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him
DMX wanna get down, well, you tell, homie
I'm on that Treach shit, I do my dirt all by my lonely
I should rob Clue, man, his shit did well
I

church
I'm a live my life til I get my worth, words stay blunt cause I lit this purp
Keep a slut close so my dick get slurped lil baby eat til she get

nose you's a fucking clown
Lit off hennessy im about to drown
Im a fucking king go and grab my crown
Ima fuck your bitch yeah dick her down
Ima get my

bitch running her hands through my hair
Mad lit, blowing smoke up in the air
Drum kicks, followed close by the snares
7 1 6, your session ain't shit till

a brawl
If you fall down
You got to get up
Put both feet on the ground
You gotta square up
Grab the bull by the horns
You got to fight back
Slip life a jab

Make the boombaclot clap, get out the trap, it’s a trap
Heavily influenced by drugs and corrupting the youth
Only afew heads still fight for hip hops

face
Lit up by your phone

Staring at my phone like a mirror
But I can't see you any clearer
And please don't wait to long
To pick your phone up

the trunk, nigga, I'm on the highway (let's get it)
Best believe I was 2 cars back
My nigga bring 'em back for a couple of stacks (yeah)
I'm just havin' fun

West, we gun slang, boomerang, we bust back
Shred of dignity remains, let it hang by a thumbtack

I bust at a dumb rat, dumb rat
If you bustin’ I bust

cassettes and CD's
Produced and arranged by the four-man crew
And oh shit, Skiff Anselm, he gets props too
Make sure you have a system with some phat house

Shake ya ass take it down to the flo
Shake dat let me see you get low
Shake ya ass take it down to the flo
Shake dat let me see you get low

Shake

turn up let's get lit
My life full of ups and downs ups and downs
And I don't know which way I'm gonna go
I keep my head up yeah I'm strong
You mess with

love it, they don't love it

I been laid back so long, I'm tryna get turnt
Fuck searching my name, dawg, that's how you get hurt
Fuck being likable,

bitch like fanatics and shit
From the attic I spit, to the atoms I split
Smoking the green from the cabinet
Lit as the cannabis get
I just be spazzing'

alone
If you need a hand, here I am and I’ll help
Let’s get you back to yourself
I’ll be right here, standing right by your side
If you need a hand, come

Get Up

Slaughterhouse

Welcome To: Our House

saying
Venom is spraying which is why all I know is
I'm on a all time ultimate high inspired by all time low

How quick are you gonna get up
How quick

Sit back roll a b up while I record
Feel like I'm better by myself anyway
Cause you could go and leave me any day
And what I look like begging you

to the east
Make a wish list for a piece off the streets
Roll deep for the win
Gassed up passed out lit
Why my feet so weak
Feels like I been dead all week
But

a queen by my side
And she ride and ooo she bad
Who you know do it quite like this?
Told the jeweler just ice my wrist
GIA certified diamonds
Yours look

can't remember
I remember henny
Cause I had a shot
By a shot I mean twenty
And that was too many
And that was too much
But I went back for seconds
My last

Everybody's got problems
When you're down on your face
Get back on yo feet once again

Grind yourself to the bone at the workplace
Rinse and repeat every monday

Need a Smoke that sense
And your ting gon write me, like a fucking essay
Pull up in the whip
Like we running shit
Niggas know we lit
This is how we get

'cause I solemnly swear
To get uglier than seal
Not behind my back
Only thing I got in common with ass is I clap
Shut up, get up, bet it burns more than

naps
Changed myself I can't go back
1 2 hit em with the jab
I'm the one all these bozos trash
When I'm steppin nigga know it's drip
If you not lit nigga