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Killin Season

MC Eiht

Death Threatz

1996

please, no r.i.p.'s for these westside gees
I fires up the stick, grabs the nine and the clip
Which I stash by my fuckin dick
Definitely set-trippin,

Seasons greetings from the two of the best
Of the greatest from the West of cfrica
Yes iya
Ghana
Ras Menstruation
Big up Ras Clart
Wa guan?
Ha ha ha

It's Mr. I don't give a fuck up on the top floor
Smelling like a bag of weed mixing with my Tom Ford
Used to bag it up then I would stuff it in

Check it
I’m high like a rocket now I’m on day 2
I been chiefing on them runts I been smoking haze too
If I stopped having fun my life would be like

And my delusional lo-oo-ve
Aye yea
(verse 1)
Day by day and I see no change
Same old sh*t probably same old feel
Dont matter but they call me blasiann
I

no drive-by's
We walked over

COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas

to wash in the sink
Now i got ten bitches asking to link
Started wit two but now i got several
She said she do yoga so that mean she stretchable
Can't talk

GR team! Mikrofón v ruke
Stage diving nemôžeš dobehnuť
Tak niekde bež dať link pozdrav zo Slovenska
Chlapcovi za Atlantikom
Decko dôjde aj s odkusnutým

Cause at 2 am
On a Thursday night
Cuffing season
Shawty is the reason
I'm tossing and turning
Baby girl I'm fiendin'
I know it's scary hours
I ain't

yeah, yeah

Perová bunda na sebe, yeah, mám ľadový swag (Swag)
Pri sebe mám shit, za ktorý by som šiel sediet
Perová bunda na sebe, yeah, mám ľadový

gripped by Kane
One hit got me stuck
It's the hero killer: Strain!
Just roll it in a Bob
When it hits, you feel no pain
And I don't need a grabba
I could

Peace to Bob Marley/2
This way until my last breath 
See I predicted my death 
Talking to yourself in my comments 
You must be addicted to meth/4
Thats

I need the green
Blowing bluejay yeah I'm blowing the reefa
My dog on my team, look told me to get it by any means
Head shot all of my enemies
Go

oh well she was my freak for the night 
Send chills down her spine cus my wrist full of ice

Only hit once and never link wit her twice
Foreign bitch

Sparrows sit. A grOSbeak
betrays itself, by that

peculiar squeak--ary EFFECT
of SLIGHTest tinkling

measures. Soundness
pleasing ... We hear!

Does

I’m the one, I’m just surrounded by 3’s and 2’s 
I got a line around the corner waiting on me to lose 
I’m done with phony kickin, I can see that ain’t

PEACES
My killas trained to shoot when they see a head nod
You a square bob look like Uncle Tom
Flexin wit dem chains you gone get yo ass robbed
Got yo

wspak wyszukany jakiś przekaz

Dj Feel x na deckach Kaliber 44
I Eminem na kasetach i Bob Marley z Marry
I jak Tom z Jerry'm gonił mi się rap z ragga

one came back again

A lavish recycling trip
A delicate receivership

The granting of new jobs
Flesh covered thing-a-me-bobs

Head shots by dead shots

Shoulder to shoulder we stand

Verse 2
All races and all faces
one by one we gone make it
growing up in the hood they wont save us
but together we can win

Wordplay

Arsonists

Date of Birth

2001

the illest MCs
F being cool, when I pass by you feelin' the breeze
I'm hotter than hell, my mission is to burn and attack you
You want it with Swel? Oh well, I

Beautiful Struggle

Talib Kweli

The Beautiful Struggle

2004

to the season that they born in
You fight in the streets, start bleedin' 'til the blood is pourin'
In the gutter, mothers cry 'til the Lord be livin' by

I am a modern martyr
Young Godfather
Of this rap shit
The Holy Father's
Favorite daughter
No need to fact check
My price is larger
Black Bob Barker
I

Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out