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out of here
It's like I'm being tied to the hood of a yellow rental truck
Being packed in with fertilizer, and fuel oil
Pushed over a cliff by

without logic becomes a faulty program
On the melting ice caps of an inner city school desk
Endangered students of color don't get eight-figure PR campaigns

Southern Hospitality

Peter Kent

Sub Urban

2002

Cadillac grills, Cadillac mill's
Check out the oil my Cadillac spills
Matter of fact, candy paint Cadillacs kill
So check out the hoes my Cadillac

fuck your hairline up!
Barber school, see I got haters by the carpool
They say I changed, that's because I got a jar full
You primates, monkey ass,

I could wolf whistle at robots
I feel I could hold a relatively decent conversation with TV's Joe Pasquale
I feel I could listen to a whole album by

an flow propane my beats spark into flame
Play the big game of 8 billion wait for my turn to come again
And witness the incarceration of free souls by

they write the town paper
The kittens pounce and rip the mouse 
Their mother caught by the church

Tire scrapes on yellow curbs
As kids in cars pulled up

Gotta bankroll bankroll bankroll
And it can't fold can't fold can't fold

You gon only see me with a foreign ass hoe
100 times outta 10 she gon be on go

tryin to go to hell
That's how Sodom and Gomorrah fell
Niggas coppin 11's
Rockin diamond necklaces
Hands full of titties
Wasn't 10 righteous niggas
In

katsu
Akbar is my mans, all praises due to Allahu
You can get it the ocky way, won't forget the bev when I pop you
Rambo by the hip, chain Rocky
Commando

usain bult spice 


(Verse)

ALRIGHT 
Ma toe ca no, sha mo caroda do, sawlo ca lo la lo
THAT SLIDE SO FIRST YO MI SLIPPERY LIKE  OIL

braba shop! so mi

with oil
My cup runs over
Surely goodness & mercy shall follow me
All of the days of my life and I'll
Dwell in the house of The Lord, forever
Lord, I am

SLIPPERY LIKE  OIL

braba shop! so mi full a style

Every body hiphop with you toe pan the tile

Mi run tiktak unuh run mi profile 

Devin you caa flap all

up
I think we blew about
Four eights between the two of us
Boy, this that smoke session
It's litty in the smoke box
Record and got iconic vocals
Spit

Say What ?
I got it 
Yeah 
Praise the Most High, C'mon
Zamba Na Nti 
Zamba Na Nti 
Zamba Na Nti 


Chorus x 2
Zamba Na Nti 
Za men za men a ne Nti

Sweet Joy

Alabama 3

M.O.R.

2007

Sweet Joy
Butterfly flaps its wings in Brazil,
Tornadoes in Texas.
Hold my hand, walking two by two,
Noah forgot us.
Protect us.

If you were

sinning
By the worship of them idols
The demons keep tempting me
But I deny them
The demons keep tempting me
But I deny them
It's just the way I'm living

The songs of a slave are the sorrows of the heart 
One step above the grave (so be afraid of the dark) 
Purged only by blood, by the X make your mark 
One

were built from a double helix
I guess Rome wasn't built in a day
Caesar oppressed by schemers plotting in sinister ways
Failure is like the key

Like a lantern run low of oil the sun casts its last embers into a
multitude of diminutive waves dancing restlessly cross the River
Liffey. Moving

Like I feel like imma be here for you forreal
Like every Situation on everything
Yeah
I'll be here for you
This shit life(8ball)
Fuc it
What

cause this bitches gonna drool
I am surrounded by honeys like I am Winnie the Pooh
Hey man don't tell me about the law I don't play by the rules
I'm

to turn them wrenches
You’ll see defeat closing in by the inches
Down here in the dirt we get used to all the stenches
I push through the entrance and shoot

sour, growing wise to the lies[00:30.56]And every time I spit bars, I open new eyes[00:33.58]And make them realise they're controlled by TVs in their