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John Mello on the beat
Ryuk
Grawlix
This mud what I'm sipping bitch this ain't no beer
All this dark in my cup bitch this ain't no clear
VVS on your

plays round the way nigga
What you thank nigga
Them crackas give a bond ima make it ain't no game nigga
Feds ain't pick it up but if they do I'm hopping

(Great John on the beat, by the way)

Look, look, I'm a young nigga
Boss winnin', pockets full of rubber bands
Bitches see me, get to forgettin'

inherits light
I wanna take a chance roll a pair of dice
And if i roll doubles that be very nice
But i'm real plagued by this wary mind
And feeling real

Dbum dbum dbum soft ass got trucked by Ry
Max is so gay
Aye we fuck for free

How you get exposed playing never have I ever
Got my first kiss in

on Vic Falls
Got no time to Pick calls
But if it's an emergency I might just need a burner on me
Somebody told me take a cab to John Hunt way
You might get

Man you talking shit to me like you even in the same ball park
You can't see me, I'm like John cena bitch
I am a all star
Got him in heavy motion,

tiger, prowlin' biter
Scouting niggas out, rifle, sniper
Whippin' shit up, servin' niggas, diner, dash
Hit 110 in the Viper, got the wrong one
Better pick

the SEO strategy
At least two thousand followers, at least ten thousand streams

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We paid per click and by commission, wrote the hits

Dangerous Minds

Styles of Beyond

2000 Fold

1998

to pick up your pen and defend
Cause if you can't, me and my friend, terrorizin all
Revoke all my actions and still won't fall
Stab you all like rag dolls -

Why the Psych. Can't Do It

Ganksta N-I-P

Interview With a Killa

1998

about?

As I go in a rage
Shoot inside the crowd, make em scatter like Raid
Don't give a fuck, bitch duck, he fell in the lobby
Pick up a needle now

Original song, music & lyrics, by John Lennon:

As soon as you're born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Till the pain

can tell man's blessed by lord huh
Real calm thoughts, then I step up the order
Right now you look so elegant
No ones catting that style
When I hit up

that often postpone my hope
I'm broken, tryna pick up the pieces, like where the fuck they go
Slowly overtaken by my woes
Flirting with death but when I

die
Stick to your guns, learn it's a lie
Killed from the rules you live by
Be slick on the run or stay out of sight
It's do or die, pick a side
'Cause

Followers get the order do the shit
Loner don't have order but they by themselves
Hit a snag ain't nobody there that could help
All have a place all have

of duckin' one time
I told my nigga give me a price, he said love
They gon' be gone by the night like they Suge

We need a bride for this Glock 'cause we

Pints got seals like I'm rollin with the navy
Ballin out like a first round pick
Nah I aint scammin, everything hit
On my Hardaway tip, nah I don't miss

droppar jag har clear eyes
Young boy rock up Air Nikes
Nåt jag gör jag har det i mig
När jag träffar träffar min kran
Sen jag pick up pick up min last
På

like casper
Now I just follow the One that is Holy
Everybody say that I'm looking different cuz they see the light of Jesus I been glowing
I hit that

I keep the hood with me
They know that they good with me
Represent right or get left for dead get you hit like i'm Suge silly
Rollin a wood whipping,

So Ruff

E

Chicano Rap, Vol. 1

1999

the west, first rule
In fact, we the first Bloods and Crips
First niggas to drive by sendin tricks on trips
First niggas to hit yo town and set up shop
Bring

Letters in My Head

Fleming & John

Delusions of Grandeur

1995

smiling very politely
But now I've got a few words I'd like to say
You ever come near me again, I'll have to hit you in the chin

I'm writing letters in

flows 
Pick em catch them by the toe 
She got me Tapped out dreaming bout some bankroll 

I got work tomorrow and I don't wanna go 
But Gotta stack more