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Albums:

The Phantom Lodge (Diabolical Masquerade) · Welcome to the Western Lodge (Masters of Reality) · Alive as Fuck: Masonic Lodge, Covington, KY (Black Diamond Heavies) · Karen at the Lodge (Karen Svanoe Westgate) · Live at the Lodge (Veronica Klaus) · J.C. Lodge (J.C. Lodge) · Sweat Lodge Infinite (2Mex) · Black Lodge [CD Single] (Anthrax) · Major Lodge Victory (Gin Blossoms) · Alive as Fuck: Masonic Lodge, Covington, KY (Black Diamond Heavies) – and 90 other albums »


I love bad b****es that's my f***in' problem (Problem)
And yeah I like to f*** I got a f***in' problem (True)
I love bad b****es that's my f
screw and common knew
We had b****es by the dozens "huh" we f***in' cousins
You can throw ya middle finger if ya feel me loc
A n**** just got paid
always startin somethin
And beefin with rappers, why our music so violent
And so dramatic, where's the love?
Why y'all go so much static
Is it real for
always startin somethin
And beefin with rappers, why our music so violent
And so dramatic, where's the love?
Why y'all go so much static
Is it real for
this album packs enough evil
That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this

I go from AP to JC inside of fuckin' week
Wakin' up with
And get stuck

That's how n****s
Get f***ed up

No love at home
With your in-folks
And the world just keeps
F***ing with your mental
And all these
on the airwave and it's yours, pick the heart of your choice.
Friends and lovers, give a call, make a match - by the sound of a voice.

Why-o-you-n-g -f
you to help you
Is never to let these tricks trick you
Mighty ambiguous of you to think I love slut, shit
Dig you a hole? Take the shovel and dig you
(Denis LePage, F. Nickols, J.C. Charles)

(Caroline Rap)
Bouncin', jumpin', holdin'
Dancin, no romancin'
Beats are slammin', jammin'
But in my heart
J.C. and Hacken-sack
Step uncorrect and get blackened
The assassin, find da MC's by the jazz men
I don't tote guns I tote funds
While you still
your Las Vegas
To all MC's, I love it that you hate us
Drop skills that might send wind chill factors
Back through Patterson, J.C. and Hacken-sack
through Patterson, J.C
And Hacken-sack
Step uncorrect and get blackened
The assassin, find da MC's by the jazz men
I don't tote guns I tote funds
While you
MC's be on my balls, straight up
Pubic hairs and everything, lick the whole plate up
Bay Area, roll up your Las Vegas
To all MC's, I love it that you
a gangsta, you a G
But I bet you with these hands man, you can't f!*?# with me
You just a silly trick mark mayne, talkin all that maza
You love the smell
locked in my basement (ha ha) 
Feminist women love Eminem 
Chicka chicka chicka Slim Shady I'm sick of him 
Look at him, walking around grabbing his you
J.C. and Hacken-sack
Step uncorrect and get blackened
The assassin, find da MC's by the jazz men
I don't tote guns I tote funds
While you still
you don't know me by now, you'll never know
Stepping on my critics, beating on my foes
The plan is to stay focused, only then I can grow
Straight
diggin' I'll get deep into your liver
I'm game type
Love f***in' b****es in the same night
My words are aphrodisiacs if you say 'em right
The club be
Artist: Fat Joe f/ Armageddon, Tony Sunshine
Album: Loyalty
Song: All I Need
Typed by: y_c_brat@yahoo.com
[Talking: Fat Joe]
Cool & Dre
Who you
basement!
Feminist women love Eminem
Chigga chigga chigga, "Slim shady, I'm sick of him

Look at him, walkin' around grabbin' his you-know-what
Flippin'
Shyheim (T.M.F. #2)
Twenty-seven (Yea, yea, yea, yea)
Wu-Tang (Stapleton, Killarmy)
Shyheim (T.M.F., Trife the under structure)
Word (What's
Artist: DJ Envy f/ Jay-Z
Album:  Blok Party Vol. 1
Song:   H.O.V.A.
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash

[Jay-Z] + (DJ Envy)
Yo uh, dim
I thank these n****s scared me (it's cool though) 
N**** bump my s*** see don't even holla
I bump yo s*** n**** I'ma holla at you 
(Butt f*** that
bounce with her, puff a ounce with her, not wise, not with
Papi chill, get sloppy, get killed by 
Blood streams the guillotine f'real, yeah 
Pop bottles
brought the hammer if y'all front (woh)

Yeah, the kid been makin' these mami's, yell "papacita"
Since Kangols and shell-top Adidas
Love when te-ta's

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