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a number
Add it on up to twenty-five
The joke is on you, I'm still fucking alive
Had to drive by with the beat tape up in my mind
And combined with

die so
Falling forever, little gleam grown smaller
Moaned a prayer, then I felt stoned by a glare
Fingers shook, my hands began to burn
Pain overtook my

one two and three and of course of me
The main element source to form the Lenz Lenz to be
Lenz Lenz men Earthadox strikes again
Lenz men Earthadox

fire, I'll become a jumper
4 leaf clover, pick it up, bring ya luck
3 Strikes, 3 strikes, I never feel stuck

Make it count, make it count
Make it count,

to a group of fellas
But they all look like my uncle Stu
I stood back and watched from a distance
That's when a red dress appeared by instance
She could have

through
Nestled by the free green pea soup special
One for the mutts that walk three feet in front of their gut
Sipping mush out of of cups
And still

Tornado

Voivod

Killing Technology

1987

the guts of the tornado
Get high by the suction of the funnel
Spinning at three hundred miles an hour
And trying to outwit this monster
Moving

Falling faster into nothing
Cut me down from twelve feet tall
Walk on by with no expression
Clearly you don't care at all

Pull me out of this

to make them smaller than they are
Lyrically ripping them to shreds so gritty, bitch
YOU are my problems, gotta tear you apart
I'm surrounded by death, my

Apocalypse

Wyclef Jean

Presents the Carnival Featuring Refugee Allstars

1997

of a building
Your body's found by children
Playin' hide go seek
All we found was his skeleton
In the back of a car
You spawned with the wrong guard
You know my

Dope House Family

South Park Mexican

When Devils Strike

2006

let me start stunnin'
Blue and yellow diamonds on teeth, baby I'm bubblin'
Up like crack, Luck strike back
Wreckin' all this mics got my money

a self-fulfilling prophecy

You could break me in every way
You could bring me right to my knees
By the time you count to three
I'll be standing on my own two feet

Three grams in my russian cream
Got on bape, Balenciaga and supreme
Feds taking pictures strike a pose
Throwing the fo' up greasy wipe his nose

In

1, 2, 3, go


I'm taking off the gloves
Strike diamonds in the rough
With nothing on my mind
Just ticking off the time
Would do it for the thrill

to plate just wait 
ain’t nobody gon’ hold your weight, your weight
the smaller things in life mean a lot
but we just doubt it 
fully surrounded
by all

Thank You Lord for My Life

Magic

Thuggin'

1999

a lesson, if you listen to the words I speak
You can see my lord is the quickest way to get back on your feet
Parents should be teaching this just as soon

When I strap you down tight so you won't get free the house of horrors begins when the clock strikes three I understand Lucifer when he talks to me. In

to take a hit
I've become interpretive
Tell me what you make of it
Tell me what you make of that
When I take it, never taken back
They taken back, by my

on the order of 16th of an inch or smaller. They drift by the window and I can see them against the dark sky. There were literally thousands of them. It looked

and the lightnin' strikes
Another love grows cold, on a sleepless night
As the storm blows on out of control
Deep in her heart, the thunder rolls

[Verse 3]
She's

strikes
But with any luck tonight
I'll find my way back home

I gotta get the class nerd laid
Or at least get him a date
A little romance at the dance

strikes
But with any luck tonight
I'll find my way back home

I gotta get the class nerd laid
Or at least get him a date
A little romance at the dance

Comin out the 3, cuttin hairs with that boy J-o-e
Yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no hoe
I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate

and gentlemena_³Al Green!

[Verse 1: Redman]
Yo! Yo dogg!
I'mma get this - shhhhhhh! - up, poppin' like "Yeah!"
Chicken drawers be droppin' like "Yeah!"
I keep a dirty