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Change
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My Thoughts (Instrumental)
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Doomp Doomp Doomp
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Dots
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Spin Live
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Dirty Game
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Got Guns To
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Hands Up
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Intro
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Ten Crack Commandments (instrumental) B.I.G.
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(Beats to Blaze Mics) - 01
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Sing Like Bilal
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You Know My Steez (instrumental) Gangstarr
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Blow Horn Joint
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Above the Clouds (instrumental) Gangstarr ft. Inspectah Deck
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Pee-An-Oh
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One In a Million (rmx) (instrumental) Jay-Z
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Dink
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B-Line
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Dadaa
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Mysterious
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(Beats to Blaze Mics) - ~67
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Skit
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Ch-Ching
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Trackhorn
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Epic-Ishh
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(Beats to Blaze Mics) - ~l7
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Waaaaaa
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John T.
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Original Represent
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Droop
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Outro
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Voodoo Child [Feat Afu Ra] [Dj Premier Remix]
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J-Live - Braggin' Writes
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Full of Papers (rmx) (instrumental) Jeru
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Stylesss
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Beautiful
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In Deep Concentration
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N.Y.S.O.M. #20
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Live Pro
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Brainwash - Break It Down
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Shades Of Brooklyn - Change
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Royal Flush - Worldwide
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DJ Premier - Intro
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G-Depp - Head Over Wheels
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Late Night
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(Beats to Blaze Mics) - ~i7
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I Don't Know
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M.O.P - Anticipation
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Choclair - 21 Years
At the end of 1974, when daddy dukes went raw
The chosen sperm to explore and reach the egg for sure
A child through the birth canal on the nine mo' trial
Released on this wild earth, my generation hit worst
Will my development arrested by the government
Younga niggas strugglin', livin' life got me wonderin'
New shit I'm discoverin', yo son I can't sleep
Situation so deep, my niggas drownin' in the streets
Another rapist'll stalk, a younger murder is walked
They got shit locked in a fort, a buck fif' if you're tossed
Verbalizin' hard times, findin' ways to recline
Dedicated to the rhyme brought your shades and your wine
I survived hard times prime time, as I rewind
My thoughts and remmeniss, sippin' O.E. quarts
Rest in peace to my peeps who died up in the streets
Fuck Halloween treats cause ain't shit sweet
Change, my life has changed
Change, (change) and I will never be the same
Change, my life has changed
Change, (change) and I will never be the same
Growin' up on the Brooklyn streets
It was hard for Black T to make these motherfuckin ends meet
The first store that closed up got stuck
and if you didn't gimme your cash
I'd put one in somebody's gut
I ran buckwild through these streets with this group of individuals
committing crimes well performed like a ritual
Until one day my momz tried to send me up-state to job core
I didn't know what the fuck for
So I, pulled out my pals
And called up the nigga Al
What's the deal son it's been a fuckin' long while
He said yo Black T, I had this dream about this cream
I'm going all out for mines by any fuckin' means
We grabbed our pen and pads
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