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butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back
So, fellas (Yeah) Fellas (Yeah)
Has your girlfriend got

butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back
So, fellas (Yeah) Fellas (Yeah)
Has your girlfriend got

she is leaving
Uh
Imma take her home I take her back into the crib
Uh
Imma fuck that bitch and put my dick up on her lips
She gone lick the tip yeah she

One More Chance

Brian Bart

Tribute to Notorious B.I.G.

2004

I got the pack of Rough Riders in the back of the Pathfinder
You know the ep along by James Todd Smith
I get swift with the lyrical gift
Hit you

a punama
I'll take you far mama we'll fly to a cabanah
Where there's no longer hunger or war and no drama
Home is weather hotties is all jana
And everything

New Improved

Popa Wu

Visions of the Tenth Chamber

2000

a choke hold hoe, I smack you with the Mac-one-one
My raps are double-action, run the track from the back end
Don't have me bust your lip or have my glock

by nature's author
A floral figure born from the fauna, here no longer
Had she lost her way Dived too deep submerged in her work
Or maybe did she take

home if you let me though
If you need me, call my phone, baby let me know
But you can't go with me
You ain't no ride or die if you ain't rode with me

Birmingham, 1974, there occurred a bloody murder
Twenty-one people killed by bombs, Britain reeled in horror
Within three hours the British State

the stress
Cause so many homes gone and I pray for the rest
Tryna drink away the pain of a manic depressed
So take a picture it'll last longer
All of my

'til I came across the news
A black father was murdered by some killers dressed in blue
So why the fuck should I care now?
It's never been fair how

Watch me murder this beat like Eminem 
Too much sauce with Synonyms 
Gotta Rat, Get strapped 
Get rid of him 
Not a love tap, this a bat
Run Home

take it back
Survey says my hair is too long
You can call me Samson
When I think about His goodness too long
Then a ninja start dance
I ain't mad how you

Left my home at 17
Eager to get on the scene
No one else I had to please 
But the little girl inside of me 
Smiled when people knew my name
Now my

my yard
All their ligaments dispersed and-
Take a level down, how that blade feel in yo' stomach?
"Why the fuck are you so crazy? I just wanna go back

home you have class
So let me take the time to pick your brain
Help me see you clearer in a simple way
Similar to when I reach the mirror
I'm a unique

she moans

When I get in
She's like daddies home
Smoking while we fucking
Got me in the zone

I'm the sauce
So l gotta go an tame her
Mi casa su casa
If

renting nigga I fucking own
Take your chick while you clocking and bring her to your home
Treat her like she be the greats my dick is Larry Holmes
Booooook

When I'm busy humping it

Ey
Let's get it lit
Show me what you got
Hands in the air
I ain't going home

I'm back in the system settings
Clicking pressing

while I bam-bam
The mic is perfectly weighted up when a pull it
Wing it hard with the secrets of alchemy to bite the bullet
They'll never take me alive

a home run
Yo, the crowd goes crazy
Bring it, if you want, 'cause you really don't amaze me

[Chorus]

Look who's back, it's the Hell Razah, raisin

Get A Job by STEEL 
 
Intro (Talking “Get A Job” lazy unemployed man at home comedy skit) 
 
Verse: 
Once, twice, third time this week, I walked

me
Before I finish, have her take a knee
Send her home with a face covered in kids
Bitch don't forget Oh! The Horror
Yeah, we the shit

Telling you

My name stay in bum niggas mouth
Where I'm from yall niggas ain't allowed
I'm from Sharpnack it's like the wild
Niggas smoke a port, a black and mild