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T-P-M
Monster Musick
My mind is a Glock 45
The beat is the mag and the mic is the slide
If we pull it pull it back, see what's hiding inside

Gotta zoom to the zip
Got a room in the V.I.P
Gotta move in a bit
I be back up in a jif
Like the bag I gotta split
Duffel bags I gotta get it
I be fresh

8Town!
It's the Don!
Let me introduce you to the California sauce
Lets Get it

Wasn't tryna settle down
I  been busy racin' round
You  been on my

these verses
Me wo krom stilli p3 bidi until I be a legend
Me koma do me fie, it's why I'm twi-pop repping
In and out with the flows, Champion coast

but I got a rebound
Real deal driller, come outta Mac Town
Really get rich, or either die trying
Really from the mac, so you know I'm pushin' P

Ain lil

my dust fill the sky (Bitch I'm gone!)
I'm slashin' active; I'm trained to go when its static
Lookin' at my competition like y'all are far below

she was pregnant again (damn)
She's wishin' you well and tellin' you, "Go on with your life"
And in the P.S., my baby daddy said not to write
It cuts

Bumpin and Grindin

Inspectah Deck

The Movement

2003

split, diggin' that hit from way back
I gained that lady with the black Baby Phat
Stacked in the back, that ass, crazy fat
She bump and grindin', makin' it

Undastand

Heltah Skeltah

Nocturnal

1996

I'm at the door bringin' war to your town
It's the Rock, now you gotta Get Away like Bobby Brown
I get down, punk gets pounded like fractions
Worlds

If You Got the Money

Jamie T.

Panic Prevention [Bonus Tracks]

2007

what you're told man choke on it

We be near heaven at a quarter to eleven
By three we are thinking of the love we lost
By four we be high,
Thinking

suppressor on my Glock no it won't make a sound
Move around, I'ma spin this bitch 'til y'all go out of town
Miami trips, yeah, we havin' .40s with the thirty

Bimp my attitude
P dank crew, them my bros, my dudes, oh
And Sarah too
We've been through, all these ups and downs
We roll though your town
Shut it down,

left a civil war camera lens, a bible, a hat, and a paddle
His desperate family landed west
In that bright young town of Seattle
Now Princess Angeline

The Godz Must Be Crazy

The Demigodz

The Godz Must Be Crazy

people skewered and leaks ya fluids
into the streets and sewers, if by chance God sees me do it
Should shoot a big hole down to Hell and lead me to it

Litt 15

Wiki

No Mountains in Manhattan

Pissing off the kids that live with me
I live in a town well i'd say it's a city
That's got everything to give to me
I do get down pray say that I'm

mane
Emptying round after round, yeah
Ropeman, Happy Feet, Silicon Wings
Solar Flare, Trashy, French Hotel
Shooters on the roof let it sing 
Blasting out

go out of town  

So for the sake of the country vote this Election Day
By mail, absentee or the old-fashioned way 
If you have to go out make sure

you magic the pain away

Huh? course not that's how life goes, jus like living on a tightrope, it goes clink clink Another drink, like the song by Spike

I can't promise tomorrow 
I promise a bottle of Dom P or Moscato
Circo'ing or Patron if you're really into liquor
You wanna keep it simple I'll just

Yea, yea, BMT, happy birthday Q, 777 baby
B-Ham in this mug, B-Ham, yo
Check it, Tru & Livin'

Yo, I got styles for all emotions I feel
Dope and ill

shit back

Hot sauce, glitter bombs and acid washed denim get paraded round town like the coolest shit ever
It's lame shit your addicted to the fame

mistakes Then proceed to make it by any means
Soon I’ll be voice of the streets wait till I hit your screens
Getting rounds of applause while the ladies scream

three years old when my mama left the town
Ahh shit look at me now
Prolly seen me in the V with my circle we around
They jockin' it's going down
Tell tope

Ply me wit
Until
He D.I.E

Laugh & See
I Let it fly
Like veeze
I ain't worried
bout dese niggahs
So don't ask
bout me
I crop Ah
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