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begun, Todd
Never leave it 'til it's done, Todd

Be thy labor great or small Todd
Do it well or not at all, God
Big Mama, my blood is your blood
When
that G-T's pullin' up
Yeah, spaceship E.T's in the cut, yeah
Pop a bottle just to get my head right
Tell a doctor go and get my meds right
Monster, you
Monster, you know it wouldn't be proper
If we didn't return with a big rocket launcher

Massive attack, mm massive attack
Got the bomb bombs make
go, we go
I pass my April fools in monster may
I pass by so much bull I should say "ole!"
I got friends named raggedy Ann and Andy
Call my "bon
, and everything else will follow through

To Tyrell      (Just hold ya head)
To Cool K      (Just hold ya head)
My brother Kel (Just hold ya head)
Big Todd
a better man

So love me mother, and love me father, and love my sister as well

The cat's silhouette, as big as a monster,
In this concrete jungle, with
transparent and indigo.
Images of army snails down under the ocean, 
Fighting their way by eating up monster grass.
Wonder if they do or do not take any
Concentrate, and think about the words these monsters say
Moves that we make and the shit that we do
And soon you'll find yourself under
never ever had a drop of juice in New York
And now you go on tour and try to talk that talk
You try to act like you're a big man, but you're a big fag
did this, sucking on a big dick
What bitch? You better check the size, and recognize
When I'm between your thighs
Shit, I get hard from the sound
paul to the wall,
Chunk up tall, let the 4 screens fall,
Spider's crawl gon turn up that dial 
And make they heads all nod like a bobble head doll,
never did this, sucking on a big dick
What bitch? You better check the size, and recognize
When I'm between your thighs

Shit, I get hard from
by Nicki Minaj
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    by
illusion...?"

...Little by little an enormous creature appeared... at first a tentacle, then another - half a dozen!
An eldritch head showed dimly...
of wedding vows
She's a mother and a working woman
He sweats 9 to 5 with big dreams in his head
There's too much month at the end of the money
Wolf's
Rovers in Lamborghini's swimming pink bikinis, lingerie
Tryin' to knock her big ass by all bus lights on Fridays
If you're not a member of my drinking
skin to the tint of his sweatshirt
"Hey...when you play with the big boys, you get hurt!"
I used to suck my thumb while rubbing silk blankets across my
and blue
Two for every monster more deformed
By forced reform!

So here's we are again, living in the scene of the crime
So, how's it all look, are
So you motherfuckers thought I was gonna change my style?
	-  So what are you saying Todd?

To all you bitches, hoes, and all that shit
Here's
(intro)
Yo 
Bay area
You are now rockin
With big von and 50 cent
Owwwwwwwwwwwwww
Yo
Southside
Roll something smoke somethin nigga uh yea
I fall off
This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep
Some food for thought some food for death, go 'head and fuckin' eat
My father's dead well I
This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep
Some food for thought some food for death, go 'head and fuckin' eat
My father's dead well I
his mask
He kicked off his shoes and did the Monster Mash
Tommy came along, saw what was happenin'
His head began to bop and his foot start
Let me tell you story about. How some good old boys do it

Pack your bowl
Lets get stoned
As we head on down the road (As we head on down
[Big Boi] 
Yeah...ATLiens style on why'all a**

[K. Mike] 
DO OR DIE, AQUEMINI

[K. Mike] 
Killer Mike, Roc-A-Fella collaboration - holla!