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knives got mums cutting onions bruddah
You get it
And I ain't even warn be this way
Just be home by 10, that's when demons play
But if it ain't summer

the badge now
Money by the Pallet my dude shoutout to Ash town
6-0'n this hoe and he's throwin in the damn towel
Thought he had a counter, I wiped it out with

Do you know what it's like
With four kids and a wife 
Your name up in lights
Gotta a spine full of knives
Some homies up in prison 
Gotta send a Kyte

don’t want no wanksnter
She fucking with a gangster
She want Zilly Z to hold her like a anchor
Anytime I pull up with that fire it’s a tanker
All black

cause that ship is sinking
God damn it, I’m a real life hov(yes)
Bring that shawty, make her life turn gold(ohh yeah)
Clique so cold(ohh yeah)
Man don’t

and thick
So if you wanna go, you can bring it on
You stupid ass prick

You're broke
You're fuckin' poor
Get the fuck outta here, vape

Do some push-ups
You

back
Lets say grab a drink 
Let's settle hold me down like ghetto 
You kettle you so hot no petrol 
I lay low like subway I metro 
I bring it back like

the plastic, like ni**a i gotta have it
I'm copping it by the O-Z, my marijuana's jurassic
Cover your child's ears cause my lyrics sometimes are graphic
Any

me, Ayy
It would never tell lies to my face
Or make me catch a case, new nigga in my place
I'd be wrong if I put him in a grave
How you bring your new

for x, y, or z,
Equals bring solutions with glee.

Chorus:
Equals, equals, it's the key,
Balancing sides, as you can see,
In math's embrace, we find

Gadaffi the rifle up into their tight hole 
Fuck em and fuck em and fuck em some more
 
A to Z I'm taking names their egging me to drain their veins
I'll

Intelligency Intelligency
2024 No be for Jonzing
It'z Eddymani
Ofa Ofafakufa
Them go dance galala make I light my fire
Show them lifestyle turn

One two, one two cr7z, Freshmaker
In the land, Rotown real rap never dies

Was sie als "hardcore"
Bezeichnen, ist lächerlich
Ein schlechter Witz
Ich

Mercy

Z-Ro

Look What You Did to Me

1998

[Verse 1]
Everybody fin to die, by the hands of the dark angel adjust
Snatching your breath, till it dims up your chest
How much pain, can I

'cause all you gon' be hearin' is "ratta-tat" and "pop pop"
and it ain't gotta be no friday the thirteenth
i don't give a fuck if it's sunday the fifteenth

Bust a Slug

Wu-Syndicate

Wu-Syndicate

1999

This is jail, 3 burners made Tina Turner dance
Probably, you kidin me? Only my man bust side to me
I was gotta be slicin the pot, if I divide it by 3

Peace Pipe

South Park Mexican

Power Moves

on crack
G'z gotta serve them everybody want to stack
Keys it don't hurt them cold blooded will it eva be?
ain't no love you can die and still neva see
That

to get y'all flows turnt up
But I guess Z still rapping like his group perked up
It's crazy to see just how few of us remain
Especially with green niggas

to take all the heat
Ima lead generation Z 
One time for the one time 
Im 10 toes all about mine 
Call me when its crunch time 
Dont tell me its real nigga

Jack and Coke in a Solo cup
And it's Friday night so you know I'm gone
I'm drunk as fuck and I'm high as shit
Z-71 Sky Jacker lift
We in the sticks past

it
Now I'ma catch that nigga slipping in the traffic
Low key, probably take a trip to Cali
I go to California just to see what the ladies like
Dread

a big bag and need a bigger one
I'm a big dog I'm the biggest one
Imma d-d-d
Destroy the competition

A-z this is easy for me
Hide in the Sun where it's

I packed my bag, I called the cab
I'll meet you at the airport in twenty, Runaway with me
Heck, I don't care, I told nobody,
It's a litte secret

cut that I produced deserves peroxide
People tried to bring me down but I got pride
So I keep my head up like I'm tryna catch a pop fly
If Pac cried it