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ring your doorbell, you act like no one home
I felt a different feel inside, I bet I set the tone
When I get on, I’ll be alone, and not answer my phone

like I tugged on your spine, I just be 
Rippin' and grippin', flippin' and livin', shippin' to different spots
Livin' the vision, liftin' my gift and,

Walking After Midnight

Boondox

Krimson Creek

2008

my dog out to piss in the middle of the night 
In my backyard illuminated by the moonlight 
Was a women in the haze and from the back she's looking

Geedorah now its on in the streets
Rhymes like Visine to keep your eyes clean
Blinded by the high beams and miles of dry memes 
Clogging your twitter feed

T in the spliff
Pour 3 in this bitch
Like why he shoot from the hip

Passionate but scandalous
Mr fantastic fabulous
Running through your catalog
Pass

the fight
Because they haven't been able to take the fight out of the dog

If you haven't figured out by now, I've always been right
Talking like I have more

Don't make me show my teeth

Y'all too busy chasing cheeks
I go get it every week
Yeah, yeah, move your feet
I be jigging on IG

Cause I love it when they

working hard
Send me the cedes I will slide
Niggas be capping I'm finna shoot them in the head
Yeah I'm flexing with the on my neck
Real niggas by my side

fans
Stamped
I can tell if its real or fake
By the shake of a hand
The slight of a glance
The look of a smile
The vibe of man
The status of friends
Ugh

is just, suggest they all watch the trees they barking up
Cuz dog, my band, we with all that Jazz, feel like Snarky Pup
Artist touched by the Gospel

Roll us a blunt with too much sauce
Fuck him once
Ellery told me Better me
Than of these young ones
No time for the edit
Get yo credit dog smarten up

Back Where I've Stayed

Choclair

Flagrant

2003

You don't have to worry 'cause I'm comin'
Yeah! I see your hammer, see your car, see you Mr. Norm
Back to where I should have always stayed
I see

teleport to Sunday
Rappin' digits, bout my business, welcome to my IllGang

Am I still a Rapper?
Man I shouldn't shake your hand

You ask them kind

it real If you'll be a friends I'll be your friend

Whether you want to north or down south east coast west don't matter
Ain't no bribe worth worth

Carry on
Trust me you don't wanna carry on
Mess wit us then you gone be gone
Promise you ain't finna respawn (Nah)
Brain & Brawn
Got the brain bros

on the run
Your bitch tells you she can't fuck
Smokin' backwards
And fuckin' just for fun
Blunts got me so high
Try to make a blunt out of a hot dog bun
Billie

sides of the swingman
3rd time, fuck a charm, this a ring band
Right here when they ask
"Where the king at?"

Yeah, try me dog
Wrote this shit off

birds can't fathom this, equipped 
Keep my ducks in a row like Gordon Bombay, cornish hens that pass by is waving
Cot Damn, I reject propriety, Keep cats

that bitch like Odell
I still think these hoes is going to hell
I stand by myself, middle of the field
Haven't felt like me in fuckin' years
Running your

Mr. Kashchei and the 13 Prostitutes

Freak Kitchen

Freak Kitchen

1998

more puzzled as the girl picked him up and dashed back to "The House of Sin". The dog, friendly by nature, mistook Kashchei's shouting and waving for

I'm wearin' with respect, I want your chain, I'll tear it from your neck
I'm from the east side, them niggas over there be movin' Fent' (we outside)

your money pick all dat up by yo feet
See her dancing on her buddy another shot of Hennessy
Make it nasty as you want too if it was up to me
Drop hit

'bout the Benjamin's (Woo!)
God be with you if you hinder it
Nigga get off my dick
Damn, at least consider it (Yay)
It could result in your injury (Yay)

You ever roll over to stare your ceiling, and that's not enough
Everything that you have gotten, was given onto you, so getting your own is a must