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say now
We can squabble up
Or get blowers nigga I bang it out
You talking be about my nigga
It ain't no changing now
You say u got a blower
Then pop out

or did the world get small
Now Mr. Bush is painting portraits of us all
Bang your head against a wall

I remember falling out of bed
I remember music in my

down
Shotgunning bleach - by the bottle
Mr. Clean erasing stains in the brothel
Spilling coffee on the rocks in the sauna
Asking Steve Austin if wants

control like Gappetto, paving roads never settle, streams of cash I got several, scooping broads in my vessel, we rollin tight like a pretzel, I’m Mr. Big

Yea yea
Big racks
I am Mr Racks the album
I just pullin up in a mudufuckin 'Rari
Twelve chains on me i aint even saying sorry
All the bitches love me

all was there when they new that I was mad up 

And big up all my brothers in the system riding bang up
A proper bunch of nutters but I swear there

Charlie Black, the baddest brother ever to rap
By the time I'm done, I'll have your bitch on my lap
And we go do that there, like a private affair 
Large

on deloreans when we going in
Big fish to go get fried like worldwide with hope in him
Notice we the chosen, broken molded by the king
Royalty inside my veins

up for you even though I ain't have to.
And, and I paid my due's so we play by my rules. 
Nigga you gon' die soon if you fuck up my tune.
Don't trust

Ain't no cheese, get a stack, don't step and be stacked, don't walk down
Got a thousand dollars in my cash, bang it out
Yo, D-T-E-D-A-Y
I slide

line, tell me about a stain
Fake cook, lil boss, he was left in that rain
By the end of this summer, y'all gon' know my name
Mr. Get em gone, get a nigga

and gone i be fresh to death cause i puts it on
I puts it on yea i rep my city big dog you hello kitty like k slick mr rapper man i got a mean flow im nice

the onyx star
Blew your shot Uncle Tom now I'm really gone 
5th round only time big V's calm
Molly pebble got me hot mr burns
5th sacks go there blow a leg

yeah
24/7
All bout a bag yeah
I ain't gotta brag yeah
24/7

I'm Mr. RunItUp
I'ma thumb it up
I go dumb enough
Ain't wit that basic shit
Cuz it ain't fun

actin' prego
'Gustus gloop, runnin' up numbers, that's queso
Arlo's big idea, drop out school, join the bang bros

High up in the sky like an eagle, I'm


Dreaming in the windstorm 

I set the bar high so I win more

Whole kit and kaboodle, kitchen sink

Big boss, red bird, Mr. Bobolink

Every ventricle form

really high
I been really fly
Bitches always gonna lie
Keep a blunt rolled by my side
Fuck yo baby mama right
Cause my bitch been acting up
Fucking pussy

shooting at no homes
We ain't by the fox, but I did put some money on his dome

I'm the realest nigga in this shit
Ho ain't no clone, bitch
Say she don't

It tells the story of the Israelites' departure from Egypt
Led by Moses, known as The Exodus
In modern times, it is often best to leave certain

hand her a hunnid (What's that)
That's not enough to get a
Bra outta Banana Republic (Broke nigga)

Say, big nuts and a bigger heart
You a scrub in these

will twist ya
Cap back backwards and roll a few Backwoods
I said ohh motherfuckers don’t know the name
Mr. Chainsmoka and you’re here to change the game

shit world wide
I felt it when Wass died
Ma' was only 22 when daddy he got 25
And if they don't listen
You’ll have to feel me
Big dawg gotta eat they’ll

With a big bag of green
And the beats all night

Yeah I'm a man
Of many talents
Try to push and I will
Always keep my balance
Good vibes yeah
We drink it

Paddy McGinty's Goat

Val Doonican

Very Best of Val Doonican [Universal]

2008

some dynamite
A big box of matches he swallowed all serene
And out he went and swallowed up a quarter paraffin

He sat by the fireside, he didn't