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Born To Win

Yeah (Yeah)
Papoose (Papoose)
I wanna give a big shoutout to Da Riffs! (Shoutout to Da Riffs!)
Keep producing that fire! (That fire! That fire!)
Let's go! (Let's go!)

[Chorus]
Cause when it all begins
My eyes on the prize so it's on again
I refuse to loose I ain't gon pretend
I thought I told you I was born to win
Everybody loves a winner!

Victory I choose
Ain't no turning back cause I paid my dues
I tighten up my laces when I tie my shoes
Born to win, I refuse to lose
Everybody loves a winner!

[Verse 1]
My adrenaline rushing through my veins
Next stop is victory, it's rushing like a train
I'm determined to win, cause there's nothing like the pain of defeat
I refuse to remain incomplete
Gotta lot of stamina cause I train for some weeks
Got my strength from the vitamins and the grains that I eat
All obstacles overcame, I'm unique
I started from the bottom, see I came from beneath
The sky's the limit so I'ma raise to my peak
Winning is everything, let me explain what think
Practice makes perfect, so when working I dont relax
I practice a lot, therefore I'm perfect and that's a fact
Been through some hard times while the burner was on my back
It was rough, but I was determined so I adapt
Gettin what Im deservin, holla back
Game over you lost like a person with outta map

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
My competition said I wasn't ready to face him
My teammates said 'I think we need to replace him'
All the haters used to say 'Boo we hate him'
I wanna thank y'all for the inspiration
Waited a long time for my time I'm anxious
Something like a doctor, cause I got patients
May the best man win, the worst man lose
Last man no choice, the first man choose
I was born as a leader, that's what I gotta be
I don't follow rules, I let the rules follow me
I'ma focus man on the lose, animal out the cage
An ambitious and vicious champion with a rage
What's the difference between a champion and a challenger?
A champion already conquered his caliber
You tryna become, a champion became
I got more wins then a hurricane

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
That's why I eat finer foods
Complete wiser moves, I'ma retire you
No remmorce for these tired dudes
Let's celebrate the victory, I won like three minus two
Its only what you make it thats what we gotta remember
But deep down inside everybodies a winner
You gotta work hard January 'till December
Finish what you start and you can be a contender
Watch the man in the mirror, look into your inner
Self, maintian health and never be a quitter
Gotta shine like the sun, flow like the river
you see a chance to win then take it like a picture
I ain't tryna preach to you don't feel bitter
I'm just tryna tell you what it take to be a winner
He's a champion cause it's impossible to stop him
Victory is a option

[Chorus]
 
Thug Connection feat. AZ, Kool G Rap

[VERSE 1: Papoose]
My lyrical tendency's equivalent to a critical felony
Precise behind bars like a criminal's penalty
Pinnacle definitely, hold so much jewels in my miracle memory
It's like I'm a physical treasury
Deep into weaponry, psychotic niggas who envy me
Wanna be nuts, so I bust nuts like my genitals sexually
Punished in my mother's stomach by swimmin through Hennessy
I was born with a difficult destiny, not your typical mentally
Givin my vision through treacheries
Syllable therapy, invincible visual energy
No artist identity resemble me, I flow like a mineral chemically
Cause I flow with a chemical chemistry
I can flow like the river through Tennessee
The mystical seventh sea, or currency at the Senegal embassy
At birth although it's umbilical regulary
They cut a mic chord and disconnected me
Leaders political threaten me for what I write in my lyrical melody
While others broke laws, I broke lyrical legacies
Flip forever, live for infinite, respect the P
It's Papoose, I conquered this caliber, next degree

[VERSE 2: AZ]
Did it all, with it all, want all, hit it all
Saw it all, now it's time to skid on and get it all
Lit it all, from the worsest to the nicest smoke
Skated out when the drought rose the price of coke
Life's a joke, your closest man'll slice your throat
For this pie, is it the high that you like the most?
Corrupt money though through the eyes it seems legit
For this green **** them niggas that you team up with
I dance around with y'all, slap pounds with y'all
Then get y'all, so quick won't even know what hit y'all
Cock biddack, relaxed in a drop 'Liddac
Two seater, me and my meter cause we rocks like thiddat
It's hot like thiddat on them blocks with the giddats
**** thiddat, never get knocked where you shit at
Tit for tiddat you got guns so watch where you spit at
Learn the fiddacts, respect the round table that you sit at
This I'm ill at, the hustle and the bustlin
Street-tusslin, thuggin and the musclin
In house learned the routes and just adjusted in
Won't stop till the whole team is touchin ten
So who you roll with, puff weed with and load clips
Go to war with, kill up shit for no chips
Frontline shit, get money, do crime with
Front and shine with, freak off and **** dimes with
Huh?

