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need
Heard the tongues of angels and the tongues of men
Wasn't any difference to me

Chilly wind sharp as a razor blade
House on fire, debts unpaid
the tongues of angels and the tongues of men, wasn't any
Difference to me

Chilly wind sharp as a razor blade, house on fire, debts unpaid
Gonna stand
Ah ah, I never saw so many people tonight 
I mean y'all all got it crowded up in here and that's good 
I'm glad that y'all givin' it up for him,
need
Heard the tongues of angels and the tongues of men
Wasn't any difference to me

Chilly wind sharp as a razor blade
House on fire, debts unpaid
need
Heard the tongues of angels and the tongues of men
Wasn't any difference to me

Chilly wind sharp as a razor blade
House on fire, debts unpaid
bloodline
I bleed concrete

And when I move, I move out with the raw
I move out with the squad
To his album we ride we so mob
I throw lives and lowest
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
Little more effects 
And I can't resist 
So we get funky in the house 
You know what I'm sayin'? 
L.L. Cool J style 
What? 
This ain't on a pop tip
Nightfall comes and the crickets scream
Deafened by the latest lotto ticket schemes
Cement lies and white picket dreams
The pain on his face is glistening
Little more effects 
And I can't resist 
So we get funky in the house 
You know what I'm sayin'? 
L.L. Cool J style 
What? 
This ain't on a pop tip
my building man, its the Carter
I'ma show y'all the ins the outs the ups the down, know what I'm talking bout
This is me fourth solo album baby, I came
like a dead body coming for its murderer
Shit, you seen Chino lately? You gotta see him
What you get to make an album, I get in one day's per diem
Go
So get your egg crashed, by my Hellz Wind Staff
While the feature broadcast is splashed to tell the news
Like Katie Chung, how the bullet collapsed
need
Heard the tongues of angels and the tongues of men
Wasn't any difference to me

Chilly wind sharp as a razor blade
House on fire, debts unpaid
house
To them niggaz down by the store
When niggaz say they like me
That's the same motherfuckers in the game that tried to shice me
Mama say boy you have
takin' subliminal

Cause they can't get what I got's
They want it so bad, four million dollar pad
And enough to retire off two albums, gone, wave ya' white
Yo, I bought that album man, it's wack man
I'm tellin you, I don't like it
I'ma be honest man
Honest?
I'm dead up, I'm serious
Serious?
I don't
This is your album, so that means you definitely got to get funky, so run it

[The D.O.C.]
Swinging, singing a brand new rap
On a rhythm concocted by
platinum nigga,
Two Bentleys,
One Lambo, and three houses later motherfucker, wassup!

[Verse 1]
Nah, this ain't no fucking Dre beat, I got this from
a quitter
Every three months my house would get raided
This muthaF__in album is the f!*?#in sh!*?, ain't it?
Hydroponic leaves, rollin up my sleeves
Throw
fore wall, necklace wearin' beard
You don't want this money till it's rich
Buy my album, coded by Dirty, set you free
Go against the grain, I got
like a dead body coming for its murderer
Shit, you seen Chino lately? You gotta see him
What you get to make an album, I get in one day's per diem
Go
Intro: 
What  what 
You over there Styles? 
Yeah dog 
Second album nigga  real L.O.X. 
Blaze 
We run the streets  y'all know who to bet (C'mon)
fore wall, necklace wearin' beard
You don't want this money till it's rich
Buy my album, coded by Dirty, set you free
Go against the grain, I got
I'm happily married with a house and three mistresses
Even with the beard I'm not as hairy as my sister is
Got a new Hummer, two Ferraris, and some