Lyrics:
spin around, I'm the new kid in town
Yeah it's coming soldier,
April the month it's over
Yeah your run is over
The album is done I told you
What
poon reserves were destroyed by previous Democratic administrations and are virtually empty. The cost of csian imports continues to rise while quality
green, I don't bone out
I want to see what these black men are all about
'Cause if it's my time, I'm just short
If not, I'm plugging they Super Sport
a gangsta, the album is scary
I'm Malcolm, I'll get down if necessary (necessary)
By any means - in which
you breathe in the mic is the reason you left with
clothes you cant tell by the tag
I don't mean to boast and brag but them hoes around you hating
They just waiting on you to slip so I could leave yo ass
say, by saying what you mean
Yeah, by meaning what you say, by saying what you mean
PARI-SHAWN on the beat
S-Wave, yeah, yeah
N.J., da greatxst
N.J
Three passports, Three first class tickets to the money
Straight flights
I live by the cold war
Drove from round the globe
All I need is
First She Eat Her, Then She Ate Me, Then
You Fuck Her, Then She Pay Me
Call It Pimpin
But You Ain't Got A Pimp Bone In yeah
If You See A Bad Bitch Go
So I could tell you about it
I knew it when I stole her book from a box full
That was taken away
By our new landlord
I stayed up all night reading
draps sont les leaders tombés sous les balles
Me saoulez pas moi j'ai quelques albums sous le bras
C'est de la soul en rap pour bad boys et scélérats
147Calboy, niggas, envy me
Like why would I trip? My lil' bro, he my mini-me
Bitch, I live by that smoke, yeah, I'm damn near a chimney
Got a message,
bucket with a clown curse
Long, dark, very spooky scary
I drink an old 40 bottle full of bloody mary, why
'cause I'm Violent J, sick in the nug-bone
I make
to stop by and check us out sometime
He looked at me like I'm out my mind
Shook his head like, "White boys don't know how to rhyme"
I spit out a line
Yo J. Scott
I always said that pendulum gonna swing back around
And cats are gonna wanna hear some real, vibin', old school type shit ya know?
When they know atop the food chains
I could spot biters for acres?
Now be gracious
These minstrels turn a bully cycle civil
By dissolving the candy
album
Puff Daddy, enough already
Now its P. Diddy still sound shitty
How can your group be called Da Band
No body plays an insterment man
I dont
that's that shit I been on
Pour another cup if I'm right or wrong
Tipsy fuck you down by the bone
Torture torture when I see you
Lovely nightmares, even
a mental overload
Angry again, angry again, angry owe!
Words and Music by Dave Mustaine
Angry Again from the Megadeth Album Hidden Treasures
selfish sense, if their behavior is changed or eliminated, then in
The future you won't be hurt by them again, either them directly or their progeny
Being
Yeah, undercover pro, Pacheco, Jeremy D
Dubl J, Ride n Smoke click
It's a major beat, Jay Major I see you homie
Rugged Roosevelt, Dirty Curry Ent
know they want my spot but these J’s you can’t fill em
Taylor Made crown my gown is angelic
I drop an album they treat it like it’s a holy relic
Quduus
Fully loaded coop aye
Diving off the roof aye
Mansion with a pool aye
Playing by the rules aye
Riding with my goons aye
OTM Zoo aye
Always keep it
Fam, take me to where the bars is at
Take me to the street where the bars is at
J.I.D, DJ Drama, let's get it
Ok, I'm mounted up (huh)
High off
went
All these drugs can’t be the best for my head
Don’t leave it to chance but I get what I get
Killing myself, write an album instead
Hang by a thread,
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