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as a new edition hip-hop gospel

His style is a fossil
Hers a morning after pill

My shine Ray gun will make you smile 
Won't never make you hostile

They

I come from
That influence on my music
Ain't no U turns on this path
Think before you choose it
Hold this autograph
Come get your cash and try to use

Slightly Stoopid mashing up America
Like the music in psalms of King Solomon
Let it be heard by all generations
So tell me watta gwan all the youth rebellion

And gettin' away with it
Let that shit rip, Slay
Yeah

I was down with Biggie but you know I'm an outlaw
Shot a nigga, rode out the pot playin' Outlawz

Smile you're on camera jackass
Bam Margera

That's the thing though
This gringos favorite lingo
Beginnin to let the ink flow
For the jingle
Why do

Can't Give It Up

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

BTNHResurrection

2000

Always down to roll and blow a head off
He dead off and don't know me, don't tell me you love me
When I was lonely and my daddy died
All of my niggas

Outlaw

2Pac

Me Against the World

1995

blasted, surrounded by niggas in masks
Sent with the task to harass and murder my ass
Will I last? heaven or hell? freedom or jail?
Shit's hard, who can

what you choose tho And not walking in purpose gets abusive, let's win some!
Verse: (Angela Wilson)
I'm up and I'm sometimes down
Even through

I'm knowin' now
When you hot and bitches know it, they gon' blow you down
Elsa white chains makin' hell I done froze the ground

DeRozan cause my middy

for my son and a hill for my niece
Baby let's chill on the beach
Done with the chatter are you really a freak?
Never give it up on the time she meet

‌I heard he stopped making music
‌you serious
‌Men that kid was promising
‌I guess we will never find out if he was a true talent
Yeah

‌Whats

desert dust
Because there's just aint no more water
Because brown never did let drop reach the end of the cheek
Before it got wiped away
By the hand

Can't Stop [Bonus Track]

Too Short

Lost [Bonus Disc]

1998

settle down
Leave the kitchen put the kettles down
Stop from fillin' all you hoes
Give up the life of trues and vogues
Hell no, it ain't gon' happen,

the type to say let's go and plan a riot day
Or light something on fire, mane
Cause I know how percentages work
You get one bad apple, it don't mean it

Headbanger

EPMD

Business Never Personal

1992

More rhymes than music's, my solution 
Subscribers of my style here's a contribution 
Let's say you want a shovel layer parkin MC's like cars

silver spoon America
Simmer down now compare it to when I tear it up
You prima donna Rhianna's ain't fond of my music
Cause it's not Chris Brown abusive

Before it comes around
I'm still a fetus and the music is my ultrasound
Reflect the character
Underground subterranean America
In your area now
Staring you

am sorry (I'm sorry)
But some things that you said were way worst
Even in public
And I never insulted you once
No one deserves that
Let alone

got me.
Music’s awesome,
My ears are starving.
All I need, girl,
Is you to start it.

The host has got me
So let ‘s get started
Or he’ll kick you out

as the stratosphere
I can hear the voices in my mind when I rhyme
Give it up, you're out of time
Never even had a prime
Like if Preemo never linked up with 5'9"

based god
Bench pressing a new song
Progressing and getting strong
Attempting the legendary
Be bold, and never scary
The games on, I hope you carry

shut the fuck up black bitch
Wait a minute, you ain't gotta be pullin me by my motherfuckin hair! Let
go of my motherfuckin hair!
Hey just step the fuck

jazz tracks
Control culture with fears
No science had backed
Call it marijuana, use an H to spell
Make white America believes
It sends you straight

molasses
Like obey you should take off you’re glasses
Cuz I don’t got it now
Cutting ties never frown
Take it in Let it out
Pin my feet to the ground
And I