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And you need ten for me to buy drinks at the bar

(You're Ghetto)
Ghetto's what ya are when ya think that your fly
But the homegirls walk right by
(You're

Cthulhu

Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)

(1st Verse)
Deep beneath the pacific ocean in full locomotion

tampons
Into my ears, just only not to
Hear all these wack-ass albums, brought to
The industry by ‘em dumb skinny and tattooed
Freaks, their raps -

Verse 1: T.U.R.K

Imma keep it 100 as a hundred can be
Lyrically, none of these dudes is as nicer than me
If Jay had 99 problems and could end up

the China Club
I'm chicka chung changin in it

No cocaine
But this a helluva drug
Malevolent hugs
Are given by intelligent thugs

They tryna take you out dawg

Haunted by you
Wasted and blue
Desperate sad truth
Without a clue

Haunted by you
Wasted and blue
Desperate sad truth
Without a clue

What are you

If there was one message that you wanted to get across with this album the law of diminishing returns what would it be
I've got to think exactly how

run it man with no gun in hand "Mr. Up To Trouble" like you understand
Me and depression are becoming friends
Im a clever kid
But I'm feeling clueless

Tarzan

Dappy

Bad Intentions

2012

claped by (BANG) Your girl got magged (BANG) by that smooth criminal
I'm A product of my environment
I aint saying me and you are any different im just

loose track, (Wait) red and blue curtains.
Rendezvous, Ferdydurke, after I be working, in the park by the gate see a body lurking,
hunchback posture,

to me, yeah, you are unique, yeah
Fuel to the fire, gasoline

I go hard until I blue screen
You switch emotions like a mood ring
You loosely fit

So Serious

Mack 10

Bang or Ball

2001

All platinum, no good
Every album, million sold
See-m-are will never fold (soooo serious)

(Mack 10)
Gotta bentley coup & 2 range
& my new spotter

do, huh
I trapped and it changed my life
You trapped and all that you got was blues
If I don't OD or get killed by a weapon and die of old age
Would

primitive, I'm Olympian, now it's routed in pistols
Allow me to buy the album, child imbeciles
I was a coward out to intend powerful minutes for
The crowd,

Hold Up

Bun B

Da Bottom, Vol. 4

2005

and they couldn't find me for a week or two, 
My trunk are open like pickable, 
Me I'm... to be sipping through, 
Came to blue, all my speakers blue, but

Hold Up

Bun B

Tippin' Down

2005

and they couldn't find me for a week or two, 
My trunk are open like pickable, 
Me I'm... to be sipping through, 
Came to blue, all my speakers blue, but

Eternal, never lose it 
Leave the beat with bruises
Black and Blue, St. Louis
Lyrics are too fluid

Flowin' ancient like geometry 
Fulfill the prophecy 
Spit

a step gotta get away
Back on this shit and I'm wide awake
Pitch black the shit that I go through, wait
Bitch I'm a dragon to the soul
Fly by with

and the Queens all across the world
By the powers invested within me
I return to you all of your riches
Unlock the chains, step out the cage
No more are we niggas

wanna give it my
All to make it explode hard
Your scenes are Dinosaurs waiting to
Get hit by the meteor
But I won’t allow it cause until the
Day Rap dies

R.I.P. Ty-Ro may he rest in peace
He died 9 years ago when his album released
I'm not sure anybody heard it when it hit the streets 
It had a cute

up in the pot
Feeling clean like listerine boy just wait until album drop
Wait and see, cuz I’m finna be
Yeah
Wait and see, cuz things are rolling into

Broke boy blues
In need of new shoes
My phone rings on repeat
I'm in need of some news of employment
And I got just that
My old employer called he needs

of commission (uh huh)
Me fall off? Under one condition (ooh)
Ooh, They gotta find my body dumped in the sewer
Black and blue-r, underneath horse manur-er
C.