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Packing bodies now you're loaded
12 would never decode it
Live life like I'm coping
But I'm dropping bodies by the ocean
You can never be Pac just
Fake

Ayy, hangin' out that ride, I'm tryna catch a kill
My opp woofin' me outside, he must not wanna live
Smokin' dope, I'm high as hell, my bro, D off

geeked
Can't show no emotions chrome hearts on my sleeves
Feel like Chris Paul I've been fucking bad hoes by the three
Everybody shines together I feel

lines like clothes drying
They saying how dope I am so listen and go by it
Flex

hold me
Cuz i lean on the rock
But you know im not a dope fiend
Tried weed tried codeine
Tried sex and pills and games and still I

Sat back in the nose

the repetitions
Training sweating watch how I'ma glisten
Boy I'm dope you oughta take a listen
All these other niggas spitting fiction
Rap is full of bitches like

the trickster
And put a list of bro and sister to life that never cease to
Live forever now we taking off 737 no we Boeing
Steady smashing opposition pins like we

dope
Or finding out they made it up to feel like the Goat
To me its all art form to others its payroll
Steve Rogers don't trade lives so why would I

irrefutably dope
I usually cope, by stroking my beard
Some oil and a brush man you get the idea
Yeah! I'm a creature of habit
Unleasher of heat over beats in

yankees and the mets
3 salaries for rent Or nose candy by the steps
Not ya average savage like randy for the checks
I gets viciouse like sid if its ta get

Benz
They'a pierce ya door and hit ya lady friend
That Street shit I really live it
Dem home invasions I really did it
Dem old heads them niggas know me

lives inside my head so there's no where to hide
They want my soul to die so they can come alive
Possess my body, so everybody can realize 

[Chorus 2x]

the dope dick all the bad bitches talk about
She feel my nose ring, when I eat it, I'ma turn her out
Already know my figures, OHB the pussy killers
With

with a nose bleeds, dope fiend
Shadows in hotel lobbies tryna come get me
51/50 you don't fucking know me
The G.O.D junkie under them streetlights
Noose

The Great Brain Robbery

Skyclad

Death Is Just the Beginning, Vol. 6

2000

Why do you still refuse to see,
This vast global conspiracy,
That's infiltrating lives and homes?
(A race replaced by servile drones).

Chips

fight
Black boy, black belt
Back, uh, street switch red ale, red brews
Red nose, pit bulls red flag, blue flag
Red lights, blue lights
Green light, yellow

his money, one goal in mind
To go down to a performance and see this live
It took eight long months to raise these funds
But the excitement was immense

Who's the Man

ABN

It Is What It Is

2008

arrested again I won't get a B - O - N - D
I'd rather die then live life in the Penitentary
But these days you gotta be strapped
Even when I'm at home I

still don't know how this guy never got busted
For being so incredibly well adjusted.
While we were all snorting chemicals up our nose
He was out in

forty acres to live and a Maserati
And expand from sellin' grams
In my building lobby
Know good kids that grew up to catch bodies
Inspired by Big Meech

better huddle up,
Counting these hundreds up hundreds up
I live by the code, nigga Money is a Must  

She gone pop that ass for a nigga that’s real, 
I’m

Pure Uncut

Psychodrama

Screwed Up, Inc. Presents the Best of Suavehouse

2000

an dope, wit there noses drove when I focus, 

the de-infected brain cells, lay by the thousands, 

the music them hittin shown to be known to livin in

some shit that I don't think that he gon' live through
I'll Pull up with it wipe a nigga nose don't need tissue
Pull up wit the Kel TEC be lookin kinda

Oh (Quincy Tellem, I can't tell 'em again)

I'm still packin' the Smith, I'm the Don where I live
And these bitches ain't shit, and these brothers