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feet, still wouldn't believe me
Whoever told you this life would be easy?
You could ask Michael Beasley
you could be number 1 Draft and not end up on TV

And you act like we ain't got no past at all

And maybe one day you're gonna want me back
Have me sleepin' the night in your den
But I'll be halfway

a lie, running for my life
I will always want you
I came in like a wrecking ball
I never hit so hard in love
All I wanted was to break your walls
All you

If you want my body and you think I'm sexy
The flow is crystal meth, let me flip it like I'm Jesse
I control it like I'm Walter White
Told my mommy,

Got some Norwegian spice
All thanks to Knut
Chelsea is a cook
Making meals with some flavor
And I'm the guy who
Made a song a ten years later
Gotta have

I grab a rapper by the throat
Y'all the sheep and I'm the goat
What y'all even rhyming fo'
Y'all should leave, it's time to go
Adios I gotta go

When Santa Comes to Town

Jeff Dunham

Don't Come Home for Christmas

beer

(Peanut) 
I want a stack of money

(Bubba J)
Wanna win a NASCAR race

(Walter) 
If I sit here any longer
I'll need Preperation H

(All) 
Sleigh

Manifesto, this is what we want to see happen
for my peoples still breakin graf writin and rappin
I rock the mic right and exact my life's my

Fucking cut you when I see you, Michael
Fucking bitch
You like to be nice to your fans?
You fucking faggot
I put a fucking veil over your little kid

on top.

Molokov:
Who gets the chop.

Molokov & Diplomats:
No one's way of life
Is threatened
By a flop.
But we're going to
Smash that bastard.
Make him

All I Ask for

Puddle of Mudd

Abrasive

1997

Walters vanished, got no one
Lived in fear on the run
Do no right, do no wrong
Drink all day until I'm gone, yeah

At last I know how you felt
When I

Freedom of Speech

Jello Biafra

Body Count

1992

say the wrong thing, they'll lock your ass up quick
The fcc says "profanity - no airplay"?
They can suck my dick while I take a shit all day
Think I

You only live once
Do what you love
Look
First of I never had shit (Never had shit)
That's why I want it all (Want it all)
First song recorded came

I'll go to war with anybody
Long as gang by my side
We ain ever scared we bout the smoke
Ain gone hide, hide, hide
Cooling with my dawgs I'm with

My cook up is more Walter White than Gordon Ramsey
They couldn't chef it up this good with a loaded pantry
Not everybody speaks real I hope they

Mesmerized 
By everything that you sacrificed
Bless your life
You are a hero in heaven's eyes
No balanced life, all or nothing

I've been tryna fight

They want smoke for free
Smoke my weed just by the G
Left that bitch up to the streets
Keep that mask just like I'm ski
They want smoke for free
Smoke my

I be eating bacon but motherfuck the pigs homie
I want all the smoke i aint talking smokin cigs homie
I dont need no cosign aint talking bout that

you keep up with the pace?
Keep up with the pace, runnin' from the law
I don't want a case, Christian Dior
All this weed is the cure
Please don't

Walter Payton, yeah
Like Walter Payton
Now we ain't dead, now we
Ain't dead, no debating, yeah
I get it shaking, when
Pistols pop they escape, they be

don't want to grow
I'm declaring war
But don't nobody want to fuckin show
Guess I'm all alone
In a fuckin war zone
In a desert full of bones
Least I made

piff
Shouts to all my motherfucking Dominicans
Out there in the Heights
All of that, 172, 174 wiling
You already know, man
Nah, I don’t even want

Walter Reed

Michael Penn

Mr. Hollywood, Jr. 1947

a few things I gotta say
And make no mistake, I'm madâ?¦
'Cause every good thing I've had
Abandoned me.

All I want to do is hide.
It's graduation day

decorator?

I never make a lady wait, I guess you'd say that I'm a player
Angel wants a date and I would really hate to aggravate her
Boris, don't you