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really blame you? (Who can really blame you?) We're the ones who made you Ahem, back by popular demand Now pop a little Zantac for antacid if you can
get by (ooh, ooh) Thousand miles of gravel, I've been walking with no shoes No matter how far I come, I can't outrun my roots I think you know Why
know why you a dog Know I'm coming for the crown (yuh) Drop an album, kids want to party Get them niggas out my house (out) This is Hidden Hills, how
either with a dime or a bad duck Double-R tee with the matchin' bandana 38-snub, blue steel with no hammer And I see y'all niggas tryin' to glance
o p * * * Q-r-s -t-u-v-w-x-y and z We like Animal ABCs
and you see what happend to Z bitch it’s Nothin to me Put a spell on you like the ABC witches but Be! Careful, talkin off I got an earful Of you sayin I
the light like this y'all don't really know Christ like this Y'all know that no dikes exist Homos neither their flesh been gripped By demons now they got
____________________________________________________________ *written by Bob Geldof *taken from the album entitled "A Tonic For The Troops"
a bottle of Hennessy and gave the rest Of it to the audience Y’all Know y’all drink that bottle Too if I had a daughter at that time Would I Have went
in music Over the last decade WEST: I wasn't even nominated for Best Album this year this year I only got two nominations By the Grammys: for Best Rap
beautifully articulated Demonstrated by the never faded strong facial feature of the teacher, I am the teacher, you can check it The styles they're
the worst shit Everything and every motherfucker gets dealt with accordingly Mark my words See I remember on The Coming album You know when there was only
away But this game I play ain't no Way to fix it it's inevitable Bills gotta get paid, kids gotta eat Live by the chopper laws die by the streets Fuck
Cool & Dre Back on the motherfucking Westside, L.A.X niggas, yeah Y'all know who the fuck I am I'm free as a motherfucking bird I swear,
thugs from the R-O-C Sigel Sigel in the house Uh-huh, sick bastard Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
my baby madda Mi done seet clear, seh you love mi Mi waan breed u, nuh seh OMG Inna fuckin mi hav a PHD Yuh must get, yuh must get a BA by (why) Dat
thugs from the R-O-C Sigel Sigel in the house Uh-huh, sick bastard Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in
by my damn self By my damn self, upped it by my damn self I remember I was goin' hard by my damn self My damn self, I did it by my damn self I
from the R-O-C Sigel Sigel in the house Uh-huh, sick bastard Get your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer uh, uh, Memph Bleek in the house
1 yeah This album is dedicated to all the teachers That told me I'd never amount to nothin' To all the people that lived above The buildings that I
quite a lot. maybe that's normal when the band's not On the scene for a while. but after that it feels really good to have, Actually, a new album ready
there's whites, separated by the green After five hundred years, think we play for the same team Smokescreen, make the president a black guy It ain't no
done told you niggas Nine albums, stop fucking with me I done told you niggas The 9 on me, stop fucking with me You niggas must got nine lives 9th
album baby, I came back around By myself this time, back off the wall Guns up in the air in the middle of the streets like blak blak blak, welcome
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