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Close the Crackhouse

Professor X

Puss 'N Boots (The Struggle Continues...)

1993

foul
On the 3rd planet east of Plutonia
From the poppy an extraction
Called Criddacktonite
Conceived as a weapon backed by the Supremacy
Their

Now I don't really like to trust nobody
That's why I ride by my lonely
Say you got me baby show me
You the only that's been around
You kept it a hunnid

To the devil on the crossroads in a bottle while he pissed
By the railroad that's why trains ride the rails but still miss
It be the best people on the street

Jeffersons.
Lets begin, it began, so begun
The story of one who went from girl to woman.
From crums to slums, to laced in diamonds.
Son by guns that sound like

Lights are inviting with cold faithful eyes
Watching me through every step
And every window passing by
Blank expressions leave me fearful
Of a slow

respond
I'd probably ask

"Dad why'd you lie?"

But because I was a baby
My response was probably a cry

And ain't that rather fitting
To cry in my daddy's

manipulate the shit out of you
Never mad at you
Only disappointed by your attitude
I diss opponents
Always sad
It's true
But I'll nurture you
Take you

They always asking why Chaela got slow music
Truth be told nigga she be going through it
By the same one she loved she got cheated on
Crazy cause her

baby
At ain't got a call I'm lonely
Trynna lock me up in shackles
Cuz I freed you from me
Ian trynna bash just speaking
Facts getting stress off me
Got

Smokin' gas, think I farted
Rearrange his top, wig part it
Ain't linkin' with niggas, Most these niggas, bitches
Real block, baby, I'm straight out them

trippin', baby girl, I don't need you (and I need you)
You could walk a thousand miles and I still don't wanna see you (and I need you)
I got the whole city

I Must Fess Up

Bizzy Bone

The Midwest Cowboy

the focus in yo' direction; what

[Chorus]

[Bizzy Bone]
We at the road, still chillin, watchin movies and we smokin
Baby she lookin so beautiful, "You

' on call the cops, i'm killing bro
Chill the fuck down, go and smokе some mo'
Swerwing lava like i'm serving beats
Still gotta bless my mofka baby
Younga

things ain't goin' right, when we argue, fuss and fight
Will you still be by my side?, when I'm smokin' gettin' high
Or when you be gettin' high, am I

I'm drunk off the liquor
Smokin' funk by the boxes, packin' Glocks is
Natural to eat you niggas like chocolates
The funk baby

(I live for

Freaky Thangs

Twista

Word of Mouf

2001

love them chicks that be thick as a loaf of bread
Long as I can still grab her legs, and push 'em up by her head
How I dip up in it we can make a video

I've been controllin' my anger
Keep boogers in the face like I'm still a lil' baby
Hittin' donuts in the wraith, just left the 'Yo with Lil Baby
Two

seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak (that's right)
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by

seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak (that's right)
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by

og Ed Lover baby Yo! MTV
Jeg var liten og spinkel shit jeg va'kke no' G
Mitt navn var MC K min homie var MC D
Bytta ut MC D med min man Mistah Pee
Jeg

Victory 2004

The Notorious B.I.G.

Victory 2004

2004

it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug

Victory 2004

The Notorious B.I.G.

Bad Boy's 10th Anniversary: The Hits

2004

it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug

Feel My Soul

Bizzy Bone

Thugs Revenge

2006

written feedin the hun-g-ry
Christ Jesus, I be preachin your name certainly
Bumbling and stumbling baby we still comin
Harmony army sent you, from the land

I'm the only one wrap, bitch, the pack in the mail
Had to make somethin' for the gangsta bitches
Never by myself got the banger with me
Hatin' ass