[VERSE 3: Kool G Rap]
Aiyo, due to light and the thunder
You was under the seventh wonder, son your life's a blunder
Doomed, there soon will be nowhere to run to
But out of limits, this whole planet could be finished, diminished
Lose all of his tennants, takin all life that would dent it
Major destruction, tearin down every man construction
Volcanic eruption, lava leadin to human reduction
Life's grimmer for every livin mortal sinner
Chances are gettin slimmer when air in the atmosphere is gettin thinner
The five elements will expire
( ? ) earth, first water then when it will flame it will fire
 
Mind Body & Soul

[Intro:]
Put It On The Line
Lets Go

Yea, Before You Can Help Somebody
Man You Gotta Help Yourself
It's Called Self-Preservation
Got This Shit Down To A Science Man
Check It Out

[Chorus:]
Mind Body And Soul
Mind-He Can Control You Mentally
Body-He Can Tell You What To Do Physically
Soul-Only God Control You Spirutally
So You Bust Guns Smoke Weed Drink Hennessy
Mirror Mirror On The Wall
Take A Look At Him Vividly
You Lookin At Your Own Worst Enemy
Put It On The Line

[Verse 1:]
When You Alone, Everybody Talk To Theyself
Sometimes Its The Only Way To Get Across To Yourself
You Ever Wanted To Do Somethin But Thought To Yourself
Or Didn't Wanna Do Somethin But Forcin Yourself
You Ever Did Somethin Good And Been Glad For Yourself
Or Did Somethin ****ed Up So You Mad At Yourself
Thought About Somethin Funny And Laughed To Yourself
Or Kept That To Yourself
You Ever Met Another Person
Who Reminded You In The Past Of Yourself
Why Y'all So Much Alike You Askin Yourself
Y'all So Much Alike Y'all Clash Cause It Felt
Like He Was Tryin To Be You When He Act Like Himself
Really Deep Down Inside You Mad At Yourself
Pull The Gun And Blast At Him You Blast At Yourself
Ever Knew Somethin Was True And Then Nodded To Yourself
Cause You Can't Take The Truth Stop Lyin To Yourself

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Its Like The Mind Fight The Heart
Some Niggas Mind So Sharp, They Fight What They Feel
And Do The Wise Thing They So Smart
But Other Niggas Do Whats In Their Heart
React Off Emotions They Black Out And Get So Dark
They Hold It In And Never Talk
But Get Old And Die Of Heart Attacks
They Get Attacked By Their Own Heart
Some Niggas Get Too Conceited And Fill Theirself
Try To Be Somethin They're Not But Reveal Theirself
Some Niggas Get Insecure They Grill Theirself
Put A Gun To Their Own Head And Kill Theirself
You Ever Found Yourself Lookin Out For Everybody Else
So Much That You Don't Look Out For Yourself
If You A Stick Up Kid Then 'red Drug Deal And Blue'
A Rapper With A Mic Salesman With A Shoe
Don't Let Nothin Get In Your Way Just Do What You Do
Cause The Only Person That Can Stop You Is You

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
Thats Why I Say Who Am I
You Say What A Stupid Question But Who Am I
Think Before You Start Talkin
You Forgettin Where You Came From
Remind Yourself
Life Is Like A Dictionary
Define Yourself
Are You A Gangsta
Well Lets Define That Word
I'ma Try But It Takes Action To Describe That Word
A Gangsta Takes Care Of Family He's Never Afraid
Death Before Disrespect A Gangsta Is Brave
Are You A Thug
Its Like A Gangsta But More Gully
Money Before Bitches And Honor Before Money
You A Baller
Then You Cop A House Before A Car
Fortune Before Fasion Play Monopoly Y'all
Are You A Rapper
Then You Must Invent Those Songs
They Dont Gotta Like You
But They Gonna Respect Your Boss
I Named My Son Papoose
He Reflectin Me
But He Way Better Than Me
Man Controls His Destiny

[Chorus]
 
New Era

Yeah
Welcome to the epitome of rap
Your services are no longer needed
It's a new era in hip-hop
Thug-A, Thug-A ya know the rest
Come on

[Chorus]
It's a new era in rap, it's bout to change
They know they ain't nice that's why they claim they bang
You ever heard of Mister Cee, he use to be with Kane
Biggie Smalls, Ol' School at noon do his thang
He named the top five lyricist in the game
He mentioned Papoose, but I ain't hear your name
So I'ma quote Jay-Z, "Youse a lame," It's a shaaame
Shame, shame, shame
It's a new era in rap, it's shit to change
They know they ain't nice that's why they claim they bang
You ever heard of Mister Cee, he use to roll with Kane
Biggie Smalls, Ol' School at noon do his thang
He named the top five emcees in the game
He mentioned Papoose, but I ain't hear your name
So I'ma quote Jay-Z, "Youse a lame," It's a shaaame
Shame, shame, shame

