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Meanwhile I'm gettin' taken to the county for receive
There's a news flash on the holdin' cell TV
Boston bombed by a terrorist at a marathon
8 Year old killed

up by 6am
up by 6am

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Country Roads Collection

1997

This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the It's About Time album, and has also been released on the Country Classics album

Gestern an der Gallus heute
In den Charts auch
Wenn mein Album nicht Gold geht Chab
Deutscher Rap ist am Arsch
Und richtig Blamage dein
Rap ist Fiat

a bunch of bitches who can handle business, never trippin' when I go places
Double doses keep 'em by the pair
Poker face make ya fold ya aces
Black Bottles

need and can't afford
We shall take by force
Lightning battles and fruit salad
Pineapple surprise
Gripes
And whorish eyes
Camels ride
Questions rise

Geeked, sleep
Neat, freak
We on that gang shit
Meet the 3
I do this shit by myself
Quarantine
Off the meds
Perky, lean
Weed, lean
Yeah that’s all I

your hoe, I'm knocking it down
Bands for a show, I'm skipping through towns
This drip cost, get that shit by the pound
She got a top, she's taking it off

in tha Knight like I'm sir Lancelot
Almost lost it all, by a landslide
Down lil chick, foreva gon ride
By any means getting it Bonnie Clyde 
My enemies

light,
Wishingfor new joints to go

Friends I’ve seen vanquished by booze
Others by smack and by pride
None had a dime left on their pockets
But all had

a skillet 
This is one of the trillest
Most illest
I know u fell this
Straight from the kitchen 
I rather die than to be snitching 
Ask the fenes what I'm

I'm gon do by myself 
Me and yung kir don't need nobody else
Shoot from long range but don't call me no steph
He bleeding out better check on his health

blinded by seeing em glow
Quick to plan, but taking things slow
I was a jit, but look at me grow
Oh that's your hoe? she fucked on the bro
Playing it cool,

only one of me I'm drastically different
How can you not see the difference
Gotta go get it
Like I'm TI in 2012
This beats on a skillet
My lyrics giving

my pocket I be lumping a sum
Think my niggas in a band by the way that they drum


Imma keep it str8 to the point only rollin up a wood heard you

billie jean
Cobain smelt teen spirit
Type of music that give people chills
When they hear it
This that type of hot
Like when the eye touch a skillet
Those

afterwards, post partum
These streets grisly, bare with us
That's that cold play
Man, stick a spoon in your dog
Now they Yoplait
Thе way I skillet crews

to save it
When you older I explain it
These niggas ain't really wavy
They copy and follow trends
I ain't have 50 cent
Now I'm hated by many men
Hot boxes

up it's smoking up in the booth spitting
Like bacon on a skillet that yo bitch make for me
With some eggs and a biscuit after I'm done killing
Only up

on the tube
I have everything to lose
And I wouldn't jeopardize it for a b**** n**** View
You niggas ain't solid I can tell by how you move
I'm a whole fucking

Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmmm
Mmm, mmm, mmm
Yeah, I've seen a lot of snakes
Surrounded by evil
My mind had to change
No I had to evolve
Yeah, you gotta change

a mona lisa
Now I'm frying' up the plantains in The skillet like I'm from costa rica
My friends would call me
Chef Brew like I'm so
Pleased ta meetcha'

thighs
If you run up then I bet that you die
Grab a backwood then I roll up yo guys (ayee)
I got a fetish for chasing my loot I got a skillet I'm cooking

a fine fucking wine
Slowly you will be devoured piece by piece
Until the day that you fucking decease
Touching your skin with Blades
Licking your blood