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wasting time on it
And the regret
Well it just makes a fist to kiss my upper lip
Just not cut out for this
"Put your money where your mouth is"
But I gotta

a pile of my rubble
Is where I'm livin
Being crushed by my sorrows
Makes it hard to exist
But I deal with my pain
Keep it balled on my fist
Ha
Now to plot

done, that's what they came for
Then the subs start circling the block
Don't know where to stop
Told my nigga Chop to get it done by three O'clock (Three

acting like you know me
Boy quit acting like you snow me
Boy quit acting like you snow g
I'm either servin' with the homie or I'm servin' by my lonelies

plate shift
Smelling like cheap whisky
Spilling my drunk fist
Blinded by Moonshine
But still Sun kissed
Young fella melanina on melancholy
Blew Hue so I'm

about a God damn Grammy?

Yo, Flav, I give a fuck about a God damn Grammy
But them motherfuckin hoes won't hand me one
At least you was invited by

Trophy

Geto Boys

We Can't Be Stopped

1991

At least you was invited by the biggots
The motherfuckers told me to buy a ticket
To the phoney ass ceremony
Fuck oscar, emmy, and tony
Cause when it comes

Imma pump my fist I was born black bitch 
Face mask gun clutched when the 5'0 breach
They tryna take control but man got no leash 
And I'm taking back my

The Green Room
Ha
My momma say I need church, but I don't trust them pastors
Live my life on my terms, cradle to the casket
Cats used to sleep on me I took

my
Confetti mess all right across your chest

With fists flyin', I near died, but I dodged it
Damn this fuckin' bitch is an epilepsiholic
Fightin' for

The Bush

Special Ed

Youngest in Charge

1989

Why in heaven's name would you diss?
Do you want to kiss a fist?
We can do this, properly, you're on my property
This ain't a game, but you can say it's

the beginning, the devil brought his poison in
God had named it sin and it remained ever since
Evil lives by every inch, the world rotting in it's stench
God

Verse 2-
Mobtsm- I aint got money i aint rich
I just have some love no fist
Your mom wont accept my lift
Tell her i wont come for the lips
But i am always

Round over do we
Have my next opponent cued up
You see the scraps and bones
Of everybody else I chewed up
Rick grimes, I help them live
But where

multifaceted
Told the pacifist to give my ass a kiss 
Guess I’m somewhat a mascokist 
I got big goals and big dreams
Want big ole house like sistine
Painting

don't we swing by Indiana?
Can I hitch a ride with you, old man?
'Cause my gal lives in Dixieland
('Cause I gotta see my baby)
Hey, can I hitch a ride

moments buried deep in my psychology
No use to get to know them, I ain't getting no apologies
Niggas can't fuck with the kid, I just live to fulfill

to many nights
Id rather have stayed by your side
In Fight or flight
Why not turning to the light
I ain't need my fists
No I've gone and tried
Never broke

For nothing
I'm gonna live and die by the blade of my truth

So call me up tomorrow
And try to tell me
How you like it but 
I don't really need your

views
I feel sad for you
Get a perspective
Get out of your head and
Make up your mind
I'm
So sick of the nine lives you get
For makin' up reasons to cry
I

Lemmy

I am a no class mama
Got my iron fist
I got my baby’s mama
I’m gonna shine till’ the end

Bottoms Up - Raise your glass now
Bottoms Up - Long live

Lemmy

I am a no class mama
Got my iron fist
I got my baby's mama
I'm gonna shine till' the end

Bottoms Up - Raise your glass now
Bottoms Up - Long live

Without you by my side
Even though the world may decay
And we'll all be goners anyway
Your kiss will save me tonight
Just one more kiss before I go
I can't

Let Me Tell You Something

T.I.

Trap Muzik

2003

want to be my man)
(I wish this nigga make his mind up)
Can't live my life, tell you why
(All my niggas man we gonna have be 21 bout this shit you