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Like pow, pow! Leave you on the ground now
Survived by his little brother, wife & stepchild
That's you eulogy boy, so don't fuck with B
I keep the kind

Like pow, pow! Leave you on the ground now
Survived by his little brother, wife & stepchild
That's you eulogy boy, so don't fuck with B
I keep the kind

the wall like John wall
Do my dance I'm super lit
If he run up on me ima buss his lip
They took his chain, took all shit went thru his wallet and fucked his

down to ride like a bicycle in this bitch
Just like a black truck in this bitch, just like a Hellcat up in this bitch
Niggas tryna flex they lil' hoes,

so we smoking on Runtz
And my lip getting black, I be smoking too much
And I can't trust this bish, she be talking too much
Like a nxgga with no car,

menace
Serve fools like tennis
Lounge in chaos like its Venice
The bad man
The crimson lip lined black ninja
Who escaped out of prison
And threw a finger

It's Amazing

Brother El

Through the Cracks of Concrete

2002

Wake up, wake up
Wipe the sleep from yo' eyes
I feel stinky, not because I ain't washed up
Because I'm crowded by immense clouds of bull{shit}

And now we've come to that time
Where the legend of Griselda lives forever (ah)
The Butcher comin', nigga
Ayo, y'all niggas should know by now

keep more for me
I'm standin tall deep rooted like a sequoia tree
Asian chick slanted eyes lips like Kimora Lee
All black everything down to my Jordan 3s

tadpoles
But hoes line up to me like Black Friday camp boats
Lyrics on the pad you hear it and get sad
And I'm selling my image like a stripper without a dad

Daddy was a badass, oil field white trash, never took nobody's lip
He was a honky tonk dancer and even beat cancer, 40 years smokin' just quit
He had

on mommas
Said I'm gon' get it so I'm straight to the action
Say you with the business, why yo lips still flapping
I am that dude and I know that you see me

10 Ton Brick

Hurt

10 Ton Brick

A Ten Ton Brick is making me sick 
Breaking my bones with the weight of it 
Weight would grow with each new soul 
Buried fine lies make big black

signs
Chakra flowing like real well
Chidori lightning when I quake lines
Sick minds in a lip rhyme
Better get mine, never skip mine
Yeah I can't fit mine

she a baddie baddie, shordy lips taste like brandy and she be nasty nasty, riding me in di cabby cabby
Miss fatty fatty thicker than a michidean patty,

Elite Fleet

Originoo Gunn Clappaz

Da Storm

1996

your kind many times (many times)
Yappin' off your guns lettin' your lips flap
M.S. will push your wig back givin' stain from your shit crack
For who

on the floor from a liver punch
Aye we throwing smoke come get you some
Put feet on your chin how your lips run
Put hands on your face how you tongue wrestle
Put

Alone

Prom Kings

The Prom Kings

2005

What's my name? 
What's your deal, what's this all about? 
I see your lips, move they spill
And the shit is coming out
So here I go I'm back

I’m right under your nose boutta blow
Like a black guy fucking fat white cheeks
I got no self control
When I’m old still won’t be anyone that can rap

Thug from the past
Sold drugs by the slab
Use to transport coke through cabs
Like a fork to the hill
Until my nigga Black got killed
Talkin' guns
These

say it with me
Build a legacy, oyoki Legacy?
Vaseline on my lips
Kissed by luck
Got stuck in a motion, put a dot
Where the was a comma, I got muck
I did

I'm a playmaker
Imma hit the game with a haymaker
Game changer
Kylie and them side by side
But they faker (They fake)
With a financed merc
Talking bout

There's no love inside that wintertime
Harsh and cold heart filled with ice
Leaves you broken hearted appetite all gone by dinner time
Left you

pull up in that all black pick-up
You ain't getting shit
Boy put your dick up
Cause you aint no shooter
You aint getting bread, no cake and no Gouda
Your