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Pistol in the door
Bounce it like a six, bounce bounce, it like a 6-4, drop it slow, work that pole, keep a
Pistol in the door

The second one is

20 bussin' out the bag
20 minutes over but we left it in the past
Tell me that I'm overthinking, tell me where you at
Hard to reach you by the phone

behind you
And damn, you'll be the hero of all times

Newsflash!
Today a teacher has been shot down by one of his students
It's the second time this month

ray shine
It's brighter with the second sun
With the will I am my brother's keeper so I hold a ton
About my father and my mother business so thy will be

Hello Muddah, Hello Faddah (A Letter from Camp)

Daddy a Go-Go

Big Rock Rooster

2002

Take me home, I hate Grenada
Don't leave me out
In the forest where I might get eaten by a bear

Take me home, I promise I will
Not make noise, or mess

my room
To these tunes
We getting super
Higher powers
It's the final hour
Take a minute or two
To smell up all the flowers
Damn I hate these goodbyes

pass me by
I got one life, one mic
But I'll try, to always stay humble
With the fist in the sky and a bowl of brown rice
Just an ordinary guy,

If you know me well you know
I hate those stinky cocks
They smell so goddamn awful like
A batch of unwashed socks

My drip is forever my Ice is DOOM:

working on, not sleeping in his drool
Iron fist, foot, fury, how he ruled
Second curry at every school
My brother, two years older
Set the mold I suppose
I

the mood for a fight
Rejecting your type
Same font as the ones on the right
Chasing perfectionist lies
Perfection is hate 
Standards are great
We in a hurry

the lies and deceit which you consume so freely
End up polluting all the air for the entire species
And so I'm asking you please just take a second or two

hot drop your Battle Royale champs you dare hate?
A late night hustle mutated by formula 43
Mighty workgroup dropping fists, you don't want it with me

Substance no filler juice with the pulp
Live Enzymes delivered mind's eye I sculpt
envision what I am living giving nutrients and flavor
Inspired by

screams faded out 
The endless second of pain 

I feel terrible, I feel great 
It changed my life it changed me 
The smacking sound of a split body 
Fills

I'm a night owl, and a early bird
You need two stones, to get me to stop it
I'm used to, not sleeping
My pillow thinks that I'm cheating on it
Got

more, wish I had less
Clothes lost their fit
But only by a little bit

One foot in the game, only myself to blame
One man show, somedays down low
Minutes

with crew
We was getting girls by the 2
I was getting dubs I dont lose
Soon the song starts it starts ending
Gotta a couple cases and they pendin
Boutta

still think about you every day
Two enemies
No more meant to be
Now you partake
In the hate
Never in
A million years
Did I expect to be here
We took

to be around you
For a minute or two

So here I wait
Half drunk in the drizzling rain
In jeans too tight for me to breathe
But you don't know

choice
This shit is not a game
It's not just gonna go away
The sad thing is that y'all think it will magically change
About two minutes on this beat
I

and rustle up free coke
There's not much else to say you see I see it every day
Little baby heartbreakers you'd love to love to hate
Unfortunately they come by

Conflict

Royal Flush

Ghetto Millionaire

1997

and Wesson's
Rip, heavy wit shine, diamond flexin'
Spot lock for possession, welcome to the real world
Taught 'em why I hate this (We don't a fuck who it is)

you
when the road is rough ,girl no worry I go drive by you
Give in two seconds if you call me I go run to you 
Don't know if you chose me ,but as I Dey

y'all how the game go (Show 'em)
Get ya papaah up, mutha screw that Range Rove (Right!)
Waste away our power, it's painful (it hurts)
I'm bout a second