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Simple Song

Rustic Overtones

Long Division

(D.Gutter)
Love is my wine and I drink it by the cup
I swallow my pride when I'm swallowing a gulp
If it spills down the side, I don't go iNsaNe
I

Thuggish Ruggish Bustaz

Tommy Wright III

On the Run

up by the cashier
On the front of a magazine bone punks in harmony
Flip to the page what do I see?
Bone talking bout Memphis Tennessee like a dog

100 Elbows

Deuce