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the bottom of the heap to the top of the barrel
Just walk on by, check it at the door

oooh)
I got hoes by the three,
Like I was Charlie’s Angels.
And I gave her the game,
Now she working her angle.
To that bread I’m no stranger. (Go

a squeak me)
Ran ran ran
To believe me
One by one
Baby bottom
One by one
In a hot One


Dance alone
On in long dance one


Walk walk walk
In a ranway
Boom

been loyal
I might put her in some red bottoms
She got a black Telfar 'cause
I care about her face on Halle
Ass on Tracy Ellis
Don't know what to tell ya

carcinogen cold
We talking ‘bout the dough by the pound
All he get is two black eyes
Coke and a smile this is Abraham and Moses
This is Croach from the cow

On this beat gotta start by
Getting this off my mind put this out in
The open nothing to hide behind
People ask me, "Quick Mick where'd you get
Your

This is a cold place where I don't wanna fucking die
Gun crime so high, you just see the sunshine fly by
And I don't want to die by an gat as black as my

The Apocalypse has begun, blot out the raging sun
Endure eternal night, ruled by evil might
A rumbling from beneath, ruthless claws and teeth
Black

first bitch I already had
I been there, done that
Been there, done that
I been there, done that
Been there, done that
From the bottom of ya, baby

bars are what they dread
Blue bottom kicks turn em red (Blood)
If you talk against the gang boy you boutta end up dead
J-Bone pulled up for some bars

There are not enough dreams in my head
I can use to visit you with
At the bottom of an empty bed
And a mind that's stripped
And in time when I

Pull Your Skirt Up

Benzino

Redemption

2002

And don't forget, how this shit all cccured to me
Your whole camp be surrounded by security
What you want? the black or the chrome?
How can you ever claim

Ladies N Gentlemen

Buckshot

The BDI Thug

1999

for the evening
By your people, he believin in fake MC's

[Buckshot]
A lot of y'all, think you know it all
Want me to fall, but y'all the same niggas

She is little, cruel and crushin'
Take your tool while you're
Fooled by blushin'
Mind your head stead of findin' Russians
Plums a professor, ladies

Down by the docks I drowned all my money

And I feel no pain ‘cause I feel no pride

But when that mirror dries

I get fucked up on “who am I”

Who am I?

a bowl of noodles
Black truck with them tints and that stick, that's my favorite Uber
High speed, bitch, I'm with Big Ant, we in that cat, how y'all gon

the don
Big money mindset like my mind a mansion yard
Like my name smino, I feel like the black swan
Flea flicka, watch me run the game, when you turn me

And i aint no florida ghit
But I got gators by my side and they gon eat
Know what's wrong with me

Hold on, quiet down, who the fuck is he
Ayy, head down,

In your bed, I live my life
I count sheep, black and white
It's okay, it's alright
Just to be with you

I wanna go, never stop
I wear the bottoms but

Time Bomb

The Dismemberment Plan

Change

2001

Well I, I am a time bomb and I, I lay forgotten at the bottom of your heart...
I'm fine, ticking away the hours to blow your world apart

I, I am

I was born in the summer of Sam
Smaller and sooner than planned
In the spitting image of a man
Raised by wolves on the fat of the land
Clear

got a small wee wee
Now you wanna go upside her head
Do you feel intimidated by the things she said
Don't be mad 'cause I paid her back
(You know I)

Seasons

Cunninlynguists

Southernunderground

2003

to Roll, so I'm taking you back to school days of autumn
Before the bottom dropped out in 2K

By the dawn of the new millennium we saw bright chains

War

Saigon

The Greatest Story Never Told

2011

mom's cryin'
Planned to be a strong black family
But we both were too young, too strung, too much flashin'
New come, I caught verbal assassin runnin'