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Don’t be ashamed to fill me up.

Brew me, sweet me,
Make me tasty.
Put me under the
Melting point of tea.

Boil me, vape me,
I’ll make you not waste

Friend or Foe

E-40

Best of Suavehouse, Vol. 2: Greatest Hits

2001

unfortunate 
You had an alloy spoke Mongoose 
And I had a Huffy 
You owned a green machine 
Three different lunch pails 
I had a go-cart that I built from

Friend or Foe

E-40

Down South Slangin

2008

unfortunate 
You had an alloy spoke Mongoose 
And I had a Huffy 
You owned a green machine 
Three different lunch pails 
I had a go-cart that I built from

Daytona 500

Raekwon

Ironman

1996

Say peace to cats who rock mack knowledge
Knowledgists, street astrologists
Light up the mic God, knowledge this
Fly joints that carried your points

Friend or Foe

Eightball & MJG

On Top of the World

1995

unfortunate 
You had an alloy spoke Mongoose 
And I had a Huffy 
You owned a green machine 
Three different lunch pails 
I had a go-cart that I built from

punctured, penetrated and mashed
Non-lethal pneumatic percussion cap
A meat suppressor rifled muzzle flash

Stunbolt fired
Wrought carbon alloy expelled

Captive Bolt Pistol

Carcass

Surgical Steel

2013

punctured penetrated and mashed
Non-lethal pneumatic percussion cap
A meat suppressor rifled muzzle flash

Stunbolt fired
Wrought carbon alloy expelled

smile

I'm hearing the sounds, low and intense
Of stars that I sought around you, around you
Pieces of glass, melting together
Sweeping and gather, shared

through, reveals what is inside
The moonlight burning like an x-ray shows
The Melting point is low

I’ve never been here before
I’ve never been here before

Either weakens cheaper gamblers
Down for hell inside a melting pot
No one's ever melting they just yell a lot
Stab each other, drink and eat and belly-flop

tell me what it's gon' be
Young nigga chop it up 223
Come to the D, don't hit OGs
And my advice is stay low-key
Bitch we great, bitch we great,

right on time
I'm saying

I used to spend my nights getting lost
Music and black coffee on the Wilbur Cross
Just point out any exit and I'm getting off

gotta see it from my point of view
I've been hurt I've been backstabbed even when I win I lose
Help me, can somebody help me
Enclosing rapid melting like

Why lie?
Why lie, Why lie?
Why lie? Close your pie hole!
Cutting off the negative people I know
Winners put the work in, hi-ho
Bad mind people low

track we makin' here some classic shit
Step up to the plate in the stu', I took a crack at it
Bambino of beats, the Barry Bonds of rap
Ice melting on my

50 50 y'all flipping pennies, i'm flippin yen
50 50 I turn them Grant's into Benjamins
50 50 make yo choice, yo time is limited
Automatic, point

A is for the apple
Take a bite and spit it out
B is for bodega
Eating on your mama couch
Low bazooka with a Puerto-Rican chula
Says she working

knocks
All the loose talks
They tried to frame me
On something that I can’t be

It was a low blow
The pain na go slow
Lord, I’m your real gee
Take me where

hallelujah nigga why never pray? 
i told them I pray when I got to 
face my devil, disguise gee to the melting point of my heart B 
why my eyes red? blood

a game of limbo
How low can you go?, you don't even want to know
We're at the lowest point in history, experiencing misery
All because the plague is doing

make cannabudda
Let's make cannabudda
Ima need 14 brownies so I need 14 grams
Actually throw in an extra point 3 for Uncle Sam
Y’all bettah turn this

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Feelin’ high
Feelin’ low
Even if you make the top
You know there’s only one way left to go

They say God has a plan
For your life
A nine-to-five

spill 
Instead it's steady filling, it's already melting up inside
Percocet ain't working yet and yet ingesting them with pride
Shouldn't have to turn

we're attached 
Timeless days and lovely chats

There's no point waiting I'll find my path
Cause' baby I am no summerchild 
No summer never spoiled no