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of labels playing songs
Doors was always closed we 
We found our way in
Sean John party fish filleting
On a layover I can't lay in
They just all talk like

really mean
Meaning that the karama ain't going for me I'm pretty beat
Woke up with a scream, mom and dad goin at it again
Wish it was a dream, pour

intercourse (I'm just quoting my source)
Fuck a motto, they'll find your dead body by the grotto
Carton of smokes like Dino Bravo
You say that's the only time

All these voices in my head, fucking driving me insane
Make me wanna grab my glock, cock, try to silence my brain
All these thoughts as of late

Y'all fuckin' clowns turn the whole damn town soft
Gotta, turn you down now, these are my thoughts
Sometimes you hear way more with the fuckin'
sound.

a long way from being watched by Zerena, uh
K-I-double L- double E-N-T-X, always got a place in my heart
Rest in Peace to Mojo, Unc I wish you could see me

song
Maybe by the time I'm done, I'll be better all along
And I keep making 'em but I feel more alone
I don't understand why every single person's gone

This song is a tribute to my greatness
When I see you at the top you'll have made it
Told them fools before that I will leave them shameless
Excited

momma
Now that’s too insane
Like the clown posse in straight jackets going illmatic
Heard a lil’ savage
Want a lil’ static
I got big bullets in the lil’

No Mercy

Flesh-N-Bone

T.H.U.G.S.: Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls

1996

Artist: Flesh-N-Bone f/ Big Punisher, Fat Joe
Album: T.H.U.G.S. (Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls)
Song: No Mercy

[Fat Joe]
Yeah, real

money, had moms on the side
Yeah, yeah
Only eleven, I shot my first glock
Only eleven, she sucked on my cock
I'm a real nigga, let's shoot at the cops
I

a suite, suite
Right by the sand so I let the diamonds dance
So that put you in a trance, OK
Always up I’m never down, like Post Malone they sayin' wow
We

mad at you
I ain't mad at you
Look what you've done to me
Yeah I stood ten toes down
Nobody was around
But by clown ass
Why are you so sliding in

Hard to believe true love comes easy
Come in like the seasons then it's gone by the evenings
If I'm wrong I don't mean it but I be paranoid
And I be

Whats On Your Plate
Take A look In The Mirror 
Fuck Nigga You Fake

I dont diss clowns lil homie
I go and see them
Internet gangsters only pop up in ya DM

You told me 'bout the songs
And music and that you love
Doing everything for us
With blessing from up above
It took seven days
Where we had the nights

would be on my own by now
And don't get me wrong, mom and dad are the best
But we all gotta grow up and move out
In the meantime, I'm still pretty new

sort of long
Well some kuckleheads in my hood been scheming like all along
Disrespectful dudes pulled an auto out on his moms
Kidnapped her making

Pour one to dodge the shame
Light one up so I can feel great
But then I come down and I'm back to the same
And I rinse and repeat until I am insane
Fiend

to return
Return to the throne,
It's a song and the flow
We the goats of this grove,
It's our time to grow
Yo be in the show (Broadway)
We are not alone,
I'm

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

baggage has got a stink to it
and ill admit ive been a dick, for a minute now
Every time I speak on how i feel, you just shut it down
and clown on me, even

house
And burn it down
And frame the clown
Then take a bow
You ever realize I was truly psycho?
You never knew me like I knew you
And that’s the truth

ending God 
It's what we asked for
We're going to a circus where the clowns don't care 
The Ringmaster just got eaten by a bear 
The elephant is stomping