Lyrics:
the main stream
I let you stay in my crib, now you know where I live
When you was hungry, fed you a hot meal, look at the hand you deal
Me crud ball
poisonin' I'ma get hit with an overdose
Over those drug things, crud things
Think I don't know my slug stains, or blood blaze
Raw gun playin' drama
of the blue came this mind-blowing zoo
A collection of mutated crud
Death on their hips
There was foam on their lips
And behind them a shadow of blood
They
In the zim zimmer
Stretch out my hand molesting this trigger
HARGO production i love Mr WOT Entertainment
Crud!
Search and destroy, where's these
Jamma Beats
Fresh Money Baby
Yo, Dublin, big up yourself, you dun know
Obviously, trust it
Crud!
Maud!
Man back your mash and bop with
of crud
Lies upon lies they purposely spread
Modern day fools for a generation of shit
A whoremageddon, new born messiah
Miserable lives reserved for us
exsanguination of the human race
A pile of crud, nothing but walking dung
Complete excoriation of the human farce
Testimony of acrimony
Self loathing
But if you're hip you know that it's a phone crud
It's making the brothers go crazy in the 9-3
Shake like an hour glass, fine as wine 'g'
So when I
But if you're hip you know that it's a phone crud
It's making the brothers go crazy in the 9-3
Shake like an hour glass, fine as wine 'g'
So when I
[Chorus w/ same as before]
[Ja Rule]
Yeah, yeah
Murder INC, all my family we here
Big shout to all my n****z
All my crud n****z, all my street
[Chorus w/ same as before]
[Ja Rule]
Yeah, yeah
Murder INC, all my family we here
Big shout to all my niggaz
All my crud niggaz, all my street niggaz,
white knight who is stronger than crud
The man with the eyepatch, who sells me my shirts
And that nut who flies into the front seat for Hertz
(That
to speak, and pitch in
Cleaning crud up in the kitchen
As we sing along
Trill a cheery tune in the tub
As we scrub a stubborn mildew stain
Pluck
Sham]
Baby Sham, I'm known for the crud
First night pops off with a couple of slugs
[Busta Rhymes]
And how you doing?
[Baby Shaman]
You see what
shit
Hell yeah bitch , from the door I get on some mad gear shit
Type vibe carry studs in my ear shit
Who the fuck type yellin , say crud sellin
Ain't
hype that the company's selling me
Because they'll take a dud, talk some crud and then push him
But in the next year, someone new will just squoosh him
[Ruk:]
Ill Will...yeah yeah yo...Queensbridge niggas...crud love baby..
[Verse 1: Ruk]
Aiyo, I zone out
feelin' like I'm in Capone's house
starin'
you clean away
I've got a weapon with
two bullets that overcome all sin and crud
One bullet is called the word of my testimony,
and the other one's
hot and cold running crud!
See the halibuts and the sturgeons
Being wiped out by detergeons
Fish gotta swim and birds gotta fly
But they don't
on a Valerie ting
Hashtag Merky Academy ting
Coming like art in a gallery ting
Dem boy dere wanna chat about bars
Wanna chat about crud but, but, but
something that we built on
I look around and there ain't no love now
Scream, "Fuck them all", I'm on crud now
Wanna call me bro like we're blood now
Want
on a Valerie ting
Hashtag Merky Academy ting
Coming like art in a gallery ting
Dem boy dere wanna chat about bars
Wanna chat about crud but, but, but
got me talking crud again
They got-
Yo, fam
Yo, Chip
Talk to me, man
Where are you, though? Who are you with?
I'm on my Js, blud
Fam, man
This
ain't too many toads.
There's nothin' but, There's nothin' but mud in there an' there's all kinds a' crud, an' it's layin' all over the place so you'd
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