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Pop Quiz (Intro)
01:38
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Keep It Fly
03:48
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2012/04/14 Keep It Fly (Stay Schemin)
As the world keeps turnin
Young minds keep learnin
And the pages are burnin
While ya look at the check
reflect
On ya earnin's
For respect
No permits
Break a neck
Just to earn it
(Damn)
You niggas cold
You could use a furnace
So I grab the dial
No choice but to turn it
Up
Your problems
I'm really not concerned wit
Duck
Or these shots'll
Turn ya into a turnip
(Cocky laugh)
It's funny to me
But they won't get the shit I say
So I review it four or five times
for' it hits the tape
Clubs must approve the lyrics
fore I hit the stage
Make sure it's dumb enough
You're not here to educate
So fuck it
At the end of the day
I just give in
Hit em wit the dope they need
No prescriptions
I'm just one man
I can't change the business
But I promise to raise hell
Come be my witness
Chorus:
I keep
I keep it
So freakin fly ya'll
Look up
You can see me in the sky ya'll
Every
Everyday till I die ya'll
Don't bother
Askin me why ya'll
V2:
The Ladies man
That's what the fella is
I tell 'em to open wide
Yeah
I'm a specialist
Every week
I have another undiscovered relative
Lemme do you
By doin me
Can you let me live?
Call this the Genesis
On the back of Pegasus
Fightin' against titans
Wit lightning bolts
And a disc
Ready ta strike
At the first sight
Of a nemesis
But cross 'em
And this gun
Will become
Evidence
...........
Hello people how you doin
if I'm comin thru
You know the place
will be ruined
Hit the Mexicans up
Now
Spice that shit wit cumin
Smokin like a chimeney
You can see me fumin
Underground king
No doubt I'm a shoe-in
Fast life
Fast cars
Is what I'm persuin'
Toast in up in V.I.P.
Smokin on a Cuban
Wit my crew and
We aint stoppin
Till the bottles out of fluid
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We Ain't Movin'
03:43
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Movin' On (Original)
04:29
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Ladies Night
02:12
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Mr. Green - Brawler
02:40
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Shut 'Em Down
03:53
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Icon ft. Carnell
03:31
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Whack City
02:33
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2012/01/26 motto
Yeah
Keep it moving
Every fucking day
Blow the game up
Liloke Timothy Mcvagh
Number 1 stunna
You can tell by the shades
Can't go anywhere now
Unless I get paid
Took a little vacay
Had to recharge
Now its back to killing niggas
Send em all ya regards
Only thing keeping me calm
Is these bars
I'm a take you on a trip
Have you ever seen Mars
Shawty like stars
And I'm the big dipper
Captain of the ship
You can call me skipper
She better take orders
Like I was gonna tip her
Or I'll get on some Next shit
And Skip her
No time to stop
Get to it like a stripper
Every nights a Kodak moment
Get the picture
Tell them at the bar
Bring around the best liquor
Cuz I'm living for today
But tomorrow will be bigger
Chorus:
Yeah
Wit my boys you don't really wanna play
Talk of the town
Everywhere single place you stay
They be talking about us
Every day
Every day
We be Popping bottles
Make it rain champagne
Eryday
Eryday
We don't stay in one place
Keep movin
Till we in ya face
F
Verse 2:
(Eric)
Verse 3:
(Crysis)
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Real Spit/Outro
04:50
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16. |
State of Affairs*
03:08
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V2:
Gotta thank Ras for the fire
No grass required
For the hot shit
I'm the mass supplier
So gas the ride up
And trash ya lighters
Never gonna stop
Even if they slash my tires
Gonna get nasty mileage
Crossing borders
Wit ease
Like Moses
Splitting seas
And hitting emcees
Since I was fifteen
This has been my dream
To Finger broads
In the club
Or planes
And sip lean
Cuz I'm a ma-chine
And I'm on overdrive
Lady slayer
Say your prayers
Cuz I
Slaugther wives
For no reason
If it's beeft
Best to order fries
If I cause the wound
No time to cauterize
Bring the boom out the box
Leave 'em in awe tonight
Jaw dropper
Show stopper
Leavin' 'em all surprised
Gotta pay my dues
But
Can I afford the prize
If I use truth
While they
Fill the floor with lies
See the fraud in they eyes
They dummin it all down
Turn the radio off
Every summer
It's all clowns
I'm bring the force now
Darth Vader of the rap scene
Wanna know who's the greatest
Ask Queens
V3:
Coming up was hard
We was in a rat race
Salivate at the thought
Of havin mad cake
If I cross Epik
Will I see Heaven
Ask Ma$e
Death is the charge
You all get the flat rate
Worked hard all my life
So now
Just splurge
When the H3
Makes wide turns
It jumps curbs
Ya Drinking Hatorade
And still have such thirst
They told me I'm sick
I'm waiting on the blood work
If they come for my people
Let me be hung first
But before that happens
I'm a let the gun burst
I Got five on it
You'll be in the mud first
I'm the king of rock
Even Reverand Run heard
Matter fact
Throw down a Milli
Like Lil Wayne did
Your yankee fitted
Looks plain
Lemme paint it
Save rap cuz
I'm the one
In the Matrix
You niggas ain't shit
Violate 'em like a rapist
Violins
Play this
Cue the orchestra
Middle finger at the precinct
Fuck the officer
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Epik New York, New York
Epik is a rapper from Queens N.Y. who was raised in Brooklyn dedicated to keep hip-hop from falling into the wrong hands!
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