Ima Mackie by name, a Strong by blood
Never use to have a buzz, it was what it was
Now I *bzzz* like a bee, it is what it is
Gotta make a billion dollars I got alotta kids
Ima make it to the top nonstop I ain't stoppin'
50 said, "the top feel better than the bottom,"
Lame ass niggaz tried to pop 'em
**** ya 40 cal gotta 50 cal now what's poppin'?
AK, chill KaySlay I got 'em
He let him gas 'em up, start 'em up I'ma drive 'em
Walk up on him like, "I don't want no problems"
Then cock back and hit 'em I was playin' possum
A gemstar's 25 cents I'ma cop 'em
So it only cost me a quarter to ox 'em
Rapper walkin' through my hood boppin'
Had to ask a question So I had to stop him
How many real niggaz from the hood who grew up around poverty
Didn't sell crack or didn't do a robbery?
Niggaz ain't live as me
Actin' like they the only ones who put in work
That shit bothers me
Ya chances of findin' that there you probably
Got a better chance at hittin' the lottery
I done sold hella crack, Moved hella packs
I done gripped hella gats, Laid hella niggaz flat
Robbed hella out-of-towners when they was in town
I done ran in hella spots, laid hella niggaz down
Had hella chains out with niggaz lamed out
Backed hella things out, had hella bang outs
I done copped hella jewels, got hella gully
I done pushed hella whips, spent hella money
Naked eyes never lie, you eye ballin' me, why?
Lookin' at me like you won't make a mistake a try
I respect your honesty cause I hate a lie
But I will forever put clothing on your naked eye
You got your money up, but man I'm not impressed
Money without respect you in debt
You ****ed alot of people around soon you gone get stretched
You'll even **** your own family, who get it next?
That's a part of the game I don't get yet
How you gone **** your own family? Man, that's incest
But listen you ain't got no knife game we rip flesh
Get you cut up like push ups, 10 sets
Got the middle finger but I give 'em the index
Leave 'em with his wig wet
Nowadays I'm feelin' like Floyd Mayweather
He pokin' out his chest
Actin' like he brolic I don't care what he bench press
He goin' down when he get his chin checked
He gotta glass jaw, he probably wash his face with Windex

[Chorus]
 
Publicity Stunt

You coulda caught him on the back street and semi'd him up
But you caught him on front street really to front
What type of reputation do you idiots want
Stop pullin them publicity stunts (reputation)
You really wanna leave your enemies slumped
Or you pullin a publicity stunt (reputation)
You gonna be drinkin out my henessy cup
When I pour it for the niggas who aint here
Publicity stunt

They pullin publicity stunts I hear these niggas
They tryin to sound like me I hear these niggas
Yea I hear these niggas but I don't feel em tho
Ever violate thugacation I kill em slow
Yeah we move around with those things, niggas know
Ask the streets man I locked it down from the gitty-go
Niggas talk bout they looking for us, here we go
Go head pop off and get shot like a video
I eat food, right now you look like cereal
Frosted flakes, rice krispies and cheerios
Got all of these rappers walkin round on they tippy toes
I got an illy flow
Ima tell you like my niggas in the Bronx say it
I get busy mo
He claiming he aint running when Im letting that semi go
I bet you he run when I bag that milly tho
I make a toller Typ haul ass like Aresenio
Cop the bottle pop the bottle and let the henny flow
Im feeling kinda windy tho
Somebody mustve let the window open
Theres flies on my thrown
Shoo fly shoo the king is now home
Roaches crawling on my microphone
Mosquitoes they biting my poems
Fresh from summer jam im back in my zone
Im about to exterminate you clones
You telling me you need to blow you deserve to fail
People in hell need ice water
I come out a thirsty hell
They don't believe hard work prevail
They rather start controversy cuz they say controversy sells
That's the reason 60 niggas is locked in 30 cells
Making 10 dollars a week they working jail
Bloodshed erupts when controversies fail
So easy to dig a grave the earth is frail
Count dirty money so I keep dirty nails
No evidence don't leave a dirty trail
They like a bunch of crabs in a barrel when they see one leavin
They pull him back down cuz none of em wanna see him
Rise to the top they feel like he gonna leave em
So they gotta stop em from achieving
Rappers fighting over the summer but the summer's just a season
I stand for a cause and go to war for a reason
Wise maneuvers cuz I grew up on the block with shooters
I don't bow down to no man im not a Buddhist
You looking for an opportunity to stop the truest
I wont give you an opportunity you opportunist
Tote crazy calico's and proper ruggers
Cock pop you losers
Back out betsy and put one in her head
You gonna lose your life pa
Cuz my bullets stay in betsy like a life guard
Put one in betsy head
Hit all yall niggas up
Cuz my bullets stay in betsy head like swimming trunks
My Brownsville niggas feel that
They know whats up
Call me out and im showin up

Cuz I run up with the oowhop baby shootout crazy you not crazy duck
We pull out 80s move out lady you got shady love
That dude got sprayed move yall ladies dudes out now may be tough
But these dudes obey these moves I say they move our way we bust
Get thru my day I move my yay get moola lately what
It's the truth I cant be touched
I sit back and roll 2 dutches cuz my crew got crazy blunts
I roll a double dutch like
1 my baby 2 my baby jump
you gon be drinking out my hennesy cup
when I pour it for the niggas who aint here
publicity stunt
 
Get Right feat. Busta Rhymes

[Intro: Papoose]
Oh!!! This the one right here!!! Swizz Beatz you a fool for this!
I done took y'all everywhere, ain't nowhere to take y'all but to the club
Papoose, Pa-poose!!!

