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alright
But of course I wasn't about to just give up my son
So I did exactly what I thought should be done
I worked my ass off and I saved every cent
I sold

Poison, solid nigga, he just got trapped off in the system
Caught a body, stabbed a nigga, three life sentences, still fake friend 'em
Penny pose how I

off your feet you bitch

(Those fuckers Stew just stole my shit)

You boys better take a seat 'cause
Stew gang gonna

Sweep you off your feet you bitch

A softie underneath
Trying to get back on my feet
Was born to lose but watch me as I shake off my defeat
I’m sure my kinda energy
Can fill a certain niche

falls apart just to come together
All that s**t that that ain’t work out
It was for better
The rain washed dead weight out
Gotta thank the weather
It was

Then they blew off his head while he was still in the car
Shot down like a dog in broad daylight
Was a matter of timing and the timing was right
You

Kill me just cause' he ain't 3
No promise if I catch him
I'ma stretch him from his ear to feet
223, it's better his direction than a DOC
? with GOD
Amen,

I'm 'bout to throw this nigga over the ledge
Bruce Willis in Sixth Sense, he don't know that he dead
Could let him find out for himself, or I could

know was get out and get it
I stay on the grind all night â¬"til my feet go numb
Blowinâ¬" moâ¬" weed than Cheech & Chong
Livinâ¬" by the motto: To each

me confused
I never could lose and never will
Aside from any guy
I slay with swords my dead lords
Are so so many guys i make you cry
Angry bullets from

by)
Walk down, curb side, head shot (yeah)
I'm thinkin' big racks (big racks)
Sawed off, chest shot, Mad Max
I'm smokin' big dope, I don't need

Step back kids
You better step up your practise
You're trapped
Sit back 'n' learn how to rap bitch
Big words to begin with
Interesting intentions

This How We Eat

Too Short

Chase the Cat [Clean]

2001

get laid
Stayin' soft with a hoe getchu crossed by a hoe
I break a bitch down then I'm off with the dough

I'm so hungry, I can't wait to eat
I ride

down every inch of this brown stone
Fourteen days go by, I'm better on my feet
Keeping busy, let my vices take the lead
Never thought you'd be the one

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

versions of Feeding of the 5000
By jerks whose only fuck off to the system has been one off the wrist?
It's the Feeding of the 5 Knuckle Shuffle.

*
If

U.S. Soldier Boy

Three 6 Mafia

Phinally Phamous

2004

[Verse 3-Lil Wyte:]
With bullets wizzin by, children dyin every 36 seconds
It makes it uncomfortable for me to even respect this
With this focused brain

Gotta put u into my list
Then Tick you off it
No more smiles in a dead mans coffin
Better keep going with the logic
Going Bipolar
High  power
F3 and I

Flipmode Squad Meets Def Squad

Redman

The Coming

1996

the yappin, be true to it, do it
Steady scream about your East and your West side
But you ain't in it when it comes to the homicide
Niggaz better get up off

two, three
I see a nigga, finna' whack him off his feet
Niggas thinkin', this shit a game
All you niggas in the courts, this is lame
Oh y'all talkin'

my niggas like three straps
Aiming at the feet
Then raise the 223s
All the way to the kneecaps
Slugs in the stomach
Lift it to his face
Switch to 308s

better take side with young money, Cash Money
You'll get left in your ride crash dummy
I'll be around when the times get ugly
When the wheels fall off

Brandon Miller
Yeah
Giving straps to killers
In the red with the dead
I'm a walking thriller
Keep the hammer by my side
Bitch I'm bob the builder
Heavy

and time
Never grounded by the streets

But

Blades spin like records do
Cut 'em off the pedestal
You meddle with metal
Better settle with how you dead

fought we wrought, and let's annoint'
Now you're bein persecuted by that universal court court court
Iron hell with the strong blend of rape and blend