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Anarchy in the U.K. [Ba(e?)drock] of Green Jelly/o
Dangerous Album by Michael Jackson
Keep The Faith Album by Bon Jovi
Icon Album by Paradise Lost
really tough that you
keep the record player going by rubbing two sticks together. And if all else fails, throw
the record away... build your own green
sprawled all across the wall
And all about my dollars make me wanna holla
Drop an album sell a million give a fuck about tomorrow
I know it's gettin'
if you see us passing by
On some dreary rainy day
Take a look at the young boy
And his naked asshole
and sirens
Niggas open fire
Buncha Thug Life niggas on the rise
Until I die
Ask me why I'm a Boss Player gettin' high
And when I'm rollin' by
Niggas Can't C Me
I can talk about awards
Fuck the fantasies, yo I got all four
And 2001'll be mine, by law
Why name the Greatest Of All Times?
Because for fifteen
why you tryin' to debate
I'm in a light green laid back mirror glass tinted
You better keep yo' day job you'll never be in it

Who them girlz? Fuck them
a gun, will I agree to shut him down
Cause I ain't tryin to get shot by no mothafuckin fuck
A nerd by day done had to many drinks and all a sudden crunk
watching as the world goes by
'Cause they don't give a fuck about us

Now if I choose to ride, thuggin' till the day I die
They don't give a fuck about
wanted molly, thought they wanted drank
Fuck them niggas, now they wanna hear a country nigga rap
Five albums in, I swear a country nigga snap
Thought they
And shunned by society. In 1979 he released a double album called
"Plans For Suicide," announced his retirement, and hasan't performed in
Public since he's now
there's whites, separated by the green
After five hundred years, think we play for the same team
Smokescreen, make the president a black guy
It ain't no
while I'm gettin' high
I'm watchin' as the world goes by
‘Cause they don't give a fuck about us
If I choose to ride, thuggin' 'til the day I die
the early day
Constant chill deep inside
Shouting gun, on they run through the endless grey
On they fight, are they right, yes, by who's to say?
count cash for a livin` (beotch, BEOTCH!) 


Now, there was a cool little old fuck
Smoked a little broccelius then we stopped by the burrito
I opened and read it, it said we're in trouble
It said "go green!" what's that mean?
Bought a hybrid hummer to save gasoline
Went to live earth
The chains on my neck, I might get arthritis
Yrn Tha Album first album going diamond, got my mama a Benz
Just to show her I'm grinding
floss mode
Tha life of a Boss Playa
Fuck what ya thought tho'
My enemies deceased
Die like a bitch
When my album hit tha streetz
Niggas Can't see Me
So I forgot something man
I forgot how many people in here have the "And justice for all" album
Yeah, you're right
I counted and I was a few off man,
of these cops
Tired of these judges, tired of the rules
Waitin' til the day to tell 'em all, ?Fuck you?

Playin' two, 'cause it ain't enough
Got the boyz in
kiss my ass!

I wanted a album so rugged nobody could touch it
Spend a million a track and went over my budget (Oh shit!)
Now how in the fuck am I
pumped on my block, you won't get no sales 
When ya CEO know you can't fuck wit I 
I make a million by June 
I'm saying fuck July 
And I beg you to try
broad in Tahiti, big ass green bikini
I don't spit on tracks, I throw up on em like bulimic
Pardon, my High Tyme album a problem

Wait! Fuck that bitch
a gritty fiend for, 
Money, power, respect, get it by any means uh,
New Yorker, slick talker, walk like a brick flipper,
Decimal doctor, multiply to get
One day there's gonna be no more pain
I wish this pain, would go away

I'm tellin' you man
Now don't let these motherfuckers fuck your shit up God