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a little bit more radical
Frida Kahlo feeling fine don't oversimplify
What do i need from feet when i have wings to fly

Rad - you gotta be bad
And by bad I

Že vraj mali by sme šetriť hmm neviem načo
Mňa baví ten život byť sprostý jak laco
Žijem tu a teraz mám dnes plný vačok
Teplákoch kým ty máš

S-E-X why, Trina, Brat, and ou I
Bombshell, other bitches is true lies

I'ma keep it simple, rock how I'm meant to
Pretty with the heels on or shitty

2 Nite

Huey

Notebook Paper

2007

Yeah yeah
You already slow
Slowin' down 2 nite homey
H-U-E-Y
You already no what it is
Hits committed partner

Were goin' out 2 nite
I'm

frog (Like frog)
She suck, she suck, like a bong (Yeah)
J-O-E-S-H-M-O (What it spell?) (Ayy)
I'm not your average Joe (No i'm not) (Woah)
Only one

CHØRUS 1


Holy cannoli

I been coolin by my lonely

Cuz my life has been a game and

I don't think you can console me


Yeah




Holy cannoli


But

Issa lowkey fit but it fit nice
Still a cost ya ass about 500
And the tee only cost 5
What's on my feet gotta be at least 300
Jeans like 80 hoodie like

Well I'm looking at you, from the corner of my eye, I can see it now, you're stepping so high and dry, I'm posted in the club watching ladies, go by

her knees to help bend her down
Don't look down,
Far too stoned
Tryna be all 10 feet on my own
I said i didn't fuck that broad she alone
She smoke all

And whatever is his noise drop a tape for you niggas called 
Views from the morgue in fact ill even drop your album call it 
Six feet under you aint no star boy

head and give it up
Ain’t no debating
Shawty said she love
How I ride on the beat
UnderRated doing 1500 in a week
This my first album and I did it by

Aye!
Ayo-e
(Let them motherfuckers know who we is)
(Give 'em some shit to chew on!)
Yuh, yuh, yuh
(Z-Z-Z-Z-Z-gang)
Ayo, $KUNK SCHWANG ($KUNK SCHWANG)

In a world
Where rap is dead and the people of earth are suffering
One man can lift them from their peril
In his first studio album
He'll intrigue

a coffin
Leave em 6 feet under darkness
Running on E is so often
Take his shit and Leave a salty
Um
Wait
Hello
Bitch did you hear me
No I did not
I'm serving

the pot
My wife was pregnant with my daughter at the time
I was workin' on the album, thinkin' that would get us by
But my pride put me in a situation I

moment
And we puttin' it down
Ready to clown
Be layin' them black on the ground

Smokin' weed by the pound
What it be
Why my ass with a bounty
Oh my nigga,

niedlich
Dann lass dir doch mal von deinen Eltern erzählen was gute Musik ist
Die hören wenigstens die Beatles (Phew!)
Du hast für dein Album ne Woche

Rappers' Ball

E-40

Hip Hop Coast 2 Coast

1998

Where them naked hoes at?

E-Feezey!
Too Scheezy!
We off the heezy fo'scheezy baby!
Off the heezy I thought you theezy!!
Niggaz ain't havin no

Rappers' Ball

E-40

Things'll Never Change [US]

1997

Where them naked hoes at?

E-Feezey!
Too Scheezy!
We off the heezy fo'scheezy baby!
Off the heezy I thought you theezy!!
Niggaz ain't havin no

On the night
That celebrity X
Confesses her love
For celebrity Z
By the dark brooding sea

In a velvet armchair she sits
And from the terrace

This is real hip hop not no phoney phranchise

Winnin' by a landslide and you know you can't hide

This is D E L not no phoney phranchise

Winnin' by

And you'll know it was me by the trail of demos
Spare me the details, e-mails, memos
Dookie-gold chain letter to whom it may concern
Put this around

Let's Roll

Boot Camp Clik

The Chosen Few

2002

dogs --- bitches
So move when we come through, of course with a gun or two
So tell me now, what the fuck niggaz gonna do
H-E-NN-Y, pissy off shots

I'm motherfucking chicken-shit
To the ones that's tryna play the E
By the time you get to seven, you'll be six feet deep
Number Eight: Make no