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that'll whack you
Get rid of that corpse for real
Got mob ties, my guy
But I don't eat no pork or veal
And I'm top five with lines
If ever we talking skill

care
Cause I been a man since I jumped off the porch
I play for keeps I don't play for sport
But when I be hunting I'm looking for pork
Canadian bacon

than
Two greenish eggs over easy in the fry-pan
And to accompany this fine taste we have Martian ham - pork from space!
Now Sam, if you get out of my

no fans
I'm smokin' on gelato while I'm countin' up these bands
Listenin' to slow jams, stickin' to the program
And even though I don't eat pork, I

pops was in prison
So I guess I grew up Muslim
But I would've loved to have a little pork on my fork
It would've meant I had my moms in the kitchen

like too short .
I’m reborn , can’t eat pork .
We seashells on seashores . 
Ride dis like a seahorse . 
Momma always told me gotta get it how I’m living

.im feeling like a pork loin in a sub, roast
POT til i'm soaring above, pot roast

CHORUS
.live fast die faster that's the motto,
.life goals get

reasonable force
You can get clapped like a round of applause
No cap, jail cats in the gates indoors
Endorse on tools, I don't speak to the porks
So they

to mine
You cooking pork anyway, I ain't into swine
(at all) "You out ya mind, " nah
You don't know what's in my mind
I'ma surpass crack, move on to NASDAQ

Leichnam in der Wildnis
Aber zuvor muss ich den Schweinskram in Stückchen hacken und zu Pulled Pork Schnittchen machen
Ich trag' kein' Schmuck, weil meine

legit
Now these bitches compatosed
Got a patent and a loan
And I made this fucking post
Pull up on the gang
And I made a pork roast
And my riders told me

Nigga you built like Ibaka
No, we not fighting I pull out the chopper
I'm pulling your pork call you carne asada
Your brains on the floor and I walk

a portrait
And then I got pork, she want the D like I'm Pauly
She speaking Italian, that bitch think that I'm balling
But she wouldn't know 'cause I'll be

fuck that hoe and then tell that bitch goodbye bye
She taste like orange chicken, no pork fried rice
Love God, all white fit, I'm lookin' fly fly
And if

Fuck it
I go ham like a motherfucking pork
I don't give a fuck I stab you in the hand with a fork
I don't give a shit
Niggas is acting like a bitch

I'm not a pussy just don't wanna shoot
I dunk my nuggets in sauce in the booth
I got the chicken on me, ay
I got that pork on me, ay
I got the steak no

got chops but i'm tired of the pork
And even when we on we got Glocks in the porche
What you know about the trenches we'll slide if it's boring
Getting

często niewykonalny
Za to zapalmy nienaturalny łatwopalny sort

Jestem Pork Pores Porkinson witaj
Mam sort w porę chodźmy stąd Tical
Kolejny joint w obieg

Pork Pores Porkinson trzy osoby wbite w jedną
Więc non stop ma płynąć flow stąd
A potem non stop mam być jak Ghost Dog
Jak kalejdoskop zmieniam się non

Of your Grand mama grit's
I get it popping like Pork Bacon
If You need food for thought
The spoon and the fork waiting
Of course I praise the Lord
I don't

grit's
I get it poppin' like pork bacon
If you need food for thought
The spoon and the fork waitin'
Of course I praise the Lord
I don't support Satan
I

listen to the Stylistics
Break down rappers like they had cystic
Fibrosis, never snacking on a Hostess
Or pork rinds (nah) none of that swine
Word got

a doomsday
Grabbing up a plate and grabbing up a fork
Determining your fate while getting Hella pork
Swiping up the honeys and swiping in the meals
Showing all

the sport (What?)
Turn you into pork, picking you off with a fork (Aye)
You're baking up in the heat
Bacon for me to eat   
Beggin' for me quit
But my