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the rent

Over the turnstile turn out in the traffic
There's ways of living
It's the way I'm living
Right or wrong,
It's all that I can do,
And I wouldn't
you pay the rent

Over the turnstile turn out in the traffic
There's ways of living 
It's the way I'm living
Right or wrong, 
It's all that I can
Publishing/Showbilly Music
New lyrics by Cledus T. Judd (I stopped here due to the album details stopped here...but I knew Cledus would have been listed in there...so I
filthy, but they're definitely dirty.
But a dog's got personality. Personality goes a long way.
VINCENT
So by that rationale, if a pig had a better
Piece by piece, this puzzle comes together
Sever your ties with the bad guys, let the lies go
If you wanna be a hoe, go 'head and don't be scared
Andre Nickatina
Caught up in the rhyme like a dopef iend, freaky heater back the fuck up if you cut your broke dreams, I keep the 40 fo' shizzle
"We'll have more news after this commercial word"

(As so it goes..)

"At least I think I was here asleep...
Is it possible, conceiveable that I
under the mats, cracked wrapped in plastic
Triple beam, be	-12, and seran wrap, money rubberband wrapped
Second album goes gold they can't stand that
the funk and
I steal yo man, as if he was a hawk and
He'll call me baby, yo, or even pumpkin
I may be buttercup, or even Ms.Yo
We had dinner, and know we
the funk and
I steal yo man, as if he was a hawk and
He'll call me baby, yo, or even pumpkin
I may be buttercup, or even Ms.Yo
We had dinner, and know we
think cause it's been so long
If I had something on you I woulda did it by now
Oh on the contrary, Mary Poppins
I'm mixing our studio session down
punks over here so follow me
Through the fog like I’m S-N-double-O-P
Let me guide you through the smoke G
If only I wasn’t traveling down this road by
Through the fog like I'm S-N-double-O-P
Let me guide you through the smoke G
If only I wasn't travellin' down this road by my lonely
No one who knew me like
by the whole system
That's why I diss 'em, no fake ass-kissing
Yo listen, recently I had to pay a visit
To Malmoe courthouse, two-thousand crowns if I
vaginal, lines imagine a magnitudes 
That give longitude and latitude some attitudes 

From an environment, freestyle's a requirement 
Upon every album
anything to do with the
Problems. everything goes wrong, the nature or whatever. just came out of
That feeling actually. and that's what the song's all
the funk and
I steal yo man, as if he was a hawk and
He'll call me baby, yo, or even pumpkin
I may be buttercup, or even Ms.Yo
We had dinner, and know we
uprights upliftin the woman
For that are superior to handle by any male
Any time, any rhyme, any flow, and any show
And if you ask my producers that we
logical fuck an obstical bitch
How can I make twelve albums
All them gold and platinum's
And I am still clowin'
It ain't hard
I used to be a broke
mo bitches than Dr. Detroit 
It goes down 
Mr. Smoke-A-Lot turnin' pounds into ashes 
Black ski maskes 
Niggaz be gettin the pumpkin head like
bumpkin
Riding in the sun, skin burnt the color of a pumpkin
Reviled by the ladies, ridiculed by other men,
Nothing to set you apart nor would there ever
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio nigga, and do it again

To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on cause I don't stop
goes on 'cause I don't stop rappin'
To the beat y'all, and it don't stop
It goes on 'cause I don't stop rappin'

Let me tell you somethin' 'bout a nigga
they at
I'll even break my by back to touch their rim if I gotta
My alta mater be that I follow
I bite whatever that's looking tasty, water it down
my by back to touch their rim if I gotta
My alma mater be that I follow
I bite whatever that's looking tasty, water it down then swallow
I hope you