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Haha, yeah!
Haha, yee
I don't see nothin' wrong with my behavior
You know

If she just wanna sniff, she just looking for a lift 
And if we

dumbfucks
Vocals warmed up, beyond Ford tough
I kept my lawn cut
This felon conduct
I got my arm out the window of an armed truck
It's Teamster Union

On My Way

Styx

Return to Paradise

1997

Written by Tommy Shaw
Lead vocals by Tommy Shaw

"...everybody plays this one right, everybody gets a fresh, hot latte and a scone..."

Oh what

you are playing games typing in some cheat codes
So stop and balter by the fire tonight
You got the vocals and I have this guitar
It's enough for us

the others want to take my life 

Serious for the winter time 
To wrench my soul 
Whole cotton whole cotton ears 
But I know there must be 
Yes, I know there

and I know that she getting bright
Tryin' to smash and fuck on me, one night ye-yeah
Know you is my dawg, you put them bands on me
Ah, I know that it's

Sgt pepper's one and only
Lonely Hearts Club Band
It's getting very near the end
Sgt pepper's lonely, Sgt pepper's lonely
Sgt pepper's Lonely Hearts

me in the rave locked 
See the hoes lock it tryna drop it 
Tryna stop me y’all looking too much they tryna find me ye I know why me 
Big bags big

Thought you’d would know
I got the info
He want control
Don’t wanna fold
Release the mixtape
Brother too late
Send him the tracks
He don't talk back
I think

'm from the streets
Yes I am
Make music, write lyrics, talk with spirits
Yes I can
Interviews tryin' to screw me, paint my image, fore I can
They don't know

Real talkin nigga
Man I'm all about my cash flow
Nigga I'm the shit my momma
Had me out her asshole nigga I be actin'
Nigga know that we mackin'

bands on me, ye
Climbing up cos I got reach ye, yeah.
Put bands on me, ye
Climbing up cos I've got reach ye,

Put bands on me, ye
Climbing up cos I got

precedence
My own co sign I made devilish
Every fucking word I said know I meant the shit
Blasphemy could never be bothered by these bums
Could never be

the jungle, turn you to spaghetti

Nigga be acting like they are so real
I pull out that chopper let 'em
Niggas see how it feel
Sippin' on actavis, you know how

If I'm passing man just know that I lead
I'm locked in the lab like I'm goin spike lee
If you still don't believe don't come by me
Bond over hate

All yes
Everything is all yes All yes
Nigga I'm demar derozan arms frozen
I might get 100 bands car stolen
Whip it with the other hand my arms broken

by the beat
Like you live check-to-check
If it don't move your feet
Then, I don't eat, so we like neck-to-neck
Yes, we done come a long
Way like them

What's the Altitude

Cut Chemist

The Audience's Listening

2006

wanted me to know what, 
She didn't know herself 
Said I was one among others
Hey now that's somethin' else 

She played a vocal mission 
I played

No Chorus

Dr. Dooom

First Come, First Served

1999

yes men
Sittin around, carryin your roadie cases
Bein your fuckin cheerleaders
I'ma tell you straight, look in the fuckin mirror, you wack
That shit

101

Chal ae bachkane bol bachan band kar
Tu bole khudko rapper per lagti hai mujhe gadbad
Pressure itna jyada band kardu me inki dhadkan
Ye geedad ki

to last me
To the end of the week
I live by the beat like
You live check to check
If you don't move yo' feet then I don't eat
So we like neck to neck
Yes we

Big bands pull up the Benz yes
Bout to blow all this shit at the strip you know what it is SP
Yuh yuh
Big bands
Pull up the Benz
South side known in

Gunsmoke Cologne

Your Old Droog

Your Old Droog

2014

and kept the essence of what I do intact
So the lies I do tell be truer than your facts
Know why, cause I know it's all an act
Making like four more

my crib so I guess I'm Getting fit
Hit the strip once a week bitch you Know I stay lit
And I'm throwin hella bands paying Alla them bitches rent
Y'all