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There he saw the lady who lived in a shoe
Sold dope out the front, but in back, marijuana grew
For the man that was really important
Who lived down
it'll make me chuckle
Murderous Thompson mobbin', with a green plastic shade
Over my visor, watchin' these cops inside of that purple Datsun
Keep
Few finks going around
Ay
Jewelry on me feel like ice man
Hitting licks I'm with right hand
Kept the bible by my night hand
Hit the plug like whats
of valor, for the
entrance to this cave is guarded by a creature so foul, so cruel
that no man yet has fought with it and lived! Bones of four fifty
men lie
There once was a union maid, she never was afraid
Of goons and ginks and company finks and the deputy sheriffs who made the raid.
She went
There once was a union maid, she never was afraid
Of goons and ginks and company finks and the deputy sheriffs who made the raid.
She went
Interesting, especially if he planned it that way
It's cycle 5, 'specially formulated for dogs with five minutes to live
For a puppy that dog seems seems
chuckle
Huntеr S. Thompson mobbin with a green plastic shade
Over my visor watchin thesе cops inside of that purple Datsun
Keep the door locked man they can
french for ass whipper
Long time putting work in this, to be tremendous
If I'm not the best then I'm a damn striking resemblance
I roll the dice
There once was a union maid, she never was afraid
Of goons and ginks and company finks and the deputy sheriffs who made the raid.
She went
Baseheads locally approach all spark plugs
Total disregard for a dying man's shark jump
Post-meridiem pretty tungsten attracts any once, pale horse
motivate
Yo Blake, niggaz don't fink, rape his mate
if the bitch scream, for God's sake, grab the grey tape
It's by the plate, with the blow crushed up with
I know it?s a lot, it?s a lot
Man read my girls like hope it?s a lot
You fink I don?t know this I?m not like any other weird person
I crock it
If she
friends
Now they're enemies cause he's a traitor
Pulled out the Uzi cruised by and sprayed him
Cinderella hoeing for the fellas
And Mister Rogers is
the streets
A pint of Guinness to kill your kidneys
I meant liver, fuck
Love living superior
By the Hudson river
Beat break so cold, make em fucking shiver
Like
(Scream at my kin folk)
Tip over (Hell no) (green light) (Lets GO)
Bank stopper (Crush popper) Still miss (Big Poppa)
For that red Datsun three hot shots
may be completely
Beyond man's capacity to live
With let's forget
For a moment the complex problems we might
Face in converting from a cold war
It's hot here
I go by the name
Nana nana nananana
Jbthebadbwoy
Samtizzy gon gon ni ahan
Ahn Ahn
Yehhh
When I no get back in the days
People de use me
treats can hit the fridge for more sweet
SPLASH, and let me do my thing til it's hot and sweaty
Reload the CamCorder, I guess by then you'll be ready
sitting in the back
Of whatever function I'm at
I don't do crowds they make me go mad
And hate when people wanna ask
"Cat, why you rap but don't chat?"
Man
and sink
Link the fink divisions ink
Transmission with a jinx
Instead of tripping off the
Ways glitter blinks sinker
The book had mentioned
Several separate
hubcaps on my Datsun
And I could get a haircut whenever I want one
Everybody knew that I'm the man
When I roll up, you can hear me sayin'
A ring a ding
all sounded like a bomb
I live for the sound cause music is therapeutic
The longer it's been inside my bloodstream
I been influenced by legends
I'm
Dizzee talking
So what you thinkin bout london city aye, Wachu fink u kna ?
Big ben tells the time
Background â??east London,
ghetto, west London,
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