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all that shit back in the day
It's total, total lack of self-respect on his part man

[Verse 1]
Surrounded by all these little piggies
Round a pool

a century long sixteen years
Since we lifted Sam up by the big ears 
As the foreman wrapped upon the door
I swore I wouldn't drink for sixteen more

His face

on by this big tall guy
I saw her tell him in no uncertain terms
Get outta my face or you gonna get burned
He walked off like a hang-dog, tail between his

watch the master catch wreck

Let's do this x4

It’s never enough
I rip mics with a delicate touch and when that elephant-
Bust into the room and consume

of plants,
they try to kill me.
While I'm takin' a pee, in the middle of my yard,
I got stung by a bee on my anus; now I'm starved!
I can't even walk, or talk,

what
Hell yeh I party, So What Fuck everybody, So What
They saying that Im going way too hard, I tell them so what
Bitch I tell them So What

By the end

shakin'
This jawn goin' on platforms
Like Dish Nation
'Cause dawg stole my bars on a big station
(What?) he was next to Flex acting
Likе he catching wreck

it down
Drop that thang down to the ground
Make it clap; gon' make a sound
If it don't, stop playin' 'round 

Make room for the queen B
Cuz everybody

call the cops
Why y'all niggas worried about my voice in my damn room
Just like Jokic, pack them up and send they ass to Cancun
Dropping every chance I

feel like I’m missing a big part 
I feel like the wreck took it out my big heart
now I’m super chilling in room 
writing on these lofi tunes 
music only

room americas great
Pop another brother dead man, free state
Sent your mum a text on my iPhone 8
This is what she wrote back the very next day

Hey big

Well, I've been in some bars
Where they serve it in big silver
Goblets and pewter and brass
And I've been in some joints
Where they serve it in paper

The Message

Melle Mel & the Furious 5

Sugarhill Story, Vol. 2

1989

It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under

Broken glass everywhere
People pissin' on the stairs, you know they

clear the room?
Oh
Fuck a day job, I found my true position
Cash flow, we making money moves, yeah, it's big decisions
It's Mr. Telephone Man, this is

judged by the jury I fervently hatch plots
Cast rocks like they never had a bad thought
Smashed all the glass jaws
Of these curious georges who search me

vanilla
Girl sweet like chocolate wid an hour glass figure
One night wid the kid and she walk out doing thriller
Bitch please dont forget in this game im

Expansive six-room mansion taken by the government
Making Manson moves big guns I'm loving it
Suckers hit I'm dubbin it
Clubber lang clubbing it

'cause
They help me think (Help me think)
Yeah, Big Boss 4 walk in the room
Watch that nigga shrink (Watch he shrink)
I up score, I don't care what he

Freestyle

The Dove Shack

This Is the Shack

1995

2 Scoops-

Yeah, my mind get complex like sex
nigga Scoop is on the microphone and I gets wrecked
can I wreck this, from Long Beach to Texas
I be

Every Sip

LL Cool J

The DEFinition

2004

hopeless (uh)
Cause your persistence overpowers me
I know you rollin' out with me

I was stayin' at the Shore Club, leanin' in the red room
Seen this

Brown Paper Bag [Bonus Track]

Birdman

Like Father, Like Son [Bonus CD] [Clean]

2006

work the glass
Hard on 'em pimp yeah I work the task
And when they came in we unpacked 'em all
Broke 'em all down and unwrapped 'em all
Just two

My biggest fear is idle time
Easy to jog the mind when you let it run
Down memory lane
Pondering by the pond
Was just a pawn
When pennies for

in a Benzo
North side where the bands go
Couple places that I can't go
Hotel room layin low
Night show when the day go
Petty ho I'd let it go pain in

a face of glass
Is opened, closed
Opened again
As shouting voices
Spouting off their big plans
Acting out the day's events
Like a sidewalk show in a big