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knock off your dome
Gotta FN it's plastic, but I rather tote the chrome
If you speaking to me nigga then you better watch yo tone
Cuz I promise I'm not

this
Call us Mr. and Mrs. Papadapolis
When will y'all learn?
Y'all just interns
You gon' get what you earn, just wait your turn
I rock telephones with

Excuse Me Mr

Ben Harper

Live from Mars/Diamonds on the Inside [EMI]

2003

to shame

And I've seen enough to know
That I've seen too much

So Mr. when you're rattling
On heaven's gate
Let me tell you Mr.
By then it is too

'm sorry if I hurt your feelings but you gotta realize that bitch you offended me
You went to the opp and then made him your friend
Make better choices you

Thousand dollar shades on
My lil' homies boost 'em
Songs bump in Houston like Trae
Tha Truth produced 'em silverback nigga
I suggest you get used

and break
Undress 'em, tie 'em with tape, no escape
The Corleone, fettuccine Capone
Roam in your own zone, or get kidnapped and clapped in your dome
We

of Fame
Mr. Marley, them know your name
Ragamuffin Mr. Marley in the Hall of Fame

When the music hit you, you no feel no pain
In Mt. Zion is where he live

Mr. Marley

Damian "Junior Gong" Marley

Mr. Marley

1996

. Marley in the Hall of Fame
Mr. Marley, them know your name
Ragamuffin Mr. Marley in the Hall of Fame

When the music hit you, you no feel no pain
In

heavy

And have me and crone their dreams

By the time I was seven my mom left my pop

Then we moved to the south side of Yonkers, New York

Then my mom

trust you like a black van
Had some bumps in the road, I turned it to a flat land
Your bitch lit, all my bitches litter like a cat, man
And my lil

can you do me next
(I got a cup of the lean)
(And a big ole wood of your pussy ex)
I'm a lift him then I'll slam him
I'm a call it Seclxded-plex

that every day a blessing, I ain't see it then
Never see it coming 'til you see it in your men
The spirit leaves, the mind goes blank
A body with no

in her heart

Out, I say!

Hey, don't I know you, mister?

Mr. Todd, sir!

The judge
I have no time

Where is she? Where is the girl?

If you want to play, he do then he gon' die
None of these people my motherfucking homie
None of these people my motherfucking friend
Know I ain't

[Gelo]
*Talking*
Sickos
Back for part, 666 baby
Lil' One, Gelo
You know how we do, hehe
Welcome to the Terror Dome

[Mr. Lil One]
Well it's

Stimulated Dome

Myzery

Para la Isla

1998

high
Caught in the struggle, maintainin', tryin' to get by
Read' to die, when it happens, recognize I told ya
Go all out, even if you're coma soldiers
I

and break
Undress 'em, tie 'em with tape, no escape
The Corleone, fettuccine Capone
Roam in your own zone, or get kidnapped and clapped in your dome
We

to die
Being led to the slaughter like a sacrificial lamb
He said, "Wait a minute, boys, you know who I am?"
"Of course we do, we know who you are"

One More Gen

E-40

The Element of Surprise

1998

dude you in your prime!
I said- no not me, I won't stop
I'ma do it for my nigga Tupac
Sober see, that can't be
I been pervin all day since six

the nigga RZA sick
What happen when you got a bigger miss?
That Mr dick is a hit or miss
Don't kiss my hip, I'm ticklish (Ugh)

A$AP and Pro-E (Woo)
Hit it

Die

Slaughterhouse

Welcome To: Our House

2012

not derail
Don't lay your head if you shit by it
Got skeletons, but my shit private
I paved the way, y'all misguided
So try it, I'mma send a threat

I don't really know you
But I still don't bang with you  ((yup
My sissy was your wifey
(Yeah she told me quite a few) 

((a lil something 
She would

that's the risk that Ima take
Do the fucking crime and then we speed off from the fucking jakes
Why you pillow talk to bitches nigga I knew your ass was

we grown  
I met her on first base standin' all alone 
We went to second base and now she in my zone 
Then we told Mr. Third Base we gon' 
I told you