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The Body and Soul of Tom Jones/Tom Jones Sings She's a Lady (Tom Jones) · Kill Kill Kill (Anti-Flag) · Definition: Kill Kill Kill (My Hero Died Today) · Edu & Tom/Tom & Edu (Antonio Carlos Jobim) · Tom Tom Club (Tom Tom Club) · Tom Tom Club (Tom Tom Club) · Tom Tom Club [Deluxe Edition] (Tom Tom Club) · Tom Jones Hits (Tom Jones) · Tom Jones & Friends [MCPS] (Tom Jones) · Green Green Grass of Home: The Best of Tom Jones (Tom Jones) – and 90 other albums »


I a legend?
I just got ten number one albums 
Maybe now eleven
More hits than a 'Now!' eleven
That is no reason to treat me like I'm somehow from
I a legend?
I just got ten number one albums 
Maybe now eleven
More hits than a 'Now!' eleven
That is no reason to treat me like I'm somehow from
to cemeteries
With the bag bodies, the good live lives that money hungry
We use the mics to kill dummies

[CHORUS] repeat twice
[Snazz-D]
Black like Tom
And the enormous fields disperse of rap
On the road to the riches more furs to drag
More niggaz to kill, than birds to bag
Hit the jeweler and splurge the tab, uh
[Verse One: Tom Rockwell - Sudden Death]
I took a look at the state of hip-hop, and it made my jaw drop
Ccause it's mostly just sloppy pop
I've
And the enormous fields disperse of rap
On the road to the riches more furs to drag
More niggaz to kill, than birds to bag
Hit the jeweler and splurge the tab, uh
a ghost like Casper
Everything go smooth for me, like I got my Masters
FUBU platinum up, birds in the Acura
Albums platinum up, I kill any bastards
only time will tell, but until then I'll be stackin' my mail
by album album sells, Magnolia wear dwells
I love them bricks, I love the ghetto hoes
'cause
motherfucker, finished you scared admit it
Your new album, shit

So realize with your two eyes that my rhyme hypnotize
Just like Jim Jones bapnitized his
on the slab (slab!), back on the block (block!)
With the hustlers pleading a album, the crank, they froze on water rocks (rocks!)
The boy Emmitt had me
already know what I'm about homie
 I'm young I'm focused I'm just coming out homie
You can go by what you hear through word of mouth homie
Or step out
I'm back on the slab (slab!), back on the block (block!)
With the hustlers pleading a album, the crank, they froze on water rocks (rocks!)
The boy
an album by myself without feature to spit
And still feature my shit, it’s only me and my bitch
All eyes on me, that classic Tupac shit

Now can I get