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ask, I mention my babygirl in the interviews now
And I don't bring the problems from the 90s and the 2 thou
Theres no reason to have a friend or two now

No Naruto
Just three mindless minds
We're sitting here in the
Middle of times
Hope you can rewind
The past is present
And the future is
Sublime

checkin' for a motherfuckin' place to be
Ten point two three dancers fate
With the fencers down with the prankers
Fucking by the court rolling MC's calling

the bong
Right after I f*** her long
You don’t gotta ask me bout a second cup i’m on
Like the 3rd or 4th
Lost track after few shots of patron
She giving me

didn’t have it

Shout out to Smoke Joe, you lent me plenty cabbage 

You my cousin, but you more like my brother 

The closest thing I had to a brother was

still in the 80's
N by this i mean 2080 joe biden and trump behind the scenes are making babies
Fake ladies men who got labias adhd wave im in the future

the highway, took the back roads thru Monroe
Stopped for gas at a corner store, and to buy a dollar cup of joe
No one noticed that he'd left
In fact, they rarely

rifles ready for shooting
Kalashnikova
GI Joe in a clash with Cobra
America supposed to be the home of
The free with no place for Putin
Bounties on both

Feasting on the Blood of the Insane by Six feet Under
Reekomposer vocals by Tony Reviere and Joe Benson
In the dark of the night I search for

Foul Cats

Kool G Rap

Roots of Evil

1998

promise G 
 I'm not lying," then the hoe started crying 
 We hit the road me and my niggaz flying 
 to the crib in Jackson Heights, the nigga live three

Tell Me What That Mail Like

Spice 1

AmeriKKKa's Nightmare

1994

nuts hung
Fascinated by the Tommy gun
Niggas throwin' up sets this is murder tonight
But fuck that shit nigga
Tell me what that mail like

Tell me

[supreme]
Ain't no time to waste, we in the race
All my peoples wit me, they try to get to first place
M.f.c., way for life, I'm here to let you know

Call Me E.S.

7L & Esoteric

The Soul Purpose

2001

to the sun, I get harassed by the ton
Want to beat you for money son, I'll smack him for fun
I represent the east baby, that's where I'm from
I'll smoke you

season
Peez season
All year long
By twenty twenty three
It's too late
Don't bang my phone
You saw where niggas took it
And hit me like
I knew it all along

push harder
And dont be defined by a colour
Mi brether
And no loose guard for the cheda
Big stepper
Never say never
Be wise and be clever
And try your

be selling hoes hope

How you niggas getting by with no dough?
She don't ask me for shit cause I'ma tell her bitch no
I be riding around with big shit

do not do bluffing
Don't care bout your brothers or your older cousins
Live in the flesh and you show suttin
All bark no bite joe budden
All talk no

for a blood bath
Front row seats to die for
This ain't a GWAR show
But it's about to get Mark Messier up in here

On your deathbed, confess to joe rogan

sippin’ on a East-Ciders, no suit and tie but still he stylish, I do get by cold freestyling, so stup-id fresh so he wildin'/
Nachimus go machine bout it,

baked, it's no tellin', and them flakes?
I can smell em from a mile away, while snatchin' them smiles away
Takin' them piles away, I'm standin' on tiles

Chłopaki z Beasty boys nagrałbym o mały włos
Videoteka 8-7 weszli z bitem mocny cios
Wymierzony prosto w nos nie zasypiaj na Brooklynie
Przesądzony mój

can So i can GO
Scraper Whip Them Whips near by
GO GO GO GO GO GO GO GO GO


Verse3
me and the trumplus in the luck
im so flatland like table park

All Pro

Big Noyd

Episodes of a Hustla

1996

things 
ain't nuthin' changed 
Karate Joe, Money No, make 'em fold 
gather up them hoes 
take 'em to the mo 
keep it on the low 
you know the steelo,

Take It to the Guns

DJ Amnesty

Uninvited Guests: The Saga Continues

2005

thoughts of a thinker, 
Me and him strong side by side, don't try to walk in between us, 
Even stand beside us or lay underneath us,
Jackson like michael,