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South Central Madness

South Central Cartel

Gangsta Lean

2013

tossed
By the mafia king, you were hung by the boss
Havikk, my felonous pitch will lynch a bitch
Smoke and choke any punk on a off-stroke
Cause I provide

South Central Madness

South Central Cartel

South Central Madness

1992

ass got tossed
By the mafia king, you were hung by the boss
Havikk, my felonious pitch will lynch a bitch
Smoke and choke any punk on a off-stroke

Where U At?

Professor Griff

Blood of the Profit

Where you at?
Hey corner I need to know where you at
Where you at?
The devil north to south
Where you at?
Represent a shout with your mouth
Where you at?

Pounds and pounds I'm smoking Gas
Don't care where I'm at, don't Blow me neither
Do what I want like I don't give a Fuck I'll park in restriction ain't

closet
My new apartment in a new city

I am recording from Reykjavik, Iceland
Winter Park, Florida
Virginia, the South of France, LA, Uruguay
...From

Four barrel engine on a V-eight road
And with everything we need it seems a heavy load
To have to tote a quarter mile all up on my back
And find I

I just popped a bean
On the south side
Lights keep on flashing by me in the moonlight
Yeah let my bitch hold it just for one night
Then I gotta cut

the same number
Relocate from the North to the South
Tell em' bout me by the word of the mouth
I'll be alright cause I got that ticket
But in real life gotta

you're twenty-something
It's all down there
By the elderly Thames
Where the crimson crane lights perforate the murky surface
And man was stepping through

Killin all the black soldiers man ain’t that right
Where the justice, i ain’t going down without a fight
I pray to god every night
That they respect my

East  side,  South  side  also  get  it  popping
Got  the  bitches  non  stopping  in  the  studio  hip  hopping
And  like  a  drive  by  got  everybody

uK speaker
Trinidad bloodline

St Paul's soldier
Northumberland park, next door neighbour
Eskimo raver, L-stone visitor
Meridian resident
See me in

We live in a world
Where a man is judged by the color of his skin
We can't win
Not the content of his character
They scared of you
22 million black

Do or Die

Brownside

Gangsta Chronicles

2008

the streets where I'm from
Eastside South Central's where the petho pason
24 non-stop, you gotta carry your gun
Black and white, hitting corners but to me

These be my stomping grounds
Raised a poor child
From a pawn to a king
Where I laid my tracks down
Boogie down
This is where my gold heart sings

Way before Lupe, before OF
I've been trynna Ollie off the front porch door steps
Crept through Lynwood my city was not calm
Headed to South Gate,

them niggas bah back
I might die if one more fucking person tell me pass that
Fuck the love I'm a thug baby, Where the cash at?

I know you love my

we are the soldiers in the rucket rough

[Chorus]

[Bizzy Bone]
Call up my uncle let me cop that fuckin Mary J
We been out here grindin steadily

someone being killed once when I was 14
cnd I said you don't know where I've been
We were staying up heading South
We were looking for food
There was a song

is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every

true or am I full of bad weed?
You place the judgment, you make the decision
But even so, death is my ambition

I'm the South Park psycho, I'm

of the Innovation yeah NYC we don't play.

Supersonic Im matrixing my ability

the curse of competence

Yeah man hunted by creativity. Welcome to the album yeah man

Got 4K HD television
That talks to my phone

I've got a car that cost a hundred grand
It's never parked outside
It knows just where I want to go

The Greatest Pac-Man Victory in History

Aesop Rock

Bazooka Tooth

2003

up now
Let's get this window pane and shut the fuck down
Down by the river where the litter sits
And lionheart critters smoke dope and act like