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The Life
It's a new day in the rap game!. Nobody sells records but Shyne Po!. . [Verse 1]. My life had it's ups and downs, but I don't regret nothin'. I had the whole tri-state high, nigga I ain't frontin'.
The Hit
Look at this nigga, stuntin' in front of Justin's, actin silly. If it wasn't cops all over, I'd smack him with this milli. You hoe niggaz move a brick and think they rich.
The Gang
{Shyne} (Foxy Brown). [Shyne] Uh huh. [Foxy Brown] Uh. [Shyne] Lets get it clear (Uh huh) Brooklyn Vietnam (That's right). [Foxy Brown] Yo yo... Live from the seven-one-eight why'all; Murder City.
That's Gangsta
Hustler, bad motherfucker. Brooklyn to the rucker, Cali and back. Court cases pendin, all the blood drug money spendin. Ferrari engines leave your whole fuckin block tremblin.
Spend Some Cheese
[Shyne]. Geah.. new... My niggaz frontin on pumpin and dumpin, leave 'em on the curb. Ridin on twinkies I'm (??) gun under my fur. Ma what you prefer?.
Shyne
Swiss, Po. Respect our gangsta nigga. Lay down. . What you know bout holding out big Tec.. Big vest , hollow tips all up in the kid Neck. Po live it up, yellow stones lid it Up.
Niggas Gonna Die
[Shyne]. I just want to move mad bricks. for all the days I never had shit. Now I'm young heartless and rich. Pistols and pussy, straight from the door.
Quasi O.g.
No no no more troubles No more troubles. . We ain't the problem nigga. . We don't need no more trouble, no more trouble. . I ain't the problem. Solve me, if I am ever solved motherfuckers.
More Or Less
(Walk with me). (Come on). . Yeah,. It's like new york's being soft. Ever since my nigga shyne's been sitting in prison, yeah. . (Check it). Shit things, shit rings, this shit is sickning.
Martyr
[Talking]. shit, sometimes man, a nigga be contemplating,. yo, living in fuckin' hell, nigga die, might be better.. . [Verse 1]. walk through the shadow of death, my dick out pissing.
Let Me See Your Hands
Let's go. Shyne, pro, bust pipes get right. Bang, stop, roll head throw the dice. White Air Force Ones, monies in rubber bands. America's number one dope man.
King Judah
They say that I'm euphemism for a new religion. I'm praying that my comrades all gonna get up out of Clinton. I'm in prison with a system and I'm thinking that I didn't.
It's Okay
Geah, uhh, uhh, uhh. Uh-huh, like that. Geah, uhh. . Ten bricks nigga in the air, hold tec. It's that motherfuckin' nigga named Shyne. Nothin' but cum for these bitches, love none for these bitches.
It's Ok - Shyne, Combs, Sean "puffy"
[Shyne]. Geah, uhh, uhh, uhh. Uh-huh, like that. Geah, uhh. . Ten bricks nigga in the air, hold tec. It's that motherfuckin nigga named Shyne. Nothin but cum for these bitches, love none for these bitches.
It's Ok
Geah, uhh, uhh, uhh. Uh-huh, like that. Geah, uhh. . Ten bricks nigga in the air, hold tec. It's that motherfuckin nigga named Shyne. Nothin but cum for these bitches, love none for these bitches.
Intro
Dear America. I'm only what you made me. Young, black and fuckin' crazy. Please save me. . I'm dyin' inside. Can't you see it in my eyes?. I'm hopeless, fearless on the outside.
Here With Me
[Shyne]. P-O, nothing more to it. I'm gully, what, I've really been through it. From the stoupe to the coup and anything in between. I carry a sleet through me, niggaz live out they dreams.
Get Out
Yeah, yeah. This ones for my Brooklyn playboys. This ones for my L.A. playboys. This ones for my Chi-town playboys. ATL, down south. NC, SC. Where you be?.
Godfather
Uh huh, Uh huh, Brooklyn Vietnam. What you, Uh yeah, Uh, Come on. . Oh no, big Shyne Po. Back up in the motherfuckin heezy for sheezy. Gimme a tech that don't jam (bang bang).
Gangsta Prayer (interlude)
The lord is my shepherd. Let's get this coke measured. Eventhough i walk through the valley of the shadow of gangsta's. My fear is nothin'. God, being broke.
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