Search results for 'by album deep purple' Page #18

I'm the product of the age of narcotics
That means I'm dope like the pills you swallow
Down by law I lead don't follow
Grind time, grand hustling for

Victor Baron

The Click

Money & Muscle

2001

money by the sewer
Broccoli head, lookin' kind of super
Life, right, almost white
She had a fresh shot, vice grip tight
She said don't stop, I said

Point The Finga

2Pac

Strictly 4 My N.I.G.G.A.Z.

1993

boom on your black ass, bitch
You could get the finger, the middle (come and get some)

I thought I hit rock bottom, they ban my album, point

said we are being chased by the boys in blue
Adam's with me and we know what to do
We'll meet up with Xain and Eggsy by the Baneswell Express
Then we can

Of a purple heart compartment
Marched a burgundy carpet alarmed and far
To parched to bark it
Lil' Abner, a real firecracker
Grows to throw 'bows with vehicular

Welcome 2 Houston

Pimp C

The Boss of All Bosses

2009

H-town, home of the candy paint
Home of the 84's and vogues and the purple drank

Yeh this the city that's slow, the city that's thowed
The city where

Yea, yea...
My life is deep, everyday's like constant greif
And all I wanna do is breathe, so I choose to rely on me
I'll never let me...

My life is

corona
And I may have just thrown a
A little bit of shade and damn I made a whole thirty minute album
Flying higher than a falcon
Man I make a beat, then

You probably know now
I've written hundreds of songs about you
I even wrote an album
Trying to put myself above through

Claiming you were arrogant

Form Follows Function

Lupe Fiasco

Food & Liquor II: The Great American Rap Album, Pt. 1

2012

demon that be creepin' around my temple
Ready to set me off like Vivica or make me cross like a crucifix
Or the legs on a Buddhist sitter deep in

from the pain, you know the joy gone win
Just try again
Get up and try again
I grabbed a purple pen
Deep breath before I vent
Or is you gone let me in

never touch purple drink now I'm sat here leaning
You cut me deep in the mind now you got me bleeding
They're like "what is wrong with you?"
I got trust

chips I need some more gravy
And they still let me hit but these hoes hate me

Bitch I'm rollin purple
I'm so commercial
I make a lil bitty do the walk

all them pills
I just spending all that cash
Way too high but to much class
Color purple oprah smoke
Where you go in purple loafers
Tho I am focused do

and she got me
The rest of you stand under me
Purple wit the pink
Close that door too
O2
Take a deep breath in
And imma flow through
Like the great waves

Coco Pines, deep on purple ice

We talk of the town, my niggas advance
My shit is so ready to rhyme, uh
Drip on ice, flesh, it dies, she can't never hide

Ultimate Satisfaction

Field Mob

Release Therapy

2006

satisfaction.
Pumping out albums like reverend run is pumping out children; here's another one
Catch me on more 24's than Kiefer Sutherland.
I'm bound to be

I keep on grinding
Until my pockets are fatter than ceelo green

Now I'm back in the hood
Surrounded by fake people I can't trust
Wake up in

better luck getting up on Sunday
So take my advice and sleep in
Or get ate by the guys that we bring
Like a date with your wife is a deep thing
So the hate

siege, hoes

I am surrounded by legends
Even when I don't fit in, I get in
You ain't gotta pat me down
To find the weapon
Scott Stallone won't even
Adjust

much I barely
Even promote my own albums
For the people I write for
There's too much that I can say
I'm twenty albums deep and turned
Thirty the other

just keep avoiding the obstacles 
Aye Aye
Said momma I made 
Momma I made it, your son gon famous

No lie, loyalty's what I go by
Stack and flipping it

Yo I get more props than a movie studio
My rhymes are gore soaked like a film by Lucio
I'll fuck a bitch with an empty gun then shoot her with her

Nowadays we sell products to prodigies
Proactively corrupting them
Unknowingly turn their eyes from the purpose lying deep inside
Coordinating