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shit

Yeah, I like my money real neat
Just like I like all my freaks
You said you're fuckin' with me, I'ma just sip my lil' tea
She let me fuck her

Crazy Drunken Style

Masta Ace

SlaughtaHouse

1993

the fat rhyme supplier on the 5 train attire
Goin Uptown, kickin with the songs that be hittin
I'm swingin like my dick on the toilet when I'm shittin
I

always get tripped by a van (skrrt)
I pop in my mama, my bitch, and even my baby mama whip a sedan
I just paid some bands with five-hundred grand, I'm

shoulda wore a fuckin' rubber
That gunta beat me daily with my fake as pussy brother
Pops copped rocks with some junkie cookie cutter
Only home when he's

Raising Hell

Run-D.M.C.

Raising Hell

1986

the wall, on the ball, his name is D
Kind of tall yes y'all, he's down with me

From the mountain valley to the deep blue sea
The word is heard as told by

even my intention
That's just how it fuckin' happened

If you fuckin' with my brothas
Then you know it's automatic
Fuckin' with my money
Then you know it

bubble
Like Arby's fountain Mountain Dew
I'm rocking my own flavors
Spiritual Entity that's how I move
I'm true to my religion but ima sin
If they play

so I can rock it on the weekend,
I might drink until I'm wasted, puff until I'm lifted,
But don't get it twisted I'm about my fuckin' b'ness,
I be

of an era, rock rap's harder this year
No one's tryin to hear some fuckin old fart in a chair
Sittin on stage, strummin acoustic guitar in your ear
So you

a flood
Remember what He's done
My GOD moves mountains!
Goliath Must Fall
Knock his head off!
Goliath Must Fall
Knock his head off!
Goliath Must Fall
Knock

side like my glock so you better watch out cuz I just might pop
You couldn't cut me with scissors, that's because I rock
You're a rat bastard about

Gravel Pit

Wu-Tang Clan

The W [Clean]

2000

by the dropkicks
You know the thrill, yes it's Park Hill
Yo we hit 'em with the hot grits
On the go, check the flow, saying Wu don't rock shit
Stop

by the dropkicks
You know the thrill, yes it's Park Hill
Yo we hit 'em with the hot grits
On the go, check the flow, saying Wu don't rock shit
Stop

saw the past in the rain
Would you repeat it over again
The rays embrace our heads
Ритм юности ритм наших сердец

Our feet are wet from the dew

hip
Rocks in my sock, pocket full of chips

Pull up to your mammy house
I put yo' family straight to sleep
Ridin' with the duster by my side
I'm 'bout

I'm with Lil Biggie, we leave his head swole like a fuckin' piggy
How I'm worth some Ms when I was just down bad with a fuckin' penny?
Oh, you with my

footsteps remained after time went by, something expirin'
I guess them butterflies in my stomach
Have been fuckin' retirin', uh (yeah)

And I love you

I Smell Pussy

50 Cent

The Future Is Now

never lose
See, I can tell by your shoes if you attracted to Bentleys with 22s
You say I confuse you play little tricks with your head
Catching

So better get off of me
All my life, I did this by myself
Pushed mountains and made millions, I'm independent
I feel like I won a lottery, yeah
And I

know I got the fifties
Pull up with the pistol, Imma smack you 'til you dizzy
Let me pop my shit
Imma fuckin' rock your shit
Like it's 2k, Imma block

the bracelets, don't get blinded by the ice Boo
It's not cool, Veronica slept, plus the decimal
Look at my jumper logo look familiar? It's Power (Where is he?)
Yo

really know that Mugz could really flow
Till I came out with "Bingo!" and now it's time for me to blow, so
Here we freakin' go, rock your body head to toe

Backyard fort holdin' a stash of
Stolen ho-hos dingdong's
Mountain dew wearing a starter hat I'd 
Hit my cannonballs big
Always had the best splash
When I

Intentions I been Torturing My Head With - 
I really don’t fucking know what the Hell Is Wrong With Me, 
But to the best of my knowledge Imma Tell It Honestly,