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Raise Hell He Is Coming

This track is tight you should be clapping your hands (Clapping your hands) This track is tight you should be clapping your hands (Clapping your hands

best And my whole fam fam is the greatest Moves countin' like a calculator evaluate the master Playas operation stack your paper captivatin' money makers Feel the love from above he's an eagle He

grab my nuts I am hell for real - you doubt it nigga? call my bluff Only respect men that's real, you coward rat-ass fucks Who raised you niggaz? Yo father

same And get a couple broads giving brain on the plane [Chorus] [Common] I come from Chi-Town lost and found in the struggle Where dudes say stay safe and stay out of trouble Speak is

Will go and ride with me Through the levels of hell in this atrocity Bust my guns at the heavens till an angel fell on top of me He said his name was

Cracker Jack And since Banks said he can't have no more funk (Hell naw) Get in where you fit in, punk It's what life is all about Did that get him,

day, he just wasn?t the same Where I come from, we call it rock cocaine Where you come from, you might call it crack But wherever he went, you see he

mo than he got 'Cuz now he know that if he get rid of you Then that's more cash in the Pot I got a rival now, tha turf is showin' what it's worth I gotta

a name for it , i called it bobby says he gets more wash when he pumps doggy to him it dont matter if the girl is skinny or podgy as long as he gets