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PUNISH ME? why do you compete? I don't understand you can never be like me you are a parody who taught you to be mean? no, I don't wanna hear you're

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pack her bags left Your style is A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P, Q, R, S Don't test, I taught you how to get your deals You put my style

born and raised to be an MC Extraordinaire many thought of confrontation but just (wrong) Wouldn't dare so I grabbed the microphone and just (right) Wouldn't

the thugs in the street got love for me Hollis, South Side, B.K., Q.B. I don't give a fuck nigga, I die for I N C And ride for everybody that'll ride

Here's my advice to all amateurs planin' to give a performace Speak up, and keep the act movin' Servin' the role, a sole step child Talk of C.C. or keep

with the pledge It don't bother me, it don't bother me So obviously, and obviously I live with the pledge it don't bother me, c'mon [Chorus: (female

[Special Edition Bonus Track] [a) Pigs on the Wing - Part I] [Mike Baker:] If you Didn't care what happened to me And I didn't care For you We would

to all amateurs plannnnnnnning to give a performace: speak up, and keep the act moving" [MC Serch] Servin the role, a sole step-child Talk of C.C. or