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by the fact that
I just sliced through they back ()
All these new era rappers? Figure's
That they like cap
(Figure's that they like cap)
If I'm a fool

the one the two
And hit em again
I gotta go the for win
Just know that I don't get tired
No Michelin Man
1st round was never the end
Just changed up

One pound two pound three pounds four
All it takes is seven pounds of pressure for it to blow
One pound two pound three pounds four
All it takes is

screened
Just well schemed
I'm trying to have wealth for
My well being by 18 pockets healthy green
What the fuck is 12 beans?
I need the cake and cream

homies and we're chilling like a villains
And we're killing the beat and then we be killing it in life soon
Taking the world by storm
You can call us

Pour two shots for loss Soldiers
And one more for the whole city
Other cities can't fuck with us
And if they do they so silly
Clocked in no time out

deep shit
Listen! I've gotta go but meet me after school
I'll be waitin' by the back 'round two, k?
Got it Hil!
The boy's so fair have fun with it
Third

Spinnin' it's Super Mario
The shit you say in your raps
Gets you booed every battle
How dare y'all compare to mine
But don't Barry remind us of Sanders?

Run the truth
Couple bands that's a lot of loot
Couple mans got a lot to prove
Some of them got a lot to lose
Homie you better believe it
Homie you

word I knew were on tattoos
Surround by weed and some cold brews
Plotting how to make a few Andrews
Thank God satan plans didn't come through (No)
Now I

hood
But I just showed y'all the difference of
(being good and being Goodz)

I'm 2Dope, that's why you angry man
But after you choke
It's gon' be some

really know what was just going on
As I got older, I started to understand
Every single day, I had been raped by that man
Offering me meals and disguising

bullets tend to show us
That amendment  number two might have some flaws
Get the NRA's dough out of politicians' pockets
Then it'll be a piece of cake

passage, sends us back down 
Into a swirling see of a million eyes crying 

Eyes just like yours 
That love, hold and tame 
The jackal inside 
Show

of this intergalactic show, emperor of all known and unknown worlds, the no one knows more than I do about anything, mr grab em by the pussy, president,

view
Gun it to Luanda
Thats a double R
Flying through the power band
Just sent a piston to the stars
Seen them killers walking better walk the other way

and money make them blow like brass
And what I mean by that is that they scream like mad

Step to us and you'll feel like you're at a desk
No you're not in

but I know its just infatuation
That's our communication between us two
I'm thinking about nothing but you
It's not only that but feelings haven't been

(Got the beat by Powers and we just made a banger)

Uh, get your mans
If you switchin' up then tell me in advance (yeah, ayy)
Sticky hold, red

say shit, but just be careful, we pop like rubber band
These niggas been sleep on us, it's like they popped a xan
Woke up in the morning, all I think

and lions
A brass band and more
With his forty fakirs, his cooks, his bakers
His birds that warble on key
Make way for prince Ali!

like this...

The part of Bruce the Duck is played by an oboe...

Louie the Cat is a clarinet.  All right, he's not really a
clarinet.  He's just --- you

saying nothing
Now you get accused of being a
Gay nigga by a gay nigga?
That's just some shit we can't mess with K
But since you claim you a baller
I'm

Talking Seattle Grunge Rock Blues

Todd Snider

Near Truths and Hotel Rooms Live

2003

at the Grammy's show
By refusing to play and refusing to go
And then just when we thought fame would last forever
Along come this band that wasn't even together