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Brothers
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If

Ay listen lil hoe
You watchin a mf pro
He go by the name zo
He been ready to blow
But that nigga took it slow
Now he hot he on go
Cant put out

Alright y'all!
I want y'all to put your hands together
And to bring on a brother
that's bound to lay more dips in your hips
More gliiiiide in

lori BBC
T’omode ba buru
O le fe di bad boy
Te ba tun r’abon o o ni kin n fun yin da si bad toy
Momsie ni kin ma lo church bi brother David
Ki n ma mu

Funky Child

Lords of the Underground

Thumbplay Music Presents: Old School Hip Hop

2010

Anger, but yo that's Mr. Funkee Wallbanger
Concieved in the fire by you warned through disaters
The funky child was taught to the ways of the masters
Mr.

the last album 
Still they didn't understand it
Now I'm in a panic, scrambling for relevance 
From a bunch of people I consider irrelevant
The elephant

years old he could've carried the rock
Like Jonas Metoxen known as Met the Ox
Ran through them miles like an eight man box
Lots of kids today couldn't

clean my bedsores and I'll be fine
I know I swore that I wouldn't decline
But there's a war and I was drafted by my mind

Close and open the same damn

was on the teacher
I was the class clown
Crying out for help to all my brothers
They ain't know that sound
Next time y'all talk bad on me
I'm gone load

albums on his wish list
Love to listen far from reality, love the distance
Yeah in his mind them world was better
Felt his reality was lesser
Expressed in

Respect Power

Raekwon

Whiteboys [Clean]

1999

tie
N.Y. national league of big guys with stolen 5's
Albums cloud him, phantom of the opera style
With loud phones, system, 100 thousand watts in em

blessings just like bonus
That grave was empty can't see where the bone is
I'm with my brothers in Christ like Jonas
Vanish from sin like hocus pocus
God hit

dresser with the socks you don't like
And I'm rollin', rollin', rollin', rollin'
With my brothers like it's Jonas, Jonas
Drinkin' Henney and I'm tryna

that saying I can't get it, just make me want it
If it come with the head, then that's a bonus
You gotta let my niggas see we all brothers like Jonas

like bulimic
Pardon, my High Tyme album a problem

A bitch that holler 'bout "fuck me?"
Nah, fuck that bitch
Fuck that bitch
Fuck that bitch
A bitch that

Yeah, a lot changed since the first Coke Boy album
But then again, not too much
Girls still out here poppin' their boxes
Kids out here smokin'

brothers
Think I'm a Jonas
Fuck a link
Bitch you gotta problem
Then you can phone it
Sharp shoot
Making em pay for leaving me open
Good weed
Smell the aroma

but now I’m burning up
No jonas, shout out the brothers I roll with
In the honda yeah we what
In the honda no accord bitch
I been writing on the floor,

The streets will hook u
Or they'll uppercut ya
I've been influenced 
By school truants 
& righteous students
Obeyed the law 
But still victims

know I couldn't leave you out bro
Next one we going up
Jessie
Special thank you to you brother
Couldn't have made this album without you
And any body

Chewbacca

Random Axe

Random Axe

2011

Random!
Everybody on my team is winners
Everybody on your team beginners
Why you do that, rapper? Fucking new-jack rappers
Flinch when I walk by cause I

but in my heart you've got me handcuffs
I deleted all our photos but there's still an album in my head
My brother still asks about you
And when you're

trust your homie
These niggas be cappin', that's why I be lonely
I put in the work, so I need me a bonus
Rock out with my brother like my last name Jonas

all that she could then. The brothers stood to half all the problems
As the summers booked in an album forgotten.

And the winter struck, as I was