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Thoughts in my head
Thoughts in my head
Thoughts in my head
Thoughts in my head
Thoughts in my head...

A dead body laying in his house for three weeks
Until

I'm on a glide, YG on a 1-2-5
How many times did she wanna ride
That's one bad one right by my side
Said I'm on a glide, YG on a 1-2-5
How many times

(Rap) Superstar

Cypress Hill

Body Parts

2000

fake
You know what I'm saying
No matter what you just been through

So you want to be a rap superstar
And live large a big house 
5 cars, you're in

of love and lust, I rather get money, fuck a bitch
I wanna live alone, on my own, my niggas don't wanna understand
So I said it's either that or just get

other bitch so I already passed your test
When I come by you looking forward to the sex
(HEY)
I put three percs in my pineapple Fanta
Off the wine you

The Killing Fields

Insane Clown Posse

The Riddle Box

1995

slowly tears away
My flesh is stuck to my bed as I begin my day
Walking out the house, this morning, the sky is red
The streets are crowded with the bodies

hold me back I
(Keep a heater by the big dog) 
I never wanna hold you back I
(A nigga gotta get this dough)
I just wanna live my life, live my life, Live

around
Voices in my head
It's getting crowded
And they talking loud

I'm in the building
With no invitation
Haters lock me out
I got tired
Of knocking

And there we were
The two young titans at odds with our world
Surrounded by things 
Useless shit we could live without

We were an island

get by ‘cause
I hate Monday
I hate Sunday
I hate the feeling of a crowded 2 train
You can’t trust me
You disgust me
I don’t care ‘bout your opinion so

the toupee and the mask off
Reveal to the world, that they ain't ever going to last, bruh
Bring them to a house of pain, like Everlast, uhh
Always looking

Riddim roll
Whole heap a Dem
Sell Dem soul
You know?

Don't throw stones 
If You live up inna glass house
Don't throw stones 
If You live up inna

Grime scene law, I stay raw
I live by the grime scene law, I stay raw
I live by the grime scene law, I stay raw
I live by the grime scene law
I live

Sick with it, ill with it, keep building it House Gone, stand tall, I'mma live in it
Brick by brick, why feed em when I can Teach em how to fish

to my bed as I begin my day
Walking out the house, this morning, the sky is red
The streets are crowded with the bodies of the living dead
They're trying

drop
Niggas hatin' on the internet
Only cause I can't run up in your house
And lay yo head on yo laptop, crack rock
With the rap spot
To the top man, I'm

Y'All Scared

OutKast

Aquemini

1998

Piece by piece, this puzzle comes together
Sever your ties with the bad guys, let the lies go
If you wanna be a hoe, go 'head and don't be scared

was on a seal (swerve)
We was sinnin' on Sunday, that bitch in my hand
But I'm sinnin' in my head, know I'm gon' prevail, uh
If I call her house

nothing
Remember when we all went to go eat dinner
Our house was so crowded our elbows was touching
We had it bad okay yeah that's fasho
But my mom she

sure you see the smoke when I'm pulling off
sipping out a double cup and its filled with Pineapple Express
Had to double up chain smoking them by

movements like Zed
Their heads back and forth, unsure of my steps and I'd prolly
I'd prolly, I prolly wouldn't care about them
I prolly have died by now
I'd

right
You live by your convictions
That bore me
Emerging from a dream where houses are green
Make your own story
Let me feel everybody here
You live by

Right now, I'm wondering how
A million sounds drown away in my mind
Feels like time's crawling by
And I doubt I could get out
And beat around all

even about it
I tried to get through ya head and find all the times, but it was too crowded
Missing the plan I had ,was just tryna just do it with you,