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again, heard the news diamond vein
Had to split no room to swing, Sun City wanted him to sing
Easy to see no unity, masses ruled by minority
When these
again, heard the news diamond vein
Had to split no room to siwing, Sun City wanted him to sing
Easy to see no unity, masses ruled by minority
When these
a hundred-dollar bill, but still
I'm bankin', I can't wait to see Stacey
It's gettin' hot, so I turned on the A/C
I seen this girl in a tight-fittin' mini
She looks
start this rhyme again
How many words can I find that rhyme
And still keep in mind every lyric must come out on time
Not many but I have plenty
Scott
was hustling in front of that called the police on
Me when I was just trying to make some money to feed my daughter
And all the niggas in the struggle,
was hustling in front of that called the police on
Me when I was just trying to make some money to feed my daughter
And all the niggas in the struggle,
I work down at Ashbury Hill
Minimum wage, but it pays the bills
Cleanin' floors and leadin' hymns on Sunday
Catherine Davis, room 3-0-3
Sweetest soul
sometimes fought
A young nigga in the ghetto
With plenty of dreams
Surrounded by the police
And many of fiends
At 13 started mobbin'
14 started robbin'
It's
Once upon a time in the land of plenty
The land of lawyers, guns and money
A funny little thing we all call greed
Brought my hometown down to its
a pen in my hand
And a, pad in my lap, didn't matter in fact
Me and my momma lived in one room, and what's badder than that
Was a young man forced
Chia Pet
MeMaw was flung 'cross the room by her hair
By her sister Ethel who never fought fair

Let's get ready to tumble!!!!!!!

The children all
was hustling in front of that called the police on
Me when I was just trying to make some money to feed my daughter
And all the niggas in
was hustling in front of that called the police on
Me when I was just trying to make some money to feed my daughter
And all the niggas in
He was just an old country doctor 
In a little Kentucky town
Fame and fortune had passed him by
But we never saw him frown
As day by day in his
was hustling in front of that called the police on
Me when I was just trying to make some money to feed my daughter
And all the niggas in
was hustling in front of that called the police on
Me when I was just trying to make some money to feed my daughter
And all the niggas in
He was just and old country doctor in a small Georgia town
Fame and fortune had passed him by but we never saw him frown
As day by day in his kindly
get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, deeper, deeper
Into the rhyme

Chillin' in the corner at the shelter all by myself
Checkin it out
right
All right, right, right, right, it's all right

[Bizzy Bone]
Been in a good fight, street wars and bar room brawls
And the arguments with the family
zooms and wam wams, wam wams and zoom zooms
Every other week I'm in the visiting room
Domino's and pinochle, talking hella shit
? reposing, taking
II lunchbox with bills in it
And I'll scrape by.

I have seen this on some episode
Of Maude, Fish, Chips, or the White Shadow
Rerun in my mind
and no gas and much backed up rent
No hot water or heat, and invaded by plenty rats
That'll eat up the average alleycat
He said yeeahhhh boyyyeee,
This is Minister Metal Foot, treat a pedal like an earwig
And cook off by applyin' the same logic to the gearshift
Bird off prey circle, serf homes
start this rhyme again
How many words can I find that rhyme
And still keep in mind every lyric must come out on time
Not many but I have plenty
Scott
was hustling in front of that called the police on
Me when I was just trying to make some money to feed my daughter
And all the niggas in