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boy with the kamehameya
Keep a stick it go
Papapa
She gon give me slop in my new drop top
That lil boy too scared to come for us
No we ain't staying

life
So, I guess I should thank you
Put the last nail in his coffin, I'm grateful
Hidden enemies accidentally handin' me angels
Now I can see you from

the brain and then we movin'
Well, what you need from me, huh, shit I'm never losin'
Talk to me-e nice or do not talk to me at all
Already said that shit

take the blame for my faults but still I want A
Black Family
In a Black Community
To have Black nations Black Kings Need The Black Queens
And Visa Versa

(adlib) ah yea ah yea
I wish your kids could dance with you
I wish Nora could lay with you
I wish Danielle, Joyce, and Pop could spend one last day with

luggage
While I'm running on E
Don't forget uh
It was your dream job
Paying off Visa
Live out by the seaside
And It's all make believe
Until they seeing

sleep I pray the lord my soul he keep 
I been grinding for some weeks and I ain't yet to sew and reap
So that means by any means me and my niggas we gone

crederci te le inventi
Non ho timore di dire non ho vestiti Fendi
La mia pelle è già di marca gongolo
Nessuno dentro l'arca salvo me mica il mondo ho un

Nag Champa

J. Rocc

Thank You Jay Dee, Act 1 Mixed by J. Rocc

to hearin everyday, uh-ah
You know the dope-choppin, gun-poppin, homies dyin
I'm amongst it, save the war stories for Private Ryan, INI

I wanna get into it

just give me the wheel I ain't Crashing
I rock blasé and OTY fashion
If you ain't number one
Then you last then
In her guts
While my music be blasting

They low key just wanting to leave streets forget beef cuz Christ saves can you hear me Now
Since old age propane flow got them cocaine dosed doused in

mad, I'm the type to forget why
I'm the type to do some humble shit and never tell about it
Me and you got differnet standards when it come to getting by

I know someone else
Probably ruined love for You
I can understand
Cuz it's happened to me to
Left it in my past
So my present unto you
Is a future

o ma dara)

Verse 2
Its been a crazy year, really crazy
I for loose my mind but He saved me
All ive come to say Baba e se  ese eh,
Mo wa dupe e temi

of me I give
I lose the ‘me’ I never had
Cuz my feelings keep me clouded
Always screaming always mad
Blaming why I’m broken on my current
On my last
Never

buss it for the clout 
Soon as I hit it she getting right out (oouu)
Sorry Luh baby I can't save ah H*e
I have no feelings my heart done got cold 
Seen

T.M.E.
BlaQ Tiger Fist
Aim for excellence
During the feudal era of Hip-Hop
Multiple verbal martial-art styles have been created
Breath, work, learn,

N 2 Gether Now

David Davidson

The String Quartet Tribute to Limp Bizkit: Break Stuff

2004

a million the last time I checked it
Thank God, I'm blessed with a mind that'll wreck it
Wait until the second round and knock 'em out

They call me Big

fe cure dem

one is rudeboy named r u d e woe
Rootboy I am a rootboy r double yo t woe
one is rudeboy named r u d e
Songtexte and if dem gun make well

[ PRODUCED BY ANG'GEON EMETREA ]

Ang'Geon Emetrea

INTRO:

Yeah, Ang'Geon "Double G", ugh
E Equals MC
Don't you know, US: TheFolks?
Let's go, ugh,

at this, bro
Never need to pay to dance., we're making the disco
We and our plans, hardcore meeting kill zone
PWD over the knee defining my best soul
Save

Last year I almost signed with epic
Brooklyn said no way
Called the money bae
Get up off me bitch, give me space
If you fuck with ghost and Oozi Bruh
You

for junction 
Meet me for junction 

Ghetto yut... hear mi now

Hook: Kor ni bokor 
            Kor ni bokor 
            Kor ni bokor 
            Kor

that they made for us

In a rut 
Came from crypt king tut
Smoke inhale exhale don't cough
Don't interrupt we just wanna make big bucks
Freak you right