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Bust a Slug

Wu-Syndicate

Wu-Syndicate

1999

condoms, 2 dice and 1 bag of dope
Ooh, Rev. ain't right, his church ain't right
Decon is a pimp, you could tell by his ice
Mother Parks said, "Brother

boxes 
7 boxes and more 
I got 8 boxes 9 boxes 
Send em boxes on tour 
10 boxes 11 boxes 
12 knocking at the door 
Lil n*gga got beans 
And a n*gga got

Seven souls and two dead eyes
Who am I who am I tonight
Seven souls and two dead eyes
Who am I who am I tonight
Look death in the eyes and see what I

all live in a Jar sim
That was made by him
And his four limbs

[Chorus]
Beasten, beasten, beasten, beasten, beasten, beasten
Oh yeah, did I mention,

left's goodbye to
Find a way that I can tell you

I hate this part right here
I hate this part right here
I just can't take your tears
I hate this

got sally
She want to fuck so she calling me daddy
Got links they tryna fuck
We pick em up we aint sending the addy

I better duck when I run into who

you
I won't show no pity
Working my phone
Gotta get to the bag
Move it so quick no
I don't mean to brag
Tre five's and sevens
And ounces and qp's
I

under)
This is just the plan,famous me
Loved by many,known by many,Saw by many
Hate by many,--by many
So i,try to get the best of me(that's right)
I wanna

eyes count to hundred I'm a get that load
5 6 7 8
Get to the bag I don't mind all the hate
Keep it hundred homie writing like I got that cake
Everybody

1-8-7 suspects loading bags shaped like body parts in a trunk

(Yo it's the fuckin' cops)
I told you assholes a cars gonna come
Hey yo it looks now,

Ion never talk about what niggas owe me
Know me, ima get up on em, do em Lowly
Lonely nights in the cold,
Heat right by the waist
Spent 7 days

and I know it can
Like starin' down a barrel of that nine but I hope it jams (grr, baow)
Why do niggas hate me? I can't find an answer (uh)
They remind

the place to be
I love you hate you, but I mostly hate you

Every time I close my eyes
I wish that I were somewhere else
Then I drive by the Hollywood sign

spit, I need a bib
All that hate baby
Ain’t gone heal the pain that you in
If you wait, maybe
You just might get paid in the end
7, stamped on my face

Lemme tell you a little story
Bout a kid by the name of shorty
First six years smooth
Ninety seven begin to worry
Treated sorry
Abused, starved,

by, 
Rules in the office they don't need to imply
I hate having to wear my shirt and tie

I hate going to work, 
I aint gonna lie, 
I ain't got a choice

P***y Sells

Snoop Dogg

Tha Eastsidaz [Clean]

2000

the ho that you can be
Oh no I ain't gone playa hate you cuzz you dressed like you a freak
Goin "Now I lay me down to sleep"
With that pimp stick hangin

I’m ringing I’m ringing I’m ringing I’m ringing
You got me ringing
7 In the morning I’m ringing I’m ringing I’m ringing
Pick up the phone
I’m ringing

Juice

Tech N9ne

Constant Energy Struggles

2013

to catch some while I'm sailing the seven seas
I float my friends, scuttle my enemies and we
Constantly in the struggle for energy,
I rock steadily in

held accountable, so instead I pass the blame, 
besides I wanna live forever like the cast of fame.  
serious trouble will pass me by and my life will be

I'm gettin your girl by the minute, ugh

We got that shit, little bitch, dont you forget that again
Now we is lit, off that zip, you wont fuck with 7

drinking much, by sinking deep
In my bed but I can't sleep
I'm on seven different drugs and I hate everyone you love
Got ten bitches on my cock
But no one

life
I've been so frustrated
And blinded by your hate
In my life
I've been so elated
And blinded by your hate
Living on your decision
And all that you

’m thinking five
Oh You like it dirty, you just hate to lie
Go back to eight but minus one
That lucky seven always gets it done
Don’t talk to others, if seven