"#SoMuchYes"

Shoutout to my biggest fan, that's lovin' all of my raps
Bumpin' all of my tracks while rubbin' all on her ass
I adore you, an' it's really good to know I never bore you
I do this shit for recognition an' to build a pension
Inbox lookin' like I side wit' Ashley Madison
Hope my girl can handle all this groupie love
That I'm gettin'; I swear it makes me feel better
If I'm in the wrong, prepare me a big scarlet letter
I don't wanna wake up to a Dear John
Despite all of my lust, I still feel she's the one
See, never seen a nigga love my momma right
She only been wit' my pops an' that nigga never done her right
Never ventured out to try an' find another man
Hopin' that this deadbeat fuck would come back
An' - I'm sorry for the shit that I say
I can't be neutral, hard to find a area that's gray
Growin' up, my damn fam thought I would become gay
All bad, a nigga still resent that
Don't know what the fuck made 'em think I'd pack fudge
That was years ago, but I still hold a grudge
Not alternative, only eccentric
Hope you all see - how talented an' gifted
Ya cuzzo an' nephew's become, I refuse to run
Just launch "F you's" off my tongue
This - for the ones I know never believed
Thinkin' I'm out of tricks, I left a couple up sleeve

Hook(x1):
See every time I rhyme, it's so much yes
My life's been givin' so much stress
Only 27, but feelin' like 85
R.I.P. to my sis who died in '85
Every time I rhyme, it's so much yes
My life's been givin' so much stress
Holdin' on to hope, acceptin' nothin' less
Goin' for the gusto 'til I'm laid to rest

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"Another Case of Illmatic"

This is real right now, Fineprint bangin' on ya eardrums
A nigga wit' a Kweli-type flow, better listen
To the fearsome, dopest, Ninja... Gaiden on the mic
The best stories never told
Remain mythical; that individual
Who's been creative since he was sittin' on his grandpops knee
A beast on the drums like a ogre logo on some Pro-Marks
So open up curtains, let the show start
On ya mark, get ready, set, go
I fucks witcha minds all the time
Psychological nympho, they thought I fell off
Got washed-up, 'til I popped up
Talked much shit 'til I dropped my mixtape, rocked their knots up
Said I wasn't all I'm cracked up to be
In reality, they gotta alotta laps to catch up to me
While I'm tryin' to get these racks up, B
Spit flows that's clutch, a nigga so gnarly
Ride the wave 'til ya wipe out, I'll rock it wit' my pipe out
Better pipe down, I'm in my zone
Be that nigga droppin' bars that crush bones
Crones, jabronis, lames that be hatin'
Hype me up, but behind doors pray I won't make it
So I say a prayer for you, couple Hail Mary's
Ask God to touch ya hearts, you know not what you do
It's the best I can do, be the bigger man
G.I.A.N.T. that I am, walk over piss-ants in this wicked land
Look, you're putty in my hand
I can mold you for a couple grand
Dumb muthafuckaz think my flows all big words an' braggadocio
An' talkin' like they know so
Or can do better, but on beat they're a swagger no-show
I still got the glow like Bruce Leroy
Sho nuff you know I'm the baddest, status in tact
My tactic's to go ballistic on y'all asses
I pour wine glasses of asskick
Elegant beatdowns, Tuxedo Mask steez
Retaliate like a gentleman
An' push it forward for you simpletons
Get it poppin' like Ritalin addicts
Game, set, match like Buried Alive; get in the casket
See, all I really need
Is a broad wit' a bomb-bomb physique that's brick house like ki's
One who knows I'm that nigga
Punany like Mallory, her sex game is Natural Born Killer, Killer, Killer, Killer