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loud the suckers love me
Cops cuff me for disturbing the peace
I walk the hall, make my call
Then I get released
I'm the rhyming rap writer
Writing raps

I’m smoking trees 
I’m just spittin bars
I know I’m fucked up in many ways, but I make good songs
Yeah

I’m surrounded by only the baddest girls around

K-E-N-N-E-T-H
Here the name
Know it's great
I's built with pain
Made me an ace
We're not the same
Like clubs and spades

Name's Gaelic
Means fire

such a mess like it got mangled
Rio apu call me alumni
Got those degrees what a great guy
All thanks to the lord hear my war cry
Social club misfits get

on
Epstein's pedophile island

Jesse and the Rippers never had a hit
Their music sounds like shit
The Japs still gave those faggots
A number one club hit they

from my boy Gump's, (Choo-choo) yeah (Go)
And we just left LA, smokin' exotic strains, yeah
Yeah, yeah, CC, cop 'em by the pairs
Yeah, yeah, just off

Porcupines are by nature social creatures who enjoy the night hours, and Willy's superb night vision enables him to move around easily, even in the pitch-black

we locked in without a marriage but is you still hubby?
Gotta keep a pretty bitch by his side, shit get real ugly
If I start gainin' weight from

a all) i told G to throw the gun
When the cops was chasing
When mane had the five hunnid
The streets was hot
You know the police was tryna
Raid tryna sweep

I'm a dog, i'm a fuckin mess
You wanna get in
on my personal armageddon
Threatened by my recklessness
You powerless, i'm obsessed
I'm possessed with

when I was broke
Them bitches used to walk past me
Now we pull up to the club
Hoes cheaters like the athletes

I used to cop ten grams
Turned it into

(Keep it goin')
Bust the trap, head to head out the whip
(Yeah) was in back of the cop car with Lil
I'ma put on my tax, ain't no deals
(Them taxes)

and on
To floss with the rainy weather
The seats they ain't customized
They made by Ricarro
A ruby red CF5
I'll cop by tomorrow

[Baby]
For catching me

when I walk in the club rocking blazers 
Fucked with the gang now yo body is flopping like fish outta water or shocked by a taser
We don't use phones but

played at a club
Disco, lounge
House basement or a block party
Car stereo, stoop
Or at any other social gathering
We will now allow the beat to continue

out your dress
In the club hangin round the bar to see what you can get
She got a Gucci bag but she ain't got a cent
But she just a hooch man out here

on their hips
I must be stopped, so call the cops and insist
They shoot me on sight - 'Cause Even if I don't fight
I'm a threat you must eliminate before I

many po-pos in these streets
So I hit the highway, on my way to the beach
I got the cream, you got the peach
Yeah that's true
By the end of the night,

I'm wasted in the club
Standin' on the couch in VIP
When I'm disrupted by the
Biggest light I've ever seen and
Light from up above
Hope he don't hold it

Magic City

Backbone

Big Oomp Camp

2008

the chrome is on the wheels,
I take a trip to Magic City, wanna cop a feel?
The club packed, she wanna pull disappearing acts.
Took her to the VIP, she busted

Smoking gas got her tweaking
Eating ass like Kevin Gates
Selling souls like Lil Wayne
It's fucked up by the game play

But we gone make it anyway
Top dog

number
Devils Paradise may the lord be my savor
Bitch niggas jumped me now I Cary around a razor
Anti social I don’t speak to my neighbors
My brothers

shoulda been a lawyer, 'cause I'm such a good liar
Kill dosia style, brain child in a beanie
God fear a nigga under pressure and greedy
Microphone cops

Bang

Joe Bear

Hwy E.: The Compilation, Vol. 2

2006

missin, sprayin up the wall like graffiti artist
Some niggaz by the bootleg but go and cop the real shit
'Cause the fans love us I'm nicer than