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Ion like to share 
I kould rate a bitch 
Just up off her underwear 
And we sellin 2 for 20s errywhere 
I mean 
Dat shi was just this drop 
Next drop za

fiendin' we got the treatment
You best believe it
It's like releasing 4000 killer bees into petite flea nets
No wonder they could not contain our buzz

Gotta watch full of rocks (Aye)
We don't fuck with no opps' (Nope)
If you a sucker you getting schlop (Boo-boop)
Work this shit like a job (Yah)
Got

here only selling weed
Hop on every remix
Flowing hard I make em' seasick
Going hard don't need a reason
Watch these niggas out here creeping
Coi said no

They're everywhere
Hidden like a pet identity chip
That's not a metaphor
That's just another example of it
They're everywhere
And we don't know what

album actually
If I seen her face when it dropped, knew I made her proud
Looking out the clouds, cloud puff, then I pass around
Yeah we got some vices

time you see me, I go on like it was curfew
Hit us with the love or the war, we ah never serve you
Your girl told me you can't get it up
Pattern up

Now you've seen other paysite galleries
But none of those girls
Taste like raspberries so if you think we're
Just some obscene cannery
All our cans are

Hey, I gotta ask you something
Am I always in your way?
Like a kid at a dinner party
With too much on his plate
Well, hiding out in the basement

Ack Like U Want It

Black Moon

Enta da Stage

1993

a teen/tin like Turner
Take it from another brother coming from the ghetto
Once I get my five eight, no need for protect so
I get paid to rip, step aside

Ack Like U Want It

Black Moon

Enta Da Stage [Bonus Tracks]

1993

a teen/tin like Turner
Take it from another brother coming from the ghetto
Once I get my five eight, no need for protect so
I get paid to rip, step aside

Me and my doobie straight sucking face
People walking by yelling, Get a room
I might marry Jane if she says I do
Pulling out of the chapel
While

dyke bitch, like sally'd ever stoop to that!" 
Even the same boys who used to follow 'round 
Said "we're appalled God let someone like you in our town"

trim
The shyt heavy
And I ain’t talking weight by gym
Da bitches love me
Ima god
So they sing my hymns
Yea I’m cocky
I stand tall
Like a 8 by 10
Alil

it be the gang only
Feel like the tin man
Looking for a heart I'm trynna leave this life of sin damn
Bezzle that's my twin fam
From the basement

It’s Tlinh on the mic
Bước lên stage trông thật khác biệt ah yeah
Bước vào party nào cũng quẩy nát tiệc
Yeah ta đắt show vì bọn tao khiến the whole

Man of tin
Stay heartless
Don't let anybody in
Who do I Call when no ones around
I pick up my phone Don't know who to dial
I feel like a Ghost
I have No

Feel you escape find yuh house an bomb dat
Brand new duppy gone dung pon a long list 
Aye! lift yuh marrow like a berger tin 
Pussy dat a murder ting

I'm up and be down
They used to try to shit on me, lil' bitch, look at me now
If you can't see we fucking up, bitch you senile
I did this shit right by

me overload I get overwhelmed overlooked But I'm over gold Circle of Life And we on it like Merry Go Pockets throwin fits Got the torch and it's lit

Sumerians started trading
Sounds like bartering to me
Mesopotamians bartered with various goods
To many different cities
Or in AVI’s terms "hoods"
In Sumerian

at the last bit?
Are you wondering if anything
Is still this automatic?
I live everyday in this tin house
With its walls like a can
And suspended by a string

by now this shit a marathon it's not a race
You better help yo' nigga up if you see he can't keep the pace
Don't fall out bout these bitches a mouth

That god awful sound
Of hammering and rust
Like stubborn lies
While birds carry rhymes
Of shimmering and lust
Songs of light and heart

And we hear