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E-S-P 
From M-P-3  to L-C-D , a-d-d X-T-C , I A-M E-B-E …
He’s on that Est(he)rogen  “Bitches!”
I’m on that entheogen , “Which is?”
Parasuicide  by

with a badge
But who'd be triumphant if e'er they should clash
Up on the housetop
Click-click-click, no reindeer
That's the sound of my

with who?
M-E, well gee I put my P-E-N-I-S In her V-A-G ina
Well try to find the rhymes while I'm inside your mind
My dime your fine rewind if whine

Girls in here" like it's Olly Olly Olly
I'm ready for the war anytime
When it kicks off
That's why my enemies are pissed off
I'll be the best grime artist

Cornbread

Freestyle Fellowship

Inner City Griots

1993

and I'll do the hop
Cough up a lougie shake break and boogie
Cause I got a home girl that's giving out nougies
Mr George Bush was on my floor 
Cracked

head stop spinnin
Me and O, we gon be your Mr. Belvedere baby, we will drive you
Home, I see you Jim, you a fool for this
One, E-Z, and Bow
Weezy

the right one
For once in my life i wish i was high and numb 
From the pain that be driving my thoughts erased away 
Now your lost in them tears 
As they once

some fun to me
And if you ain't got no game
I might lead you on

I'll paint my nails nails with your mans cheques
Then I'll match the tone tone with your

finna make a speech
Can't tell n****s eating good if it ain’t beef
Tips to the ops must be lost cuz it ain’t me
And if you tryna knock better bring your

Here or go, i don't know 
If i'll be well here, so, i'll leave This planet 

Okay okay hold up let me call Erebus
HELLO?
Welcome. I'll end your misery,

elite goons runnin' the streets
Goons comin' from everywhere
Suckers cannot compete
It's a takeover, mind of a great soldier
8th holder that spit
Rip your

to Lil B
OK? Cause you know who - you know what?
You know what? Imma tell Lil B
On you cause that's not your bitch anyway
Can't nobody fuck the BasedGod's

represent yours Crew

Which one of y'all think you ill enough to bust A Plus
Get crushed by the stampede of the elephant tusks
We LB families niggas don't

still the one that's smillin
Go ahead and make the move I'll turn that ass to ashes
Flashes when your life goes by
We walk up we don't drive by

[Chorus]

Let's Ride

Eightball & MJG

Screwed Up, Inc. Presents the Best of Suavehouse

2000

Nigga I smash down to take care of killers who spit trash 
Small pounds no limit soldiers we kick cash 
At the drop of ball D-I-M-E P-I-M-P 
Tight pass

week, yo
Damn, now some online e-girls
Got you losing sleep, bro
You can’t pull off all that darkness
With how you hush your tunes
Recording songs like

a spare in that bitch
I been driving on E, but thirty-six be the whip
Classic
And trust I'ma get where I'm headed next
Head up on a swivel
Peep a threat

just a nuisance
Me & Mr. Rock keep it boomin
Riding on a metro, you know that we zoomin
My flow metahuman
I'm saying I'm killing the game
Mo he be

own rules, you can call me Kobe
I'mma be a legend
You can call me Kobe

Uh, K-O-B-E, baby that's me
I'm Mr. Nixon, call me J Nizzy
Or Jrew, whatever,

Wnyu 89.1 Freestyle 5/10/2000

Necro

I Need Drugs

2000

parade is your fate
You won't regret pumping a whole cassette -- of morbid death
Before you step, kid don't forget Necro's a soldier vet
It's difficult,

i’ll tell you about
E in a minute but they want to get my number
You know, to squash the whole shit
And because of E
I gave them my number i gave them
My

thang
Hennything goes when you high up off that doja
Feelin' so good I need maximum exposure
So if you lookin' for me, I'll be on the dance flo'
Eyes low,

Tooth
Do it for soldiers in heaven
Whom wasn't able to
If my brother Gustin was here
He'd probably be faded fool
If my brother Jamie was here he'd

don’t really gun bar, but for racks
I’m raisin’ Biscuit's
Catch the apple of your eye
Be forced to blaze your missus
Is that boring you, Glu
(e)? Well,