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special, so my words clap
Got a chain, now we in the club
Vacation, spent the whole day

DJ showed you no love
Back to by the back
All you ever wanted was

forgot your name
I got a bad memory but you remember me
You ain't the first to say we had intemacy
But anyway good to see you again
Party started at 9: 30

there's blood on the street
Keep it tight with fam, and if you got love for your man
Take the cross out your heart never bite the hand
Cause that shit'll

Ridiculoid

Cannibal Ox

The Cold Vein

the love that got me this far
And it's in my dreams I see their faces and

Murderers is like handles that clap sandals
Hand sand off tools and I can't

and shame."

They brought the boy, wild-eyed with fear; they made him understand;
They stood him by the dying man, a rifle in his hand.
"Make haste!" said

a garden in my basement all These  flavors call em trix
Light em up like some wicks im The black Garavito
Got these bands in my hand and It looks muy bonito

Ladies and gentlemen
Thank you for flying Stoner Airlines
My names J
I'll be your flight attendant today
And we'll be coming through shortly
With our

By a bug-eyed freaky dirtbag
Then some dude was stackin' dead

Ape shit
Those stinkin' damned and dirty pet slaves
Taking over every city
Makin'

Poppa:
Everybody c'mon, clap your hands, let's have a good time!


All:
There's a light at the end of the tunnel
There's a light at the end

Oh No! He’s coming again! Everyone run! Ha-ha! Yea, it’s me again, yo, yo
He will ruin any beat
Clap your hands and stomp your feet
Listen to his

and attack
I fall asleep by the pack 
My bitch she making it clap 
Im getting cheese with the rats
I aint ever finna crack 
Dark days I aint love myself back

nuggets
Love it, drive with snapped ID, lad
Shut it up like a Black Eyed Peas rap
This ain't no Fergie-Ferg
Burn your first beat down till the black
I beat

You're gonna see me wearing gator, bruh I think I'm gonna run for mayor 
Spitting fuego really make the day go by slow
Yo, you can never make time your

playing them games and I’m toting that stick
Had to do it again and we came up with switch
I’m gripping that thing with my right hand
Laid up with your hoe

God I know you feel my pain
Your son died too so help me understand
Why the trusted servants got the broken hands
So you mean to tell me 
That you

as an ass I'm really not
You needa stop you really can't, the words you say don't understand
You like a kid don't clap your hands, I'm not a child I am a man

up
And I'm getting what I can for you fall through my hands
Imma Yung misfit, red eyed loner
Wanna bag on my wrist for the all black roll-e
And some

as an ass I'm really not
You needa stop you really can't, the words you say don't understand
You like a kid don't clap your hands, I'm not a child I am a man

the love that got me this far
And it's in my dreams I see their faces and

Murderers is like handles that clap sandals
Hand sand off tools and I can't

out right with a hand clap or finger snap
No games, just gimme a beat by James
And I'll give some names to blow 'em up in flames
I'm a rap star

stash money go
Black monkey flow, stack money rolls
Hash money brown bag money crack money stove Craps money in the back money clap money pros Craft money

disappear like magic, got bitches like I'm magic
Fuck boy don't want no static, up switchy and I'm spazzin
Let it clap
You my opp, you gotta die, and that's

ill afford

My acclamations pierced the sky
For the blue-eyed angels that I would defy

A charter sealed by a bloody crown
And a head was carved way

Moon in Cancer

UTD

Manifest Destiny [2004]

2004

to dance
He claps his hands, we share an awkward glance

[ CHORUS ]
Sun is falling
Moon is rising
(Yes yes y'all
Ah freak freak y'all
Freak freak y'all