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and the kingdom, the power and the glory, for ever and ever, amen.
Look, look, I never thought that it would get this deep. Everybody getting burned cause they play
need then get lost
I could buy the blue from the
Sky I'm a rich hog give me it now
I'm not the guy you want to piss off
By any means
I get what I want
about everything
And all about box Car Joe
And I said
Box Car Joe
Taught me to ride the rails
Says, "jump you up in box Car, son
This tran'portation never
cold fishin' by the lake
Take a brain off rappin', 'member what happened
Listen reminisce and cold keep your foot tappin
Darryl and Joe cause the DJ's
get bread they some birds they gonna flock, ho
Win the chip man I feel like Joe Flacco
Big attitude but she only 5'4
Hit my DM as soon as she follow
King Jaffe Joe, get ya tape decks ready
We guerilla breathin', Killa Season
Feel the evening, killin' season
Watch him kill the season, paid checks heavy
you can't live without it
How they gonna feed you
Hopefully you get it by the morning
Hopefully you get it when you want it
Hopefully you never have
a fuck about looking tough
Or rough
Im anonymous
A vigilant antichrist rebel
Anticop, shot by the fucking devil
Heaven or hell? Im on another level
abide by the law or what the labor says?
I feel them guys in suits got all these laws tailor made
'Cause they might touch a kid but they won't never
these niggas trying to take down
Break down, tray pound, eight rounds
He ain't feeling nothing from the waist down
Hit up, lit up, he never gonna get
and breakfast burritos
It's a peculiar poison (oh yeah)
So disappointing every time we get to see him
It's never fun it's never fun
When you think it's gonna be
Steve: Aw, I'm not gonna argue about it.
Nicko: Right? (it gets quiet for a second) Fuck my ol' boots, it just...I can't 'an, I can't 'andle that
wasn't nothin' he could do about it, and the judge
Wasn't gonna look at the twenty-seven 8 by 10 colored glossy pictures with
The circles and arrows
the first place you were close but never done enough
No face means no case if I cut you off it was not love
Love me or hate me I got it
Getting caught up with
chests.
About the special feeling we get in the cockles of our hearts,
Maybe below the cockles, maybe in the sub-cockle area.
Maybe in the liver.
that she gonna have her say
Sis got blessed with some cute kids, now big cuzzy got two kids
Man it feels like that was just us, never thought that we
Now I'm never gonna fold, watch the bank account grow
If it ain't about dough then it ain't about jack
And I'ma take it like i want it i ain't giving it
Leave that girl alone, she gone leave cause you ain't hood enough
Shawty getting paid by the hour
Dirty money, it's gonna get cleaned when it shower
And plus the fact she gon' get a degree
Then come back and get a job and make more money than me
The same for you Joe, you got something to fall on to
This
I gotta get it all out when I'm angry
When I'm mad at myself I'm a showpiece
Gotta talk about gender and bias
'Til it gets through we can never have
him
DMX wanna get down, well, you tell, homie
I'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely
I should rob Clue, man, his shit did well
I
nobody snitching
But I see one of your niggas is itching
Soon as pinched 'em I connect he gonna tell 'em
I'm gonna tell you, you gon' get that ass wet,
the picture gon' be beautiful
It's gonna be a short summer
'Cause most of y'all ain't built to last
It's gonna be a short summer
Cause soon enough your
Maledicta Lepus, written by Harrison Moreton, performed by Byron Sinfield, Harrison Morton and Joe Penny
Greg: Oh, nice to finally test the damn
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