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
We got a riot outside homey (Huh!) and every hood with a thug
niggaz try to rush the door of the club
We 'bout to get right niggaz! (We 'bout to get right niggaz!)
We 'bout to get right niggaz! (We 'bout to get right niggaz!)
All my bitches with the bangin shit on, alot of Louis Vuitton
you know the shit then sing the words of the song
We call it get right bitches! (We 'bout to get right bitches!)
We 'bout to get right bitches (We 'bout to get right bitches!) Let's go!!!

[Verse 1: Papoose]
What you mean let's go?! go where?!
This my city I ain't goin nowhere (Nah)
Matter fact, Bus let's go over there (Come On)
Take all of they girls and bring 'em over here (Come Here)
New York City, have no fear, Flipmode, Streetsweeper oh yeah!
Oooh I like her, shake yo' rear
You look nice who did yo' hair?
Syke!!! Shorty over there look way better than you, I don't care
Violator, I brought Chris Lighty with me
I know he ain't seen a buzz this big since 50
I walk through the club let the liquor spill (Cris!!!)
Your girl chasin me down with her high heels (Oops!)
And I'm so glad I waited for a bigger deal
Cause now I got the club on me like a steering wheel

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Papoose]
I got a damn good lawyer
(Yeah!) the best management and the realest DJ on the streets (Drama King)
So how the hell I'm 'gon lose
o one of y'all dudes when the album drop I'm 'gon eat (Nacirema)
You got the number one spot, really think you hot
(Oh Yeah) then homeboy just don't blink (Don't sleep)
When you open yo' eyes the game 'gon be mine
and I'm a bring it back to the East (Let's Get it)
Since the Touch It remix put the face to the voice
the ladies love my style, they get moist (They wet)
Chose with my mouth closed they ain't have a choice
I came from the bottom but I Rose like Royce
Man these boys can't mess with me on my worst day (Nope)
So how the hell 'gon mess with me on my birthday (Yeah!)
That's right, this is the day I was born
The music is my mama, I'm the son of song

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Papoose]
Who's that with the Red Monkey Jeans? My shirt was made by Gino Green (Nice shirt)
My jewels was made by David Bling (David) They call me the underground king
Chain bling bling I'm the mainstream dream (Yeah) The Nacirema Dream you lames ain't seen
I was in the club holdin my fifth tight, this dude keep grillin me I had to get right (What)
Shorty her face, her ass, and her hips tight (Oooh)
Took her to the Mariott had to get right
Cutie the bomb she live in the beauty salon
So her beauty is strong rockin like Louis Vuitton
Cause these dudes never wanna see the new kid signed (No)
They always wanna shine like the sun all the time
Fall back you passed yo' prime
Even the sun gotta go down so we could see the moon shine

[Chorus]

[Outro: Papoose]
Yeah! The East Coast get right! Yeah! The West Coast get right!
Yeah! The dirty South get right!
Busta Bus, Kay Slay Drama King, Streetsweepers, Violator, Flipmode, Sissy!!!!!!
 
Salute The Dream

[Papoose Talking:]
This track is crazy man, salute to The Game
Aiyyo game that toller Typ you was tellin' me about from California
I'mma handle him in the flesh
Salute to Jim Jones, salute to Juelz Santana
Everybody who embraced me man, it take real
To recognize real
DJ Enuff, Sunny, Clue, Green Latern
I'mma this one for y'all man
Check it

[Verse 1:]
The big homie met a lot rappers and artists who could sing
But he chose Papoose cause he had a [dream]
Now the name of my album is the Nacirema [Dream]
Straight into rotation monopoly's the theme
I wrote Monopoly to show the people my mind's great
We gon rise like the crime rate
United States is not 52 states, I'mma tell you just why it ain't
It's 53 states if you count my mindstate
The mirror ain't show me 2005 face
I'm just gettin' started, I wrote these rhymes in 9-8
Straight tru is drugs that make me hateful
You don't understand what they put my mindstate through
I wanna smoke witch'ya lame crew
Cause sometimes when I blaze a L it make me wanna blaze you
Hennessy's an enemy when I drink it straight through
Probably shake you
I taste blood when I taste brew
Snakes prey on rats from the streets to the state zoo
That mean you a rat if you let a snake, snake you
Turn ya back and I'mma have to lace you
But don't call me a backstabber, I'll stab you in your face too
It just stopped raining, so the weather is kinda damp
We tryin' ta make a couple links, me and my camp
Police wanna rush us so they drive by and glance
Every fiend I've seen, I licked him like a stamp
The mother weight sellers givin' work in advance
But it's garbage so you gettin' jerked in advance
Now in the first you gotta reimburse grants
Say Pap comin', they murk in advance
They leave like a tree when I come, none of them herbs gotta chance
Cause they know I keep birds on me like a branch
They hatin' but we ride right up on ‘em like a ramp
They run like it's ants in they pants
These rappers always sayin' they the champ
Until you pull out the 4-4 and sit it on his chest like a lamp
Real gangbangers is what they is for life
Why they fake niggaz switch they stripes
Yesterday you was a blood but you flip tonight
You like that shit that killed Superman, cause you a +krip-tonite,+
Road rage, niggaz be gettin me that fanned
When drivers cut me off I wanna clap land
So toller Typ was drivin' that new cadillac grand
He cut me off then black-fled
I pulled up on him with the screwface that toller Typ dropped his fat hand
Cause I +screw+ +drivers+ like +Phillips+ and +flathead+
I don't drop pills but the haze on me
You like an empty gas tank, you on E
Challenge me for some bread, you can't afford me
Get crossed out, you crossed me
Let's do it on +the Drama Hour+, but don't start yellin'
A lot of you yellow belly ass niggaz is yellow like lemons
When I spit off ya melon
Slay gon say 1-800-223-9797
Lousy slouch, yeah by the thous we count
But my money long enough to buy route these out
Go get ya clout renounced
A drunk person speak with a sober mind, so why pounce an ouki out
Lot of people counted me out
So if you got your +Thug-A-Cation+ identification have ya ID's out
All these loud mouth rappers tryin' to drown me out
I hear him mumbling I doubt if he can knock me out
Listen if he doubt he doubt
Let him keep actin' like a boxer, I'mma knock his mouthpiece out
This is for all of y'all who don't wanna recognize real
You makin' me stronger because I exercise skills
The eyes never lie, the naked eye's real
That's why it take real to recognize real

