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There's a Price 2 Pay

Afroman

Sell Your Dope

2000

up the beat
Went to my castle
Fucked without a hassle
Oh, it felt great in her asshole
She was sexy seductive
Her name was Morgan
I loved the way she

zone I’ve been breaking through, yuh
I live life so simple whatcha you wanna do? yuh
Life be passing by hope you make it through, hope you make it

for chasing
I hate sucker niggaz, keep em the hell from me
Man you pussies make me sick like an STD
I don't mix with niggaz, and recipe
You call it

a crip 
I need the drip
Tryna feed my family 
I think I’m finna sink 
I don't want to be anywhere
Don't want to be alone
Without you here by my side
Imma

you by my side
This is too much  stress
I think I'm losing my mind
I'm sorry pe wenze  moyo sina kambe venikamba yonse nama flower wayapokela ku manda

still couldn't run me
Out this rap game, it's I.N.C. for life
Niggas gonna know soon, cause Brownsville's trife
All up in the mix like blenders
Offenders,

for you 
I wouldn't be here 
Til the end 
Gonna be my brother 
You my hero 
I don't need no other 
Always by myself 
Had nobody else 
Only had your

Gunz Still Hot

Rasco

20,000 Leagues Under the Street, Vol. 1 [2000]

2000

ah,yo 2000
Grand Imperial
New and improved
Show and prove

[Verse 1]
Yo,the underground rap veteran here to bring you
Cats the medicine to stop all

Brown Crowd

Lil Rob

Crazy Life

And Sir Crown why don't you mix in the oldie
The hay'll keep the shit bouncin'
I got the jealous vatos time 'cause I got the hyna'z shoutin over LIl Rob
One

I'm blue
I just want you
You
You
All that
Uh
I fear if I make it far I'll never make it back tho
And I'll miss the days that we would skate and rap

back on the mix
He's back for the love he's back in the booth
Track after track doing what it do
Without the complications will he be able to excel

a bati boy in 'im head like a rasta
What's my name bitch? (Mr eXquire)
Don't forget the muthafuckin, without that it's nothin
I bring the ruckus, these

O and Joe Cooley, Mix Master Spade, King Tee, Bobby Jimmy
Bumpin' that Roaches!

I was raised by them funkateers
What we give em leave em wit torn

Uh! DelaCruise. It's been a while, but I'm back

The very heavens in the sky all quiver when the king flows
A veteran without a need for an intro

Uh! DelaCruise. It’s been a while, but I’m back

The very heavens in the sky all quiver when the king flows
A veteran without a need for an intro

fake
It's getting Erie outside but I'm still chillin by the lake
People always downplay anything that you orchestrate
That's why I'm chillin by my dolo
I

If my life is a movie, then that shit is borin', I do not involve with drama (Nah)
But I'm still quoted more than the fuckin' Dalai Lama (Ha!)
This

a fuckin' job where they do just the same
Earn a name with game complainin' bout what happened yesterday
Revertin' back to older ways
Glazed by what I

the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of
The doctor of the mix
cnd these reasons I'll tell you why
You see I'm six foot one
cnd I'm tons of fun
cnd I

Flip them racks let it stack 
I mix my raps on my Mac 
I’m spitting facts and that’s a fact
Don’t need no rats up in my lab

I’m piffin high grade

Cat cut hates tongue's on this one have some stripsols
Be surprised by my humanitarian ways
I'm so humane
Perfect Gods design extra gifted its so insane

the skills to fuck with my fleet
I lay down my laws and laugh without pause you making that soft and braking that off
You faking that In a circle of the ill

tissue, hit through your spine
Who did it without the pistol
From the gristle, I grind
That's why I'm always in the mix
And all them list y'all align
I

was a bartender
'Cause the way I serve it without a blender
I mix it up couldn't tell my agenda
Go and take a shot and watch you surrender
Look around