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boss replacement
Bullet pon him like horse weh run pon
Track and a lead by 8 length
Bout dem a federal secret agent
Mi nuh imitate di law fi people

On the artichoke we fed him
Left for dead with a pretend suicide note
Cowrote by the denizens of dope

Part 3:
So many fools to lambast rapping half-mast 
Kraken

a way to take back her wealth
By just sitting back and letting us destroy ourselves
No intervention
Earth's been quaking for years
Heavy flow flooded

flat
Copper bullet a fly thru yuh New Yankee hat
Nyam bullet like carrot yuh
Madda fuckin Parrot
Mi a talk like dem all dead pon di spot
And him nyam by

these drugs
And I'm looking like a bum
I just need you in my arms
“So I'm sorry but i just went and bought a gun”
White roses lying on your tombstone

dem life and di street wisdom
Some ah dem chat fi di money, some chat fi pum pum
Some ah chat righteousness but dem ah live by di gun
Well I man ah

Shoulda knew yo ass was fake from the jump
From the gate was just a snake inna slums
Tryna do the right thing
How tf you gotta Cape n a gun
But iss a lotta

be fed

Why are we here?
It’s all so unclear

Will we look back on this victory
Through glass coloured rose
Will this honour turn to infamy
Stained by

Blood Pressure

The LOX

We Are the Streets [Clean]

2000

the second half of da clip
And all I'm sayin': it'll be da other n**** in the front of the da whip
Runnin' his lip, wit' a gun on his hip
Feel me, dog?

Ok Rose-Gold get on
I'm theme song lit on 
Gold teeth look pissed on 
My shit worth millions 
Ya'll n****s just ride to ride 
I ride head on 
So any

Uh uh, uh huh
Clipse (Clipse) , Exclusive shit (Exclusive shit)
Yeah, whooo

Guns n' roses mafia proses
Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes

them hoes, kept us on our toes
I had twenty-five in high school, like I'm Derrick Rose
I had a Glock when I met Pistol P, that's on my soul
Hat always

just P-IE
Nah nigga can't sleep on me

Sleep with a knife by your bed
So convinced she got a gun to her head
Only relief is when she's taking the meds

GOD 

WHY I GOT ANSWER EVERY QUESTION 

THEY LIKE CUZ WE ALWAYS QUOTE IT 

I’M A SKINNY N***A FROM THE BRANCH GETTING BANDS FROM THE ATOMIC BOMBS THAT

tobacco and coffee and black musicians

I rode pillion with Pancho Villa on a Harley Davidson 74
Paid for by the CIA
By day, we dealt in drugs and guns
By

the life
(of a ghetto star)

I wish nothing but the best for my enemies
I know they wanna see me descended
N even when im dead
They don't wanna see me in

Thug Luv

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Greatest Hits Vinyl, Vol. 1

2009

thugs-n-harmony
I know you niggas been waiting for this for a long time
Well, here it is, nigga. Here it is. What you gonna do with it?

Well, it must be close

ain’t shot and we made it past 21 like Son of a Gun with no names attached to a magazine,
And no machete so we keeping clean.
They gave me a dream that

Cocaine Blues

Bob Dylan

Love Sick

1997

old cocaine is 'bout to make me sick.
Cocaine all around my brain.
Yonder comes by baby, she's dressed in red
She's got a shot-gun, says she's gonna

abide by them rules

I'll rather take her to Saks Fifth before I got buy her a rose



Swipe (Swipe)

(Wells) Wells

Pass that guap through zelle 

I'm

El Paso

John Denver

The Harbor Lights Concert

2002

was answered in less than a heartbeat
The handsome young stranger lay dead on the floor
Just for a moment I stood there in silence
Shocked by

No Awareness

Dr. Octagon

Dr. Octagonecologyst

1996

rose and have a tweakin speakin 

Puerto Rican the powerful machine gun stun 

Ba-bum-bum-bum-bum-bum, ambulence, lights bright 

Paramedics fetish

a threat
Ancestors probably rolling in their death
Got a couple roses for the dead
As a token of respect
Mate my opponent I’ma check
Im only ‘bout the cheque

A Plateful of Our Dead

Protest the Hero

Kezia

2006

(when nobody can) hear

If I had a gun, I'd pump your ethics full of lead
If I believed in meat, I'd eat a plateful of our dead

There's merit in