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every morning
Felt worse than the night before
I tried to brush it off but only really made it to four
At least by then, there was probably beer bath

corralled, the whole herd
At meals spoon fed 3 minutes, ignored
We didn't have hands that could hold our own forks
We were unseen, unwanted, unwatered, unfed

away

Shits about to get down in 3, 2, 1
Better cock your gun

Holden you so bold and these disses will fold you
You so cold
And I just sold you to some

Don't you wanna grab a bite to eat, I would but I can't, I got three dollars and fifteen cents
Well, choose anything that you wanna grab on The menu,

be cool
I hope ya Domino's gets a motherfuckin' laced, or you get punched in the face
I'd like to let you know that you old as hell
Knock your head off

might change your head for the better
For some its just a foolish attempt
Like home girl
She was thirteen
Raped 3 times
Before her first bleed
We chillin'

OC!
Feeling like I’m Kobe
Way back, gimme three
In a row, like back to back to back
Rings and trophies, golden plaques
Turning 24 this year
But right

Numbed down by watching another scandal develop on T.V.
I'm getting sick of us sleeping on each other
What's the point of sleeping? 
We can all sleep when

wanting you to listen to the
Dead silence in my defiance
I used to sin and be intrigued by violence
Now as I glimpse into the past
I thank God for your

Treatin my days like their final concludin em

Sometimes I know that my flow is just morbid
It's better than yours cause that shit is just horrid
I'm

they grabbed him? 
Is he paid off this rap ting or is he trappin'? (Paid)
I got fans in the USA, now I can fly packs in
But right now, the mandem are

(HONEYWOODSIX)

I was fresh home, dead broke, still
I felt blessed (Blessed)
All my niggas gettin' money, still
I felt left (Ah)
We was buyin' light

my last fight friend? aight then
i beat kids with lead pipes
i leave trails of dead mic's
where im from niggas jewels get ran like red lights
old folks

dead now 
Focused on a check now 
I just murdered this beat
Prolly better if I lay low
I don't take no pictures
But I'm peeping different angles 
Brick

Here comes the pitch, and it comes in wide
And the count now is one and one to Jackie Robinson
Billy Martin

Straight from Crooklyn, better known

plan is

Painful thoughts and memories are scars 

Thought it might get better as I age

The poison took its toll day by day

Finally grown up check

on go woah (Brr)
Rose gold watch (Ice)
Dolce the Drip I be scarring my ops (Hah)
Two points a kilo I'm smokin on rocks (Huuu)
Slide in a Beamer we fly by

baddest beats
And bashed up a lotta MC's to find my seat

So cover your chest, protect your head
If a rhyme catches your mind sleep, you fall dead
I kick it

Hip Hop Bommi Bop

Die Toten Hosen

Reich and Sexy: Best of Die Toten Hosen

2006

Bommerlunder you're on the scene
You see, get something to drink and then stand on your head
Bommerlunder rock the living and rock the dead
So get off your

spilled it on my shirt
Baby come and get it off me

Fantasizing about the one that God might send me
He has the final say when my life Is on empty
I don't

grams stashed in the dash with no seeds in it
How you think I pop out with that cash? I'm receiving it
How you think I made off with five thousand by

hurts
Any day now I might leave this fucking earth
Just close me up inside a fucking hearse
Just drop me six feet deep into the fucking dirt
Tell my boss

my God)
Now, I cut a lame bitch off
Like I'll hit you right back
I'm just going through a tunnel (Ahaha)

Sike, three semi twos, best friends
No pun

by so called peers
Y'all have to pardon me
Graffiti beat street
Write my life for all to see
You take a bite and leave the
Rest I remind you of Lee do