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yak yak yak yak!

Dot  : I'm mad, I'm mad                       Wakko: Are we there yet?
I'm really, really, really mad                I'm tired.
You

evil than evil
Evil and evil yea yea
I had to leave you yea yea
It's a red dot to yah chest bam
Bam so you must go to rest
Amma put a lock on your
Head

the shore
I been steppin on shit all year now my feet are sore
Imma pull up with my people I hit my eagle caw
Red dot me a evil eye I knock the evil off
I

One, two, three
Here we go now

I really like those polka dots
I like those polka dots
I like those polka polka dots

I really like those polka dots

the dots

We were born into the chaos and were told to choose a side
That the other guy is evil and against him we must fight

It's a story that's been told

Cus all the things we used to be
Be, be, be
Are hiding on your USB
Be, be, be
Won't you play, play you and me
Me, me, me
Dot, dot, dot
Dot mp3

I really

this to stop
Won't you take a gamble on me, I swear I'm worth a lot
And you got me got me, got me, got me, got me thinking
All this dot dot dot
Dot dot

All of my people are evil
All of my, all of my people are evil
All of my, all of my people are evil
All of my, all of my people, all of my people

em like a Burna Boy

Said
F .
E .
A .
R .

K .
K .
K .
I don't wanna hear nomore dry shit spit shining black wax like K.Dot
If you got no comfort wit

are, I know it may not be all true
Am I more evil? Or do I care too much?
The answer ain't simple, thinkin' all I want is a touch
The time is done for

Floating in space on a Pale Blu Dot (ya)
Trying to make sense of this life I got (I got)
Floating in space on a Pale Blu Dot (ya)
Fuck what they say,

Conquerors

M.O.P.

Mash Out Posse

2004

First.. (YEAH!!) Family - YEAHH!!

[in the background]
It's the M dot O dot P {*dot P* - repeat}

[M.O.P.]
Dis da Mash Out Posse baby
Lemme tell

just can not like it

The real music, we will show 
Have to be humble
Have to start from below
But are really thinking just about spending

But it's

This ain't bliss
How you plan to fight back
When you don't know jack
What are they hiding 
About to tie my sack up
Most leaders evil 
Repeating sequel
I

Cri Text Evil Money Records what's up
Fuck your little record label nigga
Yall a bunch of No Names
Never heard of ya yo
Life is full of schemers cut

Let’s talk about value, and how you could never really get it
From these pathetic providers entirely synthetic
You’re better off using your credit

Oh no, are we in a musical?
Uh, hope not

Hello, friends, my name is Queen Watevra Wa'Nabi
Don't worry, I'm totally not one of those evil queens

Aye, turn me up in this bitch man, aye
That's my evil twin nigga, that's my evil twin
That's my evil twin nigga, that's my evil twin
That's my evil

spiritual the other side is ritual
God's children sinning that's a blast residual
Seven s's in the beginning so that the evil hearing get the visual
We not

Growing Up

Peter Gabriel

Up

2002

Folded in your fleshy purse
I am floating once again
While the muted sounds are pumping rhythm
All the walls close in on me
Pressure's building

And really need to learn
Evil begets evil
And hatred rules our world

No morals in this world
They have disappeared
It's everyone for themselves
We are self

see
Can't you see
That I do this for the love
You don't even gotta pay me
Don't you really see what's up
Doing doughnuts in the truck
While I'm smoking

then
I'm unarmed my cheeks are red and
In my palm there is knot of tangled tenets
I'm disarmed when my alarm is not turned on cuz I forget it
For too

E.B.A.H.

Tech N9ne

E.B.A.H. & Boiling Point: K.O.D. Collection

2012

EBAH!
Evil brain, angel heart
Evil brain, angel heart
Evil brain, angel heart
Evil brain, angel heart!

Fucking right, I'm a maniac and I'm loving