Happy birthday, Snoop. Ty Kidd Previously: Stop The Tape

Happy born day, Marshall. Ty Kidd Previously: Imagine The Magic

The sun is under my feet and I come in peace to compete. Ty Kidd Previously: Turn It Up

Only person even worthy of dissing me on the come-up is my damn self. Ty Kidd Previously: Please, Be Warned

People sleeping on my ether skills. Ty Kidd Previously: Ridin’ Well

Diamonds in my Breitling make it look like it’s lightning. Ty Kidd Previously: Too Strong

When you see me, you see money. Ty Kidd Previously: I Wish They Would

I’m a menace to society, ask the boys in the hood. Ty Kidd Previously: Top Of The Class

This is my Inception, I’m writing my dreams. Ty Kidd Previously: Live From The Roof

You either starve to death or you eat to survive. Ty Kidd Previously: Watch This