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never no coaches
I'm showin' love like issa kiss on the cheek
on work I'm always stayin' focused (four kissed) 
Ex poses, I expose it
Took a double dose,

see these McBane brothers
They'll throw you off a stage
For staging theatrics
We'll call your card by name
Why d'you think we're called the McBanes
Just

PS4 taken by your dad
If you ain’t do this
Then you can’t do that
If you get lost in it
Then you can’t bounce back
Don’t listen to doubt
Cause its all

4th of July
(words and music by Randall Wayne Belt and Brian Kious)


4th of July Lyrics

Dance with me real close
Don't tell me lies
You got all

and smell it
Make your seat lift up under your ass just like a 4D movie
I'm 4 deep, moving and blasting away
King Cullen M
Boxing niggas like I'm Cassius Clay

record 'cause I love to rewatch her
She play her role so I add her to the roster

I am him, I am loved
I am guarded by the ones I've lost above

We make fire on fire on fire on fire, that's how we spending our day, baby
Lined 'em up, one by one then I sped off in a 4x4
It's a homicide, you

cool as fuck but on 
This track dadadac

I’ll bring heat

If I didn’t have to fight in so many wars
I would pro ba bly be didi

Record labels
Go throw

If good artists borrow and great artists steal
Then is anything I say even real
Or has it all been said before, by another record you brought in your

to Trenton
Gold in my music I'm hated by dentists
If I start up you then know imma finish
On a high horse and it's testing my limits
I'm making records

put that shit on damn record
Put it by that ultra sound say that that's my baby boy
All my niggas hold me down but they really help me more
At the job

hardcore, C-4 to ya door, kick your ass out the Fucking back door
All purpose war, got the Rottweilers by the door
No scheming, this is what your ass Was

feel the game callin' us
Get your boat rocked by what's under this Nautica

We record in the basement, yo swag my dude
In the 4 gettin' crazy in the back

Loyalty

D12

D12 World

2004

habits of breaking street codes
Far as static, I automatically get medieval
When I'm after people, then I'll explode you bitches with C-4
These hoes

at Chase, at the teller
Bank account on, "Sorry sir ain't nothing I can tell ya"
Got some records I could sell ya, oops records you could stream
Won't

orange box cutter
Soak you when you least expect it
Before I met Russel I only had a jail record
Plus nothing ever hurt me when I was at home
These Evil

Melodically and sonically the best and
Ironically was choir boy MVP
You can't tempt me i used to get head by the
Pews during father franks hour-long homilies

2 Seater

DJ Holiday

2 Seater

2018

a diss song, close his casket (21)
Sold crack before I sold a record (I did)
Glenwood, nigga, right at Checker's
Hold up, nigga (21)
I'll pour a four

the world, I was on the front raw
Run DMC show me what I wanna be
I got kicked up studio by Kool Moe Dee
The coat cross four in the tretch terrastry [?]
Give

us that in a battle we can't last
The battle started at 10:30 and by quarter of eleven was no longer eight crews (how many was their)
There was seven

the news
Two four hour lockdown, we made no moves
Now it's 4 am and I'm back
Up poppin' with the crew i just landed in
Chase B mixes pop like Jamba Juice

window

Before the music ends
With company by Dino and Sarge
I'd like to make one more charge at Vegas
You won't find me at that
Idiot wheel that spins,

the rules in my hood
If you touch me you get murked
We ain't with that back and forth, it ain't no rap, we hittin' first
G-5, we be at LIV by Sunday when

a Papoose
Had to hit my old town to duck the news
Two four hour lockdown, we made no moves
Now it's 4 AM and I'm back up poppin' with the crew
I just