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up Lord,
Breaking me up Lord, breaking me down...

Hold up wait a minute
They thought I was finished
Hopped up out the grave 
Not a scratch not

And my supplier go by khosmo on the beat
The whole team you know err body eat
We gon get the chip then next year we repeat
I ain’t takin no L’s no defeat

Holla, Holla

Ja Rule

2005 [DVD]

2006

Whoever eva who wants it it's yours now your gonna
(Get it get it feela feela)
Nigga full of holes treat 'em like hoes
And show no love to them homo

I hope I'm ready, are you ready for this transition
Hold it steady, copacetic, rendered by ambition
Could've fought my mind, but would I really get

Yeah
Man up on a mission
Yeah
Tell 'em we gonna be poppin' (For real)
Tell 'em we ain't ever stoppin' (No chill)
Songs for the king I'm droppin' (For

it down 
When she buggy right back
She loves the way that I’m talking 
She’s a star when she’s walking 
Ain’t no one made like you
I grab her hips when

anchored at my shores on a lake full of terror and hurt
Dammed up behind the windows of my soul
No figment in my imagination
I want to be whole
Black bodies

'round and he throw frowns
Cur with a perv, that is not us
Dishonorable nigga, we gonna lock up
You don't know, dead bodies 'bout to pop up
Steppin' in my

Working so my kids won't grow up the same
As I did put that on the dead homies grave
It's time to
I ain't got much time
I don't know what's my exit
To be

I stand before you as a twist of fate
Cuz the shovel broke digging up my grave
A misanthrope at the end of the day
So here's what I hate
The human

the chorus y'all

Ayy, we got it
Fuck anybody who ain't out there nodding
Got some wild dogs in our gang but no mozart
Way that we roll is No Holds Barred
Ayy,

Kinja Rules

Jimmy Buffett

Don't Stop the Carnival

my sister / Chorus BUT  You gotta play by Kinja rules  Forget about that civics course you learned in school  We ain't city folks, but we ain't fools

and is a real grave
So march on we are soldiers of God
The bible's my rifle survival is vital
So hold on hold strong
In defeat or the lies
It is faith

I Don't Wanna Die

Hollywood Undead

American Tragedy

2011

No I don't wanna die
So you're gonna have to.

Blood is getter hotter
Body's getting colder

I've told you once,
I'm the only one who holds her

Outro

Drama

Hood Music

2006

really going on
Make it look like a lot of stealing going on
Boy them cops is killers in my home
Nigga shot dead in the middle of the street
I ain't no

, heavily guarded by hollow-tip slug
Then crack down on wannabe thugs
Adapt to gat sound and bow down
Slow the fuck up, see how my foul now
Articulate,

fists full of middle fingers, I got no time for high fives
Too rich for a drive-by, pay the pilot on my private jet to keep it low and do a fly-by
Take

bag
With my dogs, we bite down, ain’t no way to hold back
Call the shots like Tom and Will cause fuck we
Feel like the men in black
Put the pedals down

Said fuck a job ain’t getting paid by no rate (Yeah)
Apollo my vans but can’t even skate (No sir)
Ride with the semi so the car automatic (Automatic)
No

Shook Ones, Pt. II

Mobb Deep

The Infamous

1995

who ain't got no feelings
(No doubt, son, keep your eyes open)
(I got this, I got this)
(Just watch my back, I got your front, yo)
Check it out now

my mama, please tell her I said, "Say something"
I'm starting to believe ain't no such thing as heaven's trumpets
No after-over, this is it, done
If

come in by the Bo
But I'm like Big Sean baby I don't fuck with you no more
You ain't safe, You ain't safe
You ain't safe you ain't safe
They found

Homicide

Eminem

Homicide

a semi-automatic
Who done had it, and he ready for anybody to buck back
Hold up, catch a vibe, ain't no way in hell we leavin' nobody alive
Leave a suicide note,

fucked left
Right something evil
All my life I've been trapped
Down by my own people

I'm on some shit to make your tummy's turn
Full clip's ready to pull