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cars, money all devilish thrills
Let's keep it real
As a teen I was trapped
To believe in the fact
Gotta bleed for a stack
Hell no
No seeds in the pack

the mornin'
I got bad bitches on me every moment
Fucked a white girl, gave me higher credit
You know I be cuffin' shawties by the second
I'm sippin' on juice

I was conceived thru a persistent seed
My mama gave me game young Super Mario 3
My he-man power sword kept them snakes from 'round me
Fun-dip in my

Magye me shada
Matwa maso, mente
Forgetti mo kasa
Bad things sum ase
B3y3 den mada
Akwashe, y333te
B3y3 den mada
Through the storms, it was only I
Bad

Smoke your life away 
Fuck your life away 
Dream your life away 
Scheme your life away 
'Cause your seeds grow up the same way 

A voice cries from

The Streets

Snoop Dogg

Ghetto Heisman

2002

brubble bellin', career felon
Escalade, 3 braid beer wearin'
Fuck it, I thug for free an' thug to eat
Niggas call me 'Home of Cake' 'cause I love the cheese

seeds?
Why’d you choose me as your bad habit?
When I’m not around
Baby, you know you can’t stand it
Why?
Why’d you stick around through the filth?
Baby,

a different scheme
Seeking good apples hidden on bad trees
Wooed by that fruit unfit to eat
Madam Eve sat conceived with Adam's seed
"What a fool I was to let

I execute this rebuke, good master
He said, these cometh not out, but by prayer and fasting

Like, one, two, three, four, five, knock a demon down

or three days later
My styles more dangerous than wrestling alligators
In shark infested water by yourself late at night
So if you’re having second thoughts

trees everywhere I go
Plant a seed in this greenery blooming watch it grow, blooming now watch it grow
I'm in the sticks

I'm by my lonesome once again

Going Bad

Charmelle Cofield

Anghellic

2001

The bad apple
The bad seed
That's me
The bad people
The bad karma
The bad breed
Mushroom tripping
Brain's a mushroom cloud
Finding groupies
Tugging

need
3m 3m 3m 3m money Moe Money
Das it nigga call it my 3m 3m 3m's
Ayeeeeee

Bad yellow Thang she jus slid up in my
Dm's Dm's Dm's think she got a nigga

countin' up commas
I got a bad bitch, She perfect like honesty
Don't think it's no one that can fuck wit me honestly
I'm at the top of the hill where i'm

on the count of three
Gotta watch out cause he's after me
Devilish thoughts wanna grow like seed
I will not fold I'm a Godly breed
Figure this out on the count

Panpansrada nanka mma
Madeda!!!!!! Madeda!!!!!!

Shake that booty for me
Adwoa Mansah eeeiii woku me
Towobo ase na twe me
Mili mili mede b3ma wo

Captain Vegetable

Sesame Street

Silly Songs

1996

good for me
And they're good for you, so eat them too
For teeth so strong, your whole life long
Eat celery and carrots by the bunch
Three cheers for me,

Game of Life

Snoop Dogg

The Game Is to Be Sold Not to Be Told

1998

game

Steady mobbin', d o double g, ain't no limit to that shit
Nigga carlos on the beat beats by the pound
'bout 3:34 in the morning don't even

bad

Don't need alcohol to get me high
Don't need pills to get me thrills or get me by
But when I smell some freshly ground up skunky bud
I know it's

and go harder
Can't be just planting these seeds you need some more water
How my melanin shine
You think I copped from Johnny
My brothers live in these

My verbals and graphic grammar
My verbal murder stretch from
Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm & Hammer
All across the planet
Niggas crumble like

the cybernetic cascade
Blade Runner walks, with shadows by his side,
In the neon city, where illusions hide

Verse 3
Through the smog and haze, he tracks his prey,

Lui$ too thrill (R.S.)
Money sign ting'

Aye, baby girl, you be lookin' so fine
Say she finna party till the sun gon' rise
Say she hella bad, I could

inside the game, it's too big
It's a tight fit never made a bad song
They don't come out of my lips
Got the game by the neck
Won't let go I got tight grip