Search results for 'pack up your sins and go to the devil song from the music box revue by irving berlin'

turn it up, that's really how you work the V
Your stash ain't never dry if you getting your work from me
We do this shit perfectly, we're enough

your housing
Yeah, it's raw lingo when the king go
Dutch link, nuts big as shit
Taste the rainbow (Ayo, yo)
Put your paper up and threaten shit
Or tie

has a chance to move
Catches him by the neck the end of the rope
Of which the PHANTOM has let go
Remains magically suspended in mid-air)

Order your

NIGGA
W.O.H.
I thought I told ya
I thought I told ya
We Out Here NIGGA

Fuck your feelings
No one cares about'em
Raising up the ceiling
From the very

up like Play-Doh
Here's a shovel, rest in peace, let all your music lay low
Prolific sent my career here, engraved on your gravestone

Sold a couple

doh, 
wait, give me a beat from eight-oh
wait happened to your lips, 
you can't prove your telling the truth, 
you can't hurry beauty like you can't

Long Awaited

Lootpack

Soundpieces: Da Antidote!

1999

Make it rain, when it pours we flood, cover your system 
Intuitive, straight up, avoided you by instinct 
You could take cover, dodge radar detection

my roll and tell you
All a story of creation
This is well before I rose
From Hell and
Travelled up to Haven
Way before that little Rose had
Found

Long Awaited

Lootpack

R2K Version 1.0

1999

Make it rain, when it pours we flood, cover your system 
Intuitive, straight up, avoided you by instinct 
You could take cover, dodge radar detection