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Albums:

Louis & Luis: Louis Armstrong and Luis Russell 1929-1941 (Louis Armstrong) · Spine (Cordelia's Dad) · Spine of God (Monster Magnet) · Spine of God [Bonus Track] (Monster Magnet) · Hatebreeder [Bonus Track] [Spine] (Children of Bodom) · The Spine (They Might Be Giants) · The Spine (They Might Be Giants) · Spine (Cordelia's Dad) · Spine of God [Bonus Track] (Monster Magnet) · Caroline's Spine (Caroline's Spine) – and 90 other albums »


So does the ink dry out
So does the singing mouth get sung up
So does the new headline no longer reach the town
So does the rosy fire
booshie
Body like a centerfold, Boy look at that booty
My ink got her gone, Wanting to know who tattoos me
Head game right, Just said she'd like to ride
and 2's 
By the best djs, hey 
Time was kinda tight 

But still i dotted on the line 
And some expected me 
To start buhlooning in the mind 
Seein'
y'all don't stop me
See a stampede of fake cats
Runnin from bill cosby
What does he gotta do wit you doin you?
Y'all know what?
Dj lord gimme that cut
part of half the worlds crime
Runaway child blown by an old land mine
Little ones workin' in diamond mines

So cats can say whats hers and whats mine
retirement
Me better for the environment
You better think, me better ink
Get her any wetter than a sink, brother let her drink

(Chorus)

[Verse Three: Jise
[DJ Clue]
Yeah, the world famous DJ Clue
Desert Storm
Jump off Joe Buddens, on top
This go out to all my niggaz
You ain't gotta chain, but you got
spine and throw em out by the lili pads and wait for a hit on my line. Cause this rap shit makes me wanna catch niggas like catfish, chop em up into
Yeah the world famous DJ Clue desert storm
Jump off Joe Buddens on top
This go out to all my niggas
You ain't gotta chain but you got a
Mean
by a different bunch hot little girls
Speed it up, and let a real niggas see what ya got lil' girl
Got lil' doe, got something to blow
You wanna get
essence
Living by this mission its hard to miss the blessings
Caressing the mic like a newlywed wife
Ink flows from my pen in hopes to truly shed light
Upon
good, you can't read or write
A bittin' kid that'll get twist if he front, no publicity stunt
His life flashes by his eyes quicker than Black History
lights, molly dreams, face down low
DJ screaming "last call", that liquor dark, that dick gone hard
With visions of her legs up in the air over your face
by a different bunch hot little girls
Speed it up, and let a real niggas see what ya got lil' girl
Got lil' doe, got something to blow
You wanna get