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Nutmeg

RZA

Supreme Clientele

2000

rap rock'n'roll
Tidy Bowl, gun hold pro, Starsky with the gumsole
Hit the rum slow, parole kids, live Rapunzel
But Ton' Stizzy really high, the vivid

my Magnum Force
'cause when I lay a nigga out, they come and drag em off
(Y'all niggas crazy) Yo them boys ain't got no remorse
I take a hit of my Bob

Packs To Hide The Fat, Mines Hide The Racks
Build A Bag, Build A B!$$h, Build A Brick, Yea
Bob The Builder w/ A Stick, I Can Fix It
I Got Money, I Don’t

Packs To Hide The Fat, Mines Hide The Racks
Build A Bag, Build A B!$$h, Build A Brick, Yea
Bob The Builder w/ A Stick, I Can Fix It
I Got Money, I Don’t

This culture came from
And what it's really all about
I got you, my nigga, yo, ayo

Count to ten and then come in shootin'
Fuck peace, Silverback the new

Ready 4 War

Lil C

S.L.A.B., Vol. 3

2006

long to save you
I was getting my dick sucked, by my secretary
She asked me my sign, I told her bitch Aires
I stay on Barbary and Scott, 5000 block
I

can you
After exchanging greetings I was approached
By an ABC exec who handed me a hat
I thanked him and started to put it on when he stopped me

sick it ain’t no hold the cold from me
Hey
I got butterflies
Put a gun up to your homie tellin him he gonna die
Options now he switching teams he tellin

him
I said let's work it out like we just got up out the gym
Next day he saw me with her he like oh lord not again
They see I'm winning now
Moving kinda

Then sucker have a dick
I'ma take your funky breath like an asthmatic
Damn tragic how I got your momma
Shot before her damn casket
I ain't talkin head

All Night Long

Machine Gun Kelly

General Admission [Deluxe Edition]

2015

Ay yo, this that shit you bob your head to
This that brand new instrumental
I heard he put his city on
That boy Kells so influential
Success got

Her favorite holiday is Halloween
She's got witchy vibes
I give her a broom to ride
Soy el diablo, she got sage lit
Tits like crystal balls
Suck like

together
Man this glock got no picks we want smoke with whoever
She tryna fuck and I swear I just met her
Ya bitch keep on texting and sending me letters
He

Yeah, like, I'm the baddest bitch walkin'
Like, it's nuancin' me
He's really feelin' me, he's callin' me everyday (Chaser, Chaser)
And it's just

and didn't leave her none
That silly slut was fuckin' fiendin'
Thinkin' she could get up on my crip, she fuckin' dreamin

It's no contest, I got the bomb

These niggas need Lord 
Wanna fuck, hit transfer and slide in her throat
These niggas faking but already gave up 
Got the Lord by my side so it's hard

leaving after the song
So you ain't gotta feel no
Way about Jay so long
At least let me tell you why I'm this way
Hold on i was conceived by Gloria
Carter

Pound up before my brothers pattens you
Waved in the rave, how did I manage to
I got Henny in my cup this ain't a Malibu
I told her come 'round, she

She on da boss
Infactuated by the sauce
That other mayne, he took a loss
I ran off wit her, Randy Moss
Look her in her eyes,
place my hand up on it

She on da boss
Infactuated by the sauce
That other Mayne, he took a loss
I ran off wit her, Randy Moss
Look her in her eyes
place my hand up on it

Hold on 
He say he gon step get ya toe gone 
I'm taking his toe cuz he don't want it 
We apply so much pressure could smoke on it
If they can't help

Yeah
Yuh
Huh
Yuh
Yeah
Huh
Bet that
Ha
I hold up on it with her hands up
Ha
I hold up on it with her pants off
Hoo
Get into it I'm the answer
Ha
See

shoes

Fuckin' with that Mr. Cuff, he got a whip and twos
Back and forth on interstate, he got me buckin' blues
Jammin' so hard, can't go rogue
Know me

I Can Feel It

DMX

It's Dark and Hell Is Hot

Takes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams
The devil got a hold on me and he won't let go
I can feel the lord pullin' but he movin' dead