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kings is all around me, queens is everywhere I look
Grangran showed us how she lives her life right by the book
Bible that's her sword, she keeps the Lord

you go to Malden High? I'd say I went everywhere high. It's different now. Yeah, we caved in. Let the kids, oh, let them smoke. They're good kids. Open

back to make us glow
Now we back good as new
Start a day to get thru school
Sometimes we told the truth and lied
But our parents stayed by our sides
So

bendo
This is for my ugly kids and all the weirdos
Don't tell me you how shit goes
You don't even have to try
Shit gon' fall in place, little bitch
Fix

and mentally abuse ur kid
I can write shit to u, u'd never try to understand
Im working for myself, yea, fuck ur helping hand
I was 13, I was stuck in my room

thick
And imma go for dome I just need some brain like this
And they might dip, but I don't care she ate my kids
Hit up AK and we riding to the mansion

with they parents 
Having young teens risk they life running errands 
They catching gun charges and letting kids have it
I couldn't stand by and see my

Why she do that, How she kill it
She's that weapon, You conceal it
You gon feel it, peel it back. Deal it
Like it's crack, Steal it by the pack. I'm

I think I'm gon lose it
Get up out my face are you stupid?
I just found this knife should I use it?
Team Grimey we killed all the cool kids
My team

a double A
D-d-double A
It's a-
Pissed off moms
When I was kicking it with black kids
She preferred
the good looking white kids
With parents who went

Looks shawty tell me why your mans look salty 
Shell toed cdidas and the wrist game gaudy body
Hotter then sun touch on me flame 
We aint for

we ain't grind for this shit?
How you acting like you gang, ain't sling no iron for this shit?
These niggas hating on the kid, they know they better

Revenge Is Sweet

Ghostface Killah

Twelve Reasons to Die [Deluxe Limited Edition]

2013

functions well off spite
I don't do that tit for tat, I blow your shit up like dynamite
Take my life, I'll take every one of y'all
Have your kids thrown out

rapping about violence or deadly weapons
Instead I make music for the kids that's getting kill by weapons
By police or gang bangers banging deadly weapons

my line we ain't talk in a while, don't wanna talk I was good left out, all by myself Imma keep my account, worked on the job but it ain't work out,

What if you need a fucking job but can't get one
Unless you've felt that then you don't know the way it feels
To file for unemployment get a fraction

Ok she like thiss
Baddest in the party she might be my bitch
But juss for the night cuzz after that I might switch
And thats juss wat it is yeahh Im

rapper weed up
shoot off your top, like rap for me
And I been great, I never been decent
Always been either, it's that extreme
My friends and I had

dipping in is a given, isn't it?
Isn't it funny how good for nothings are good for something?
Ain't it funny how Trump be puffing, till a summons coming?

Snuck a bitch then snuck her out my other one she slid

For real? yeah she slid?
I was fucking hoes by the playground I'm Sid the Science Kid
Got this

that's Marie's kid
Seen em on the TV but it's not for good reasons
I gotta find a better way of fighting all my demons
I should cultivate the mind

On a cloud free day
Always looking up
Never looking down
To the ocean
Like the Good Old Days
Now, hold it for a minute
Everything you know can change in just

Spank My Booty

Lords of Acid

Our Little Secret Stript

1997

Spank my booty, come on and spank my booty
Spank my booty, spank my booty real good

When I was a kid I was a lazy child
Always skipping school,

is, this is
Listen up
This is, this is, this is, this is, this is
Oh, New York
Listen up

One's for the trouble
Two's for the show
Three's for