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twisting the sterile canvas snoot of
a fully-charged icing anointment utensil. And every time a nice little muffin comes
by on the belt, he poots forth...
Non-stoppin', I'ma hit 'em till the block explode
Hip hop, R&B, Pop-tart, what you want?
I even got a little rock 'n' roll
The most creative, original, got 'em
to get popped by a cop?
Who the next n**** in the hood to get shot?
I hope it ain't me, so I'm strapped up in bulletproof
N**** on my stomach see -
This is how I learned it from a Time-Life Album in about 1958.
There's a little rosewood casket
Lying on a marble stand
And a packet of old love
another heart (to have and hold)
All I want is a friend I can talk to (soul to soul)
Oh soul to soul (soul to soul)
Like an album on a shelf
Tired
rip up flows that
make an MC stop and chill and say HE'S ALL THAT
Hardcore no R&B singer
Roll with the Hit Squad... down with the head banger
Homicidal, vinyl section, where they always found me
By the motion picture soundtrack with Richard Roundtree on the album sleeve
That's my era shit
Musical
To swear and curse on his albums, say the word faggot and rap about killin' his ex
I was basically a threat to the industry, that's what one of them A&R
of wicked high society
Eating from a tree of good and evil philosophy
Ultra MK LSD supposedly
Officially canceled by Congress in nineteen seventy
Until they
as a daughter of Asian parents, what's on paper still matters to your parents, no matter how old you are If we look at what's on paper, I did succeed. 10 albums
are facts
Twenty something albums in three years, who did it?
Bodied everybody on the bill, who winning?
You need the hype to prevail and I get it
I
me do my thing, nigga, let me be
I ain't perfect, I'll admit it, but who are you to judge me
I ain't fuckers on the skirt, getting money, that's my
breezes
And stronger than the wild oak tree
That's how I will hold you, oh, darling, endlessly
Oh, my love, you are my heaven
You are my kingdom, you
Bag money all on timbs, and that bad bitch is all on him
'Cause the cars that he drives are all foreign
The game is mine I'm so far in I'm speaking
that we are blessed to have
Are blessings that provide us with what makes us capable of withstanding
And makes us more powerful when we go through
Snow bunny
Double R inside her background, she get Rolls money
I done rosed up out of that town, I don't owe nothin'
I don't owe them nothin'
cyclopean monuments
Feh! If only they knew the true extent of this great cosmic puzzle!
They are as fools who view a tapestry in a darkened room by
never gonna move out of Jacksonville
I'm livin' in fuckin' Hollywood"
Hmm, you know this is my first, uh, rock slash rap album
So, it's kind of new for
Well, these are just a bunch of guys from Detroit
Name of Bohannon
They can play the music straight
But they thought they'd double clutch it for
Well, these are just a bunch of guys from Detroit
Name of Bohannon
They can play the music straight
But they thought they'd double clutch it for
'cause I'm coming, it's my album
And for the record, meaning my record, check it
Listen to the single and you'll be like, yo, I gotta get it
But in
Before i go id like to say a few things. this album was completed on january 15th 1991. By now the war has probably started and a whole bunch
Wouldn't be where I'm standing if they hadn't have fought for me,
From a nothing rep, now we live busting sets,
So if you own a Hoods album you get nuff
ain't know if I'd see daddy no more
By the time I was seven, we all moved out to the city
Southside, Minneap-, you know these trenches is gritty
Only
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