the mexicans
the cartel, compound, a carvel, a large and scarsdale
I fuck golf now, Shala's ill,
yeah the coke is fresh out of Bermuda yo
i'm chillin on the beach in boca with tuna
salads and palaces oh, we smoke out them
passing all a bread to the allen since
1984 was more
then we would come through with rockin night boots then war
a nigga invention that came from my henchmen who blew up
now throw the Wu up, that's my

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

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

Drug dealer that nigga half my life
drug dealer been that nigga of my life
you nigga's talk it but you never seen them
imagine first name basis with the king pin

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

(Danny Brown)

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