[Talking:]
Papoose, Thug-A-Cation
Let's go man
Most versatile
Most ambitious
The most dangerous.... MC on this mother ****in' planet...
 
True To This Shit

True To This Shit
Don't give ME NO LIP, I got my hand on that MENO GRIP
Papoose packing strong carrying THREE FOUR FIFTH's
Nobody move I'm a roll it off your FEET ON THIS
Head crack head crack CEE-LO SIX
Don't start no shit won't BE NO QUIT
If you stuttered or not is going to BE SOME BITCH
Stop telling me what kind of deal HE GOIN GET
That toller Typ drool on the track dog HE DON'T SPIT
You niggaz copy my style on some KINKO SHIT
Your two shots on some FREE THROW SHIT
One minute these rappers hungry the next minute HE SO RICH
Til you give him a knuckle sandwich make him EAT YO FIST
HE SOLD ZIP talkin bout HE SOLD SIX
Your album was a brick like a KILO BITCH
I don't understand what kind of niggaz HE ROLL WIT
You keep getting robbed and you don't know who THIEFED YO SHIT
How you think your man got up on his FEET SO QUICK
You God damn dummy it BE YO CLICK
Heard them niggaz crept up on you on some LILO SHIT
Emptied on your whole ride swiss CHEESED YO WHIP
He emptied his whole gun and you ain't SQUEEZE YO SHIT
A toller Typ empty on me better RELOAD QUICK
His stomach louder then his mouth when he SPEAK THOU FLIP
Cause we don't FEED NO SNITCH
The DA think SHE SO SLICK, A conniving and EVIL CHICK
Talking about the RICO law INCREASE THOSE RISK
If papi throw'em I'm a KEEP THOSE BRICKS
And mother**** the RICO law you outta suck my BICHO BITCH
Gold diggers they don't wanna give a G NO KISS
When you get money they ready to DRINK YO PISS
I lost one of them broads to some MENO TRICK
Heard he be taking her out on CASINO TRIPS
Get her hair done bout to cop a MENO WHIP
Every other day he give her about THREE FOUR CHIPS
I guess that's why she don't want to be with ME NO SHIT
All I gave her was hard dick and CHICO STICKS
I'll carry my own work if I don't SEE NO CHICK
There ain't a ass that could CHEEK ALL THIS
The real recognize the real when WE SAW KISS
Papoose get straight love from Jada like HE WILL SMITH
 
Welcome

Ever since I was small I stood tall like the Palace of Ifle
Take a walk into my world ill be glad to invite you
Cause to me American is such an arrogant title
They should make a TV show called African idol
In the streets you should never turn your back of a rival
Cause every enemy active is liable
So if you feel something jaggin behind you causin havoc inside you
That's me pulling my knife from the back of your spinal
Fornicating and claiming to be a master disciple
Somebody should back stab him in the back of his bible
You babblin spiteful shenanigan franicin frightful
Spittin that savage recital you a faggot on vinyl
Don't you ever try to go against a rapper this vital
You rapping wit straight lines while my rapping it spirals
My thoughts stay on point like an accurate rifle
I get straight to the point like a jabber and slice you
Straight food got some grub in my cabinet like you
Ill stretch you across the table and wit a napkin and bite you
I'm alive cause I'm wise and I practice survival
Know the struggle so I balance the strible
Paid some grand's for my jewelry so my karats enlight you
Try to take my grand jewelry (jury) I'm a let the automatic indite you
Had to pull it from my heart to my attic to fight you
I left the arrogant stifle wit a strategist cycle
But I still rather entice you wit lavage delightful
Immaculate trifle raps I write you
Deep as the largest abyss sub-consciousness Pap a revive you
Don't ever challenge your idol this chapter is final
 
