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ass back
Oh she might snap
Smack her ass tell her that she Strapped
Oh she like that
Diamond set by Tiffany's
She get wett as Venice Beach
Freak in

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

you some bread for that butter
Talkin' that shit till' I smack it right outta' you, shit, who'd have known I'd be good as a plumber
Nigga Mommy

God chosen, son, we just sip from the Nile
Gold plated dinner dishes, fresh slice of fresh papaya
Pulled by the scrolls, read the Book of Obadiah
Smack

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Dilated Peoples

Directors of Photography [LP]

2014

something like this
Local dime bags from some dirty nickel dime slicks
Dice shook with shady hands, why gamble that risk?
Dealing feces go, go examine that

A list
Back up in the club again
Filling up my cup again
So sorry yo crew is bums
God bless you you stuck with them
Dirty like that Flint water
Wanna run

me mad I'm might really expose ya
Talk about things that can smack your composure
But I'm Merciful (Hahaha)
It's just a waste of bars to go and murder

of Henny drink it and THROW IT UP
If you wanna flow wit us first step is THROW IT UP
I'm that dirty south mack daddy rollin in a black caddy
Prophet

I'm from the underground that mean I'm out of control
A old dirty bastard your shawty she callin' me snow
Say i'm cold cause I don’t pick her calls

prolly not a fact
Devil smack you in your face, demons like Malcom
And you stuck in the middle, why that gotta be the outcome
North Star arrival, and I

If I see Demal, I'ma smack his corny ass
Shoot with quick draw, see my bullets soaring fast
I might withdrawal if I don't pour this Act
When I hit

Stanley Kubrick

R.A. the Rugged Man

Soundbombing, Vol. 2 [Clean]

1999

Yo, yo, reverb
Boom-ba-doom, yo, feel that bassline cat
Yo, yo, reverb
Boom-ba-doom, yo, feel that bassline cat
Yo, yo, reverb
Boom-ba-doom, yo,

the back
Got that all white snow ball dripping in by the AC 
Neck full of diamonds got me dripping off  the AP
All my bitches bad got some bitches up in KC

of the whole country
I talk that shit cause I could back it up
Rap it up
If you can't rap before I smack you up
Yup, your bitch come told me to snatch her up
But

a thousand divided by ten
Not playing no game but I still gotta win
I Pray to the lord cause I know that I sin
Only ones that I trust are my dogs and my kin
If

the blicky is dirty
Two shooters by the door and they grippin' the thirty
That's why they both got fifty pointers like Mitchell and Murry (ha)
Thought he

noggin
And I'm loved by few and hated by many but I gotta let the truth be told
Don't mess with Texas these streets is restless
These niggas will buss yo

Seven

Shabaam Sahdeeq

The Underground Railroad

2000

Son of a dirty monkey the thug grabs abusive
Whore and a smack before I rock toothless
Ambesin, Lake and palm is bad medicine
With brakes for hands

leave it offset yea
I Pop me a perc n I fuck the animals oou
Eat the pussy like a cannibal do
Mesmerized by the way that yu move
Lil mama exquisite
I'm

times you got dropped
I'm cut throat when any track runs, I smack none's
It's the rough method that makes Muslims run and pack guns
I'm volcanic,

Brainwash

Nicole C. Mullen

A Dream to Believe In, Vol. 2

2008

of my mind ~ All that I've done wrong ~ Re-play and rewind ~ How can I erase it forever this time *
Smack dab in the pit of my soul ~ This guilty

The back and forth is unnecessary
In the end we just keep going back
I love you has lost it's meaning
Your only into the love that doesn't last

pop
Ripping niggas, we gone drag him by his locs
I'm on top
I'm on top, I ain't gone stop
He gone have to use that keyboard, when I see him, it's no

trap that track
Got miles on the shoe imma flash by flash
Take care of the blind gotta hit that fact
Bleed blue anywhere with the south-side swag
Rap