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smoked like a gar 
Coming with static that shit is habit 
I want me a Patek
I'm gone live lavish 
And I just been chilling 
Could really be spazzing 
But

paid in overtime and I don't want a sober mind
I just want a good ol' time
Forgetting shorty name up by the second but we gone be fine
She gone have

Pusherman '95

Nemesis

Tha People Want Bass

1995

he tried to sleep, but could not rest
So he centered his life around all that crack
And had two bodyguards watchin his back
Got his crew together

life
With more suns and bikes
And less giving Vicodin
I dream of Luther Kings speech
We need some more people writing them
And practice what I preach is

but his right hand scuba dived
Don't die by a sword that you used to shine
You can drown for your king, you don't know about Ophelia
Cah we got iron,

breath

Two brothers back to back
Missing one brother but we'll finish the track
Me and my crew, we used to be so tight
But ever since he gone I keep

Move On

Emage

Soul Deep

1994

rotting
We won't forget you let a brother try to dis you
I swear to god he better have a blade and plus a pistol
Forever miss you got babies that want

Everybody grabbing life right by the balls
Cause we don't know oh
If we'll even see tomorrow oh oh oh
I
I want you to stay
Stay

on you

Take long steps cuz I got long legs 
And we have good talks cuz he give good head 
Know some niggas with a temper they be real upset
Talking real

hardened
He said This House I Shall Live
So right there my sins have been pardoned
It's mercy
Because we're sinners saved by grace
If not, smell it like

Welcome 2 the Party (Ode 2 the Old School)

Kid Rock

Devil Without a Cause

1998

this way and let your mind be free
And by the way "welcome to the party"

Hey Grandmaster 5 that old school shit's fresh
But uh let's rock some of that

this way and let your mind be free
And by the way, welcome to the party

Hey Grand master Bob that
Old school shit's fresh
But uh let's rock some of that

We in the backlot pullin' drifts uh
You don't call the shots
You just a mascot
You a bitch punk
They don't want the smoke
They off the crack rock

a cost em
Fuck it, we still tryna live nigga!
We dont play, can't have mama worry bout bills she won't pay
Why would you test the god I got the rest of ya

Basikmurs

Murs

F' Real

1997

one on one 
This is Basik Yo checking in one two
Watch out for your whole crew
We might do them by the two's
Three's and a hundreds I got you in

and sound wack
Fake every single day but never hesitate to yell facts
I hope you rats get your tails caught by a house cat
What happened in that hotel room

"And then, the finer details, who's your Juliet?
What's the dynamic in the situation between the two leads?
You know, I guess we're all just
We

Story
We now return to "Celebrity Apprentehh"

Donald Trump Impression now Lil' Jon
Why do you think your team lost?

Lil' Jon wHO WHAT!

Donald

I’m rapping
Relax, you just gassed, no, we are not competitors
Ion’ even know what I want no more but this I live to do
Anything more or less won’t

The Shipment

The Coup

Steal This Album

a fuck if we missin a fender 
Mix it in a blender, you ain't home return to sender 
Can't be saved by cokenders or a public defender 
This ain't no

want a knock out
Mi casa su casa, your crib is my house
Cause home is the place where
The real niggas hide out
Scream thug life like I was
Raised in Pac

Throw it on, same old tune
Same old fit, to look cool
Bada bing, bada boom
Break it down, fuck up the booth
Smash some hits, sock it to em
Pass

But I kept her in the bag, like rye trips in Chex Mix
I didn't want it, I left it, but ain't lost it
I live a wealthy life, but you will never see me

mothafucka like a Nazi

[Chorus: Chris Gun]
I'm not afraid to die
I'm not afraid to die
You know that snitches don't live long
And real G's we multiple
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