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För Sent För Edelweiss (Håkan Hellström) · Knots (Mac McAnally) · Knots (Mac McAnally) · World Is Bound by Secret Knots (Noe Venable) · Forget Me Knots (Heathers) · Knots (Lisa Hannigan) · Live För Dig (Lars Winnerbäck) · Ett Slag För Dig (Tomas Andersson Wij) · Känn Ingen Sorg för Mig Göteborg (Håkan Hellström) · Jag Är Inte Rädd För Mörkret (Kent) – and 90 other albums »


played the role, what for?
This here disc, hear us raw
Can't fake it anymore
Check it out: You now witness the scenes
2nd release, Expansion Team
Shit
For Fears, you know
Shout Shout let it all out, just for my peers
And pupils who feel like it's time to unwind
Like December 31
they done locked up my folks
Low blow, hit me in the left ventricle
We won't be able to ride out till two thousand fo'

But not for long 'cause we
and I worked my way up by hard
Work. I ain't never got nowhere yet but I got there by
Hard work.

Work of the hardest kind. I been down and I been out
wallet the picture has faded green
But it holds your heart tied in a knot by some tethered dream
   
You can call it your poor misfortune
Call it
Pulled out a knot and conjured up a dice game
Lucky looked at Mikey and he said with a smile
Where's the silly rabbit I ain't seen him in a while
Mikey
And when it comes to girls
And cops I can't get played
Fly girls that
Used to ignore me
I pull up
And let the car speak for me
(beep beep)
Enough said
Better
I was staring a hole through CMT
Watchin' everybody else who'd been waitin' for me
I thought by now I'd been a household name
After all I had, if
my community
I took my homies out the hood now they got jobs
Cause it's more to life then dodgin' cop cars
I played the block hard,now I play
the Ford!"
The same cat won the "Most Pimped Out" church van award
And though I've never seen guns
I did see a guy pull out a knot and start speaking in
They said I rap like a robot, so call me Rapbot

But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes
I got a laptop in my back pocket
My pen'll go
They said I rap like a robot, so call me Rapbot

But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes
I got a laptop in my back pocket
My pen'll go
Miyag' never did dip for Dove 
Bootleggers my legs and, grit about a hug 
And who gets the Motts, I knots by the chance 
I rain-dance I rain-dance 
But
Out smoke him, not really, nope
Peeps promote me coast to coast
Eat bacon eggs and love french toast
Peeps give me good indo
Don't you ever take me for
but I'm takin' fear for granted (x2)

Verse 2:
Upstate, devil hated, virgin breakage
They played up cool with that mule and the 40 acres
They'll
Woo woo woo woo woo
Keys they goin' in the trunk
Woo woo woo woo woo
Fiends they don't give a uh

October 31st I was standing by the sour
These
gettin' on
And looking out for number one

Is all we got in common
With business, home, family
Are we ever all that we could be?
Trading in our
Motherfuckers out there can't phade me
And bitches out there don't phase me
I take it blow for blow, a hoe is a hoe
A bitch is a bitch is a (Bitch) so
Fuck
book
Thanks to my flows now you'll be more than good if you pay for my verses
With punchlines you'll be K.O. backwards if you buy my hooks
Okay you might
a name, and some clout
And put down a lick, by shootiing his boss in his mouth
He stole his money, hid the body when he covered it
Peepin for his part,
out with my knot like I hit a strong draw
Knew I was about to blow, got ready and was stackin'
I like serial with my thug passion, Known for my fashion
damn, that punchline delivers
Hold up wait a minute, moment of silence
Hm, fuck it
Let's get back to wylin'
Blood on your Timbs, shoot shoot
Blood
by chance
Now that these records are made
Tell me what it's like for you when you hear the record played?
Hm - dynamic, like one gigantic planet
The average, the best, the epitome
Anyone who holds rank of an MC
Will be slurped like the drink through a straw
So get the punchline, I'm down by law
Two are's
Motherfuckers out there can't phade me
And bitches out there don't phase me
I take it blow for blow, a hoe is a hoe
A bitch is a bitch is a (Bitch) so
Fuck