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dont really give a fuck about homies
take you down one by one but you are dyin' slowly
fonies you know u gets no love
and if you yappin' and i catch you

threat so I approached him,
With due care..

"Ah Mr Pip" he said out loud,
"We've been awaiting you, my name is Elwood P. Dowd",
Now just what he meant by

with words (uh huh)
To even start a convo to get at her
Every other chick becomes a blur (blur)
Be my Mrs. i'll Be your Sir (Sir)
I love her the way she

T-shirt Weather in the Manor

Kano

Made in the Manor

2016

out
Forward some summers, I'm racing the latest Merc out, it worked out
'Cept Everton's not top, but we don't talk about it
Lee and Karys don't

What if I told you something's
Missing in my life
And when I look into your eyes
I could swear to God I found it
Pretty little
Pretty little brown

lectar
If you ain't real can't stand in my sector 
Can't take a joke get sprayed by the heckler
See a bad B on site I detect her
She a lil honey imma taste

to take a moment here to
Introduce some of the boys in the band
On the skins, Mr p-Bobby Brown here


Nice! Over on the keys
My man Turret
Designation

we got for the ninety-flow shot
I'm the, brown bomber droppin' verbal scuds 
I write rhymes while my momma peel the skin off the spuds (yeah)
This

Can I say faggot and still win a Grammy?
Can I rap about Jesus instead of these addys?
Do I have to be like these other satanic artists who have

Brown bottoms these some Gucci shoes no Christian Loubs
Trapped out her project spot too hot I Told that bitch to move
Sold four grams outta two zips

So all these whores know who the king

My color brown
I take ya crown
You cant do shit ill put you down

How you rolling shit so potent
Make a big man

look good
Bitch I look good
Bitch I look good
I keep me about 5, 10, 20, 50's, 100's that stay in my pocket
I got a brown, skinny, thick little bitty

Esco, i don't really give a fuck, fuck!
Mr. Stan and Kannon hit you with the one, two
Stan Lee chopper, with the Kung Fu
And Yeah my future bright, just

Got pricked by a needle hiding in a hay barrel
Hey Carol
Thank you for the cornbread
While your husband gone fishing
I could use some more head
Less is

Yea Mr can't stay away No wife no girl no kids no nothing but even thugs need love haha 

Shawty Iz a winner 
Im a ride wit her she gone ride wit me

Most my trials been clinical
Tribulations minuscule
Walked amongst these pinnacles
Came from out the minerals
You talk about bread
I'd rather discuss

House, I was ridin' shit like this is me
Pull up, you get shot up, ain't no Chris Brown at a meet and greet
I was with my ass about to clash, I think I

I'm firing up

cnd you about as scary as a new pup
Softer than a cherry in a fruit cup
I'll put a couple holes in that balloon ass ego
You aint regal

mongering news about Muslims and Jews
Brown people down south moving up in their pacts
Bringing drugs and guns and bombs strapped to their backs
They shout in

exists
We have to come together, assist instead of split
Mya Hall’s life lost as it was about to start
Black Lives Matter. US been getting dark.
Mr Perry,

Well, not really, I go cut class and shoot pool
Didn't graduate, got kicked out by Mr. Cho
Gettin' jumped... I was busy boxin' Danny Ho
And fuckin' with

F-A-P
Wit my man Ruck and my man Rock S-T
Jus' left my man brown nose
Now we gotta sack of the black for the shows
Clothes, ain't really nuthin to me

Time Frame

Insight

Blast Radius

radical folklore
Nixon resigned in 1974
About the same time James Brown was on the Flames Tour
US left Vietnam and made off three years before
Scratching

Warriorz

M.O.P.

Warriorz

2000

'em right here! in the middle of the street

Can see the rhythm beat and when I'm blazin' my heat
You know it ain't nothin' sweet
I'm betrayed by