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tucked
Smack that pussy in his mouth like it's a hockey puck
Sprayin' off these punk cucks cuz i can't show no love

Goin 80 in that 35 in the night time

I'm telling that hoe it is what it seems
Never fucking bitches, always keep it clean
Shorty telling me I'm all up in her dreams
I need my bitch mad,

dude
She say the word and then Im sprayin you
Stop flexin thats what I do
Turnt a band into another simple math girl thats times two
I stole her heart

Tell em' go ahead and slide, he got balls if he try
Cause when I start sprayin', everybody gon' die
You can tell by the eyes that I like to get high

move my next chess piece
Prove to me that you like my music by sending pics of your breasts please
She don't really like flowers and shit but I'm the one

In the beginning no different from the ending 
It's the Killah Priest  Iron Sheik from the middle east 
Lacing it Sunz Of Man you know what I'm

Frontline

El Dela Sensei

Relax Relate Release

2002

can get yours

I gotta get mine, give it back so you can get yours

I gotta get mine, give it back so you can get yours
Yo yo uhh what

I'm

Got to get here talk my shit
Know what I'm sayin'
Yeah, Gang
Uh, better get with the movement
I see around and I know you not wit' it for real
So do

streets is our second home, yeah)
Hit a lick all by my lonely
I'm just tryna come off strong, and…
My momma always told me, what come wit' these streets

The gang on the field
We sprayin' so heavily fortified
Distributin' only by a kilo
Up in my pocket, the home of the negros
Shit, I'm seen as a walkin' casino

day 
Tryna secure the fuckin' bag

I don't even fuckin' sleep
I work so hard I cannot breathe
This drive is what separates me
I'm grindin' while ya'll

gettin dark so I'm hiding by his front door
He hopped out his car man he was shooken to his core
I ran up on him and started rappin in his face
I heard you

I'm a predator
I set it off you know the feds involved when
Sprayin' the lead involved
But I'm marryin' my gun
I ain't callin' the weddin' off
Never

Worldwide

Akinyele

Vagina Diner

1993

the light
Fast rappers can't speed by this, you better slow down
Because I'm puttin' the brakes on your ass like Midas
Nope, it don't matter what type

Jack-a no trades
Lost up in a cloud
Let myself down
Wanna feel proud
Use'd to be loud
Sound won't come out my mouth
Don't get it what's life about

hear what I'm sayin
Hop out the cut they gon hear what I'm sprayin
I hit the bottom that shit wasn't it
Talkin to God hope he hear what I'm prayin
I took

create
Boy, I'm actually great
Homie, I used to stash cracks by the gate
(aaahh) the couple stacks I would make with
The MAC on my waist
I could send

from me, ha
Cause I am what it be, ha
Oh yousa muthafuckin' flea, ha
Dust them haters off of me, ha
It ain't a thing
Oh you really mad at me, ha
I'm

If you say Crab I say killa
Fool, I'm bangin' 24-7 now will the
Niggas with heart - to be one of the few
Tell that dusty-ass Crabs
Just what they

Four by Four I'm racing
For the money head first I'm chasin
Back up I need my spacing
I cant be waiting, I need it right now
Finna roll up

Ayo, Lil' Mexico, pass the gas

Oh, that's the plug, hold up
Double-stuff my cup (Trap, trap, trap)
I'm in your hood set trippin', bitch
What's up?

lookin' down I'm like a predator
Catchin' by the toe I hope he know it ain't no pedicure
Runnin' up the numbers you can see I got the better score
Kickin'

to me
Anything I say i'm just playin'
You better go get back or Ima start sprayin'
How you think I found what you sayin'
If anything bad happens you

to place
Tryna elevate
I've been going state to state
Tryna get away
Now what you doing
What you sayin'
She'll stay the night
But she'll be gone by the A.M.