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Aye
You have now entered the realm in my mind
Welcome to the album
Not a sob story
You made it
Look baby listen don’t waste my time
I’m on the road

Yea...
Fuck the cars
Fuck the clothes
Fuck the hoes
Fuck the gold
I make music
Cause when all of that goes
And there ain't nothing more
I still make

Psycho Rhymes

Master P

Mama's Bad Boy [Germany]

1992

(Talking muffled by loud beats)

Check this out fool
I'm at this party
These two bitches lookin' hella pretty
I walk up and kiss 'em each on they

a couple of Rosarios
DJ Quik and Suga Free on the stereo
I'm the king of the area - barrio Barbarian
Interrupted by my bitch asking if we can go

glad that I'm a genius
As above, so below
From the head to penis
Your old habits can be a trap,
And I ain't talking about Venus
Belly of the beast,
I'm

Remember 19 album I remember every album
Every single time to unreleased I know it any hour
So don't ask me if I do cuz I saw close to every outcome

true colors as they give your neck a slit
While listening to an album that was written by the sick!

I'm bringing back the evilness into the Horror scene

hopping on this beat
Every album that he drop you know that is it heat
All these lyrics in my head are driving me insane
When I drop my money yeah you know

the no-names
Fuck the cocaine
I'm lit like propane

But this the one thing
I'm controlling
This is album II
Welcome to my domain

This music got me lifted, I've

nuts, then I (yeah)
Check my ball hair (what?), make sure it's all there (yeah)
Then call the pallbearer (yeah)
It's Music to Be Murdered By again, why

And talking bout drugs boy this music's narcotics
Came from the slums youngin' spittin' that logic
Don't know how i got it my brain is robotic
I make music

Truly Comfortable

Dance Hall Crashers

Blue Plate Special

1998

I've never been so
I've never been so, I've never been so

I hear the music on the radio
I watch the people as they come and go
Another day goes by

let me justify:
I’m the Razor, freely making the cut, scene is on the house
Throwing multiple entendres on purpose in one bar
Got over your head and I

Yo Pierre, you wanna come out here?
We been out here gangsta, Gangsta Gri-zillz!
6 shit quality street music!
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Never 'bout

You're so simple
I don't wanna talk unless you're talking 'bout my paper
I got all the bread like I'm a mother fucking baker
Grab her by the hair I think

Sittin' here in this rainy day town
Feelin' kinda blue
I need drink and the sounds of the sea
Some sand in my shoes

Boss mans talking but my heads

to think
About this weather, my dear?
This little dream might fade away
There I go talking out of my head again, oh baby
Won't you come and put our two

all a masterpiece
Since then Nic, never gave up
He be making new songs, ep's Even albums
All by himself and that's the thing he Loves
Staying

The dominance is obvious, the flow's like a distillery
When my head and my heart start separatin'
Gotta get it back, dawg - the music is my Meditation
Nom Who?

Hello , nice to meet you yea nice too finally hear you , aye , musics my conscious welcome to the album that I voiced my problems on , let alone

I was making records but wasn't making money
You can take it seriously or you can think its funny
By '87, I was on my own, started Dangerous Music

through me
They music lame and fruity
Ain't never talking to me
Tell em my album ain't finished
Just give me a minute
I'll get it again
Performing up

They don't want no smoke, they go to vapors
Shawty heard my album with a bunch of different flavors
Magazine cover need the front of the Fader
Jump

I ain´t really trynna blow up, though
I´ll just take it step by step
I ain´t really trynna blow up, though
I´ll just take it step by step
I ain´t