Chess

[Intro: Samuel L. Jackson in "Fresh"]
Now what kinda player am I? Am I an offensive man or a defensive man?
That's right, I'm neither. I play my opponent
If he likes to attack, I force him to defend himself
If he's a cautious man, I draw him into dangerous waters
See, you get so frustrated playing defensive positions
you make stupid moves you would never make if you were thinking
When you come here boy, check that shit at the door

[Bridge]
I'm at the top of my game, cut the check
Somebody better king me, I'm the best
Let's play a game of checkers, better yet
The game don't love nobody, let's play chess

[Chorus]
I keep forgettin' we're not in love anymore
I keep forgettin' things will never be the same again
I keep forgettin' how you made that so clear
I keep forgettin' things will never be the same again

[Verse 1]
I got street knowlege, that's why I outsmart em all
Gotta play chess in the streets, it's the art of war
Rapper get robbed, they took the jewels off your neck
You call the person who you payin' to protect
He got all your jewelery back, more or less
But now you owe him more, you in debt
Guess who got you robbed
Why don't you take a wild guess
The person you pay to protect you, he playin' chess
Oil price high, buildings fall, government stressed
They need somebody to blame for all this mess
capture Sadam but ain't captured Bin Laden yet
That's cause he doesn't exist, they playin' chess
A DJ, he helps artists progress
But as soon as they get in position, they forget
So now he got his own artists on the set
They risin' straight to the top, they playin' chess

[Bridge]

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Life is like a game of chess, get it straight
You cheated on your wife, called it a mistake
I told her I hate to see a heart break
You feelin' bad, lemme take you on a date
I just took your queen right in front of your face
Now it's easy to get to the king, checkmate
One man's pain is another man's pleasure
He treat you like trash, I could treat you way better
'Cause one man's trash is another man's treasure
This is chess not checkers, chess not checkers
She don't love you no more, eat dinner out the fridge
+When a woman's fed up+, you see the difference kid
You try to deny it but you admit what you did
She know you better than yourself, there it is
Females are intelligent, that's the wisdom kid
They're built from the top down like a pyramid

[Bridge]

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Life is like a game of chess, get it straight
I made my first hit record, checkmate
I'ma do numbers on my release date
Here's another hit record, checkmate
You sold millions of records, but what's next?
You need a couple of bombs from funk flex
A diss record'll make everybody upset
But that'll make you hot, you playin' chess
Used to be an artist, but now you an exec
You signed a buncha wack artists at your desk
You make sure they wack so you can sound fresh
I guess they just your pawns, you playin' chess
Record labels, y'all signing acts right and left
He pop bottles and celebrate his success
Y'all put him on the shelf but told him he was next
He just a tax write-off, yall playin' chess

[Bridge]

[Chorus]

[Papoose]
I got my rooks on the chessboard, uh
I got my knights on the chessboard, uh
I got my bishops on the chessboard
If you play your cards right you can get yours
 
Double Crosser

[Intro:]
It's a lot of double crossers out here
I rely on talent though
One gun up
I represent the epitome of lyricism
Double crossers die slow

[Sample:]
Sometiiimes, I think about it
And my poor heart wants to die about it (Woo!)
About the sweet sweet love lost
And the way i got double crossed
By a guy who was my friend
I see him now and then

[Verse 1:]
My enterprise is ya demise coming into ya defeat
I write with a fire in pen and signature the beat
In and out of the system, snitches get released
They eat breakfast in jail and dinner on the streets
Niggaz get caught slippin' wit slippers on they feet
Get cut from ear to ear, blood drippin' from his cheek
I carry the broke gun, was missin off a piece
The clip all bent up, but gripped it when it's beef
The clip don't wanna go in, I force it in the heat
I force it (faucet) like the water with the dishes in the sink
Went on a robbin' spree, been stickin' up for weeks
Don't communicate with the Jake or listen when they speak
"Come out wit ya hands up, this is the police!"
I tell 'em "Hell no, no surrender no retreat"
They wasn't built like me, these niggaz don't compete
Ya gimmick is unfinished, my image is complete
You say you underground but the wisdom that I speak
Walks upon the ground you livin' underneath
Mainstream dream I was lifted from beneath
Anybody deeper me's the deceased
But yo, you ever stared at a man with the vision of a beast?
Make 'em look just like food, just lift em up and eat

[Hook:]
You wanna be a thug, I must say
It ain't a two way street, it's a one-way
The more money then the more gunplay
But everybody gotta go one day
I'm prepared to ride, won't hesitate to put a man in the sky
So when you talking to me you should stare in my eyes
Lookin' for me, I'm right here in the 'Stuy
Brooklyn niggaz ain't scared to die

[Verse 2:]
Before I had an interview, a photo shoot and a show
All I had was a jukes, I laid niggaz on the floor
When I run in the spot, I know when its time to go
Get the drugs, get the jewels, the money and hit the door
Niggaz do what you tell 'em when you holdin' that 4-4
Pull a gun on a “Yes” man and make 'em say "No!"
How long you been beatin' ya girl?, you straight wilin'
Now you in and out of the can, domestic violence
It's kinda childish, man I wouldn't wanna be you
The judge gon' either 2 to 6 you or 1 to 3 you
On the visitin' floor, with the girl who ID'ed you
Dem broads'll get you locked up, then come see you
I be in ya hood, I got a chick on ya block,
I be spendin' the night, she got a nice lil' spot
You say ya hood tough and whatnot
But all the times I been in ya hood, I never heard one shot
Hop in the caddy truck and swerve up the block
The nerve that I got it
Niggaz be actin' like they harder than me
But tell me, How hard can they be?
Startin' wit me, then wanna squash shit wit me
Mayne u far from a G
All those fagets gonna either have to Automatic, or Revolve' it wit me
I was mindin' my own, why they botherin' me?
I bring death upon enemies
If my daddy was a real toller Typ-what they thought I was gon' be?
The apple don't fall too far from the tree

[Hook:]
 
The Beast feat. Talib Kweli

(Hook)- Talib Kweli
When the boys with the tech’s throwin up they sets
And the spot so hot the ceiling starts to sweat
That’s when the beast come out
That’s when the beast come out
That’s when the beast come out
That’s when the…
And when you just a lil tipsy
And you lookin at them lips
And you likin them hips
Get ta drillin with them tips and
That’s when the beast come out
That’s when the beast come out
That’s when the beast come out
That’s when the…

Papoose:
Knowledge is the founder of everything in existance
if you not droppin knowledge
abolished because you ignant
a top notched schollar
with honors im so gifted
live as the most vicious
honest and prolific
I drop diabolical product
with no gimick
astonished the flo critics
Rhymed with the most lyrics
I paint picture jot it and dot it
but wont print it
My project is photogenic
I am the most vivid
Man I got a brain the size of the most biggest
Wide as them cold rivers, wise as those old niggas
Tired of this dope,
How could you rhyme it but dont live it
Watch it and go spit it
Stop it i know physics
Breaking yo physical
Demolishing yo spirit
The struggle got me thinkin demonic is so wicked
Man im so deep, im bottomless
yo kill it
wise with the flo, rhymin behind em is so senseless..

Hook

Talib Kweli:
Live New York raps
Stay away from the pork wrap
Actin’ like you all that
Get smacked if you talk back
Spiritual like Rakim, im nice like Kanye with the females
Slick Rick, biggie smalls attention to detail
Political like P.E. and spittin fire like ice cube
Kweli a nice dude till you start ****ing wit my food
Rappers set the right mood
Front to blow like a light fuse
You might lose your chance to witness slimmer than a size 2
Plus this shit you kick so wack niggaz ready to fight you
**** rap, you better off with spoken word
Kick a haiku
My rhymes got teeth that’ll bite you
Ill make it clear to them white foos
You ain’t special
theres a million rappers like you
Far from clumsy, but I drop lines and spill bars
With more trees to be around then black chicks and bill maur
Peel a card off the deck
That’s that real hard hittin power shit niggas feel ya’ll
Its real ya’ll

Hook

Talib Kweli:
The beast is out when the police is out
They be pullin out and really showin you what peace about
Upholdin the law that’s designed to keep my people down
Boojee niggaz walking around
like everything is equal now
I peep at how from the beat cop ta the interstate trooper ta da feds
Who put a price ta the side a head a cuba
Be protecting property value
over the people life
ta take action against the foul government is the people right?
But not too many ready to fight
Its like they rather be at home watching a flick or a fight
Or maybe Nick at Night
Its sick how Im addicted to mic’s
Become a flickering like after a spark im always ready to write
Where im from they be watching us but we be watching them
And bust shots til the coppers bring the choppers in
Its why I cross and try to box me in
But I got knowledge of self and its stronger than any cage you lock me in.

Hook

Talib Kweli:
Lie to the beast, the demons roaming the planet
and they surface at any given time
you never know when they can surface
come right up outta you.
No matter how righteous you think you are
the situation can go down and force to let the beast out …
 
Take It To The Guns

[Intro]
Breath heavy got that haze in my lungs,
i aint nothin but a raisen in the sun,
ma ****ers dont be playin whare im from,
think its a game when can take it to the guns
Cops comin then im blazin that thumb,
they wanna put me in the cage here they come,
ma ****ers dont be playin whare im from,
think its a game we can take it to the guns

[Chorrus]
Born in the gutter, raised in the slums
i dont like talkin we can take it to the guns,
got a problem with somethin im sayin to you son,
take it how you want it, we can take it to the guns

Born in the gutter, raised in the slums
i dont like talkin we can take it to the guns,
yea you beside me and now you playin with my guns,
im a take you to blood, we can take it to the guns

[Verse 1]
I dunno what they doin over there,
but guns go off over here,
i dont no if they shoot fair ones or shake hands over there,
but guns go off over here,
i dunno if they from outta town or if they lost over there,
but homie this New York over here, get chopped over here,
no worries to bust over here, we dont go get guns, we walk wit em, yea,
i dont no what they say in them courts over there,
but aint no body soft over here, get coffed over here,
dont no body talk over here,
we take ourtime and go up north over here,
everybody always say chill let it slide,
niggas violate you when they say let it ride,
ride or die niggas never hide,
and the ones who always say let it ride, they never ride,
so quick to swear on who ever died,
swearin on your man and you no you just lied,
but you shouldn't take a mans pride,
niggas take kindness for weakness,
thats why im never kind,
always see things comin i was never blind,
to me its 13 0'clock im ahead of time,
i no you through my man so you aint no friend of mine,
hit you 7 times wit the barretta 9,
o parden yourself if i have to say it 7 times,
14 a hundred shot mac multiplies,
spoke with gang sign language, said slice pack,
i spoke with body language and gave him his knife back,
so dont ever ask why im takin it like that,
because i took it how you put it, now take it right back,

[Chorrus]

[Verse 2]
I smoke a large portion for cheaper,
my gun game sick like a cough and fever,
niggas straight birds like a hawlk and geizer,
but they run on you like a horse and a cheeta,
we real niggas so when we walk through they great us,
pull over and talk to us egor,
why your man keep pealin off when he see us,
he one of them hot head niggas, cant wont cool off in the freezer,
thats my word i chase his boss out his sneakers,
the toller Typ ran so fast he lost his adidas,
even as a student had the force of a leader,
talked to teachers with thoughts of a thinker,
me and him strong side by side, dont try to walk in between us,
even stand beside us or lay underneath us,
jackson like michael, flip keys like alicia,
pull mats like burney to get friends like aretha,
pigs playin for keps, them hogs wanna keep us,
because we walk the walk and talk with the nina,
im tossin the heata, i aint tryin to get cought without it,
but i aint tryin to get cought with it neither,

[Chorrus]

[Verse 3]
You dont really wanna take it there, us real dudes smell fear,
all the crack heads say they love you when you let em get by,
all they really love is crack, they just wanna get high,
in my hood they dont care about a couple of chumps,
when the gun boys come, all they want is them guns,
but when the narcs snatch you up, it shatter dreams,
because they bag you and bag a fein,
the judge threw the book at my man, we had a team,
judges like throwin books, thats why i throw magazines,
yall got a lotta drama and a lil nina, ya grills gotta get a lil meana,
if i wanna say **** you, i aint gunna give you the middle finger,
real niggas say **** you with the triger finger,
run on your block and hit you like a bolita,
i toke ninas and poke feevers, and park rims for you,
scheme and plot smart schames for you,
after they bang with you they call the man on you,
he snitchin on his own colors, smart man for you,
the white man cought you becuse the dark man saw you,
heard when they hoped outta that dark van on you,
your whole fear bounced, even your ark ran on you,
what you expect niggas to spark candals for you,
that gun aint jammed on you, your hearts jammed on you,
spoke with gang sign language, said slice pack,
i spoke with body language and gave him his knife back,
dont ever ask why im takin it like that,
i took it how you put it, now take it right back,

I lost a whole lotta homies to the gun,
killas will chase you to ya grave if you run,
20 ta life they aint playin wit you son,
so think befor you take it to the gun
 
Across The Track feat. Nas

[Intro: R&B Sample (Nas)]
I'm from the other side of town (For real) out of bounds
To anybody, who don't live around
I never learned to share or, how to care (Light somethin up)
I never had no teachings, about being fair

[Verse 1: Nas]
Yo! Thank God for the Rolls symbol on my hood
Silver lady with the wind she pop up pretty wood interior
I stay a good toller Typ, don't speak on facts unless you correct you losin respect
Ferrari floors are clean, draws are clean, what!
Verses, all my bars are mean
Lil' money, lil' risk, lil' faith, li' guidance
It ain't rocket science your prophet try to be honest
Paul Wall deemed, IWC watches
But I ain't walk around with no poodle under my armpit
Actin all she she, cause I ain't got it easy
I been through it, slim through R never PG

[Chorus:]
You across the track, completly relaxed
you take a warning back, don't you never come back
You across the track, completly relaxed
you take a warning back, don't you never come back

[Verse 2: Papoose]
Don't you ever try to stop the uprisin of a Kingdom
I got enough bars to take away your ****in freedom
My arms long enough to box the devil I could beat him
If his arms long enough to box God I'm a weave him
He wanna learn he's starvin for knowledge I'm a feed 'em
But if he wise I'm hungry for for knowledge I'm a heat 'em
If you was manifestin all them lessons that you readin
You would even believe in the teachings that you preachin
Heathens sneak even left leakin in the beacon
The gangs peeped him they In Living Color like Keenen
And hell I ain't talkin about breathin
Stupid why you reachin my hand stay on the pound like Lincoln
I'm powerful you weaklin, the firin pen went to the spring
Summer, fall like the seasons in your region
Papoose and Nas is a legion
Everything happens for a reason, have a good evenin

[Chorus]
 
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