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Act a Ass

E-40

Breakin News

2003

be breaking all the rules)
So don't make me murdah (eh)
Emcees up in side (eh)
We gon' tap nigga and grind like that boy yeah
We gon' act a ass

Smebbin'

E-40

Tha Hall of Game

1996

complain?
I raised your ass bitch, brought your ass out the rain
When you was in the red, without a roof overhead
I helped your ass out, by puttin you in

Clothes never bummy
Satin to the silks, I'm icy when it's sunny
Look around: we the largest in the game
All them other boys targets and
I'm flawless with

Clothes never bummy
Satin to the silks, I'm icy when it's sunny
Look around: we the largest in the game
All them other boys targets and
I'm flawless with

Yeah, Ibile yea yea, Life, yea
Yeba, ahh woss, aye akamora
Nyobeni ifu, CDQ yea yea
Dedicate this one to my home-boy raaaaaaa

Made a couple of milli

in the dirt
Got dhett shit up for the low, try to rob me, you get murked
Glock stay attached just like, it's a perk
I ain't playin' with dem lil' boys

bookoo[01:51.81]She bad so the bag she bring in be by the bookoo[01:55.57]It's crazy the hate my name bring in be by the bookoo[01:59.64]I don't mess wit too many, boys

a blood but I'm covered by the blood
Baa I'm tough

These boys ain't built like me
Cause I ain't sell out for no gee as in money
Pull up gold chains swangin

I keep one
In the chamber know I
Be sparyin at niggas just like some axe this
Ain't no cap boy they know
Them be facts remember
Them days I was in

watchin' yo mans
Then you a goofy
Boy get off yo ass and get some bands
That's how we do it

First things first, I still put in work but all the opps broke

Yoo man once again
It's yo boy Criusel Maccaine
I got havocktilt on this one
We do it

You praying on my downfall I prayed that get in your feet
We

Put her in Christian like Slayer
Smoking the tree I'm acidic
I went and got me a truck
I done got tired of my civic
I got her speaking Latino
Call me

Jacob's Dream

Alison Krauss

A Hundred Miles or More: A Collection

2007

the old birch tree

Oh mommy and daddy, look past the tears you cry
We're both up in Heaven now, God is by our side
As you lay us down to rest in

alone(I'm not alone)
I know I own the thrown(I own the thrown)
If you try fuck with me(you can't fuck with me)
I'll end your Family tree(yeah your family

embarrass him
My spear hit his ass it'll Bloody Mary
Him, shotty blast with body bags
They gotta carry him
Meek Milly I squeeze millis
And got accuracy, so

won't find me
Out the way
Fuck it
Take a trip
Palm trees in the Bay
Fuck it
All these
Little town boys
For the community
(Community)
Dick
Getting rented

out her mouth and then nut on her nipples

(Ha) yeah
I got, I got my boy, my boy 
Top Floor Boss in this motherfucker, ayy, Lone
Ayy, tell these

Zee
Drip
Money
Gucci
Zay
Evil Genius
Yeah
(Zaytoven)

Time flies by when you really gettin' money (money)
Nigga tryna keep up with me,

spot boy it bout to get ugly
Yeah this shit'll get ugly
Put you in the dirt if you try me like a dummy
Squash you like an insect the way that you buggin'

off of that tree, I'm up in the sky boy
Lil kid don't play with that heat
He shoot you, you die boy

You know I'm all killer no filler
That girl wanna

Twelve Days of Christmas

Bob & Doug McKenzie

Great White North

1982

pounds of back bacon
Three French toast
Two turtlenecks
And a beer, in a tree

Beauty, eh?
Where'd you learn to do that?
Uh, albums
Boy, so, like,

really like the liq I'm pouring up a deucey
Possession flow I lost my mind boy I'm on auto-pilot
Auto-pilot smoking Jet Fuel in Skybox
Going viral just

more exhibition than voyeur, oh boy
Cold dawn mist incarnate
Every day, I wake up in a different carcass
If I climb out quiet I'm myth before tea
I see

the gun
I just don't know
Did I die by the hand
Did I die by the gun
Feelin so so cold
What's wrong with me
Everything's so cold
On a slab in the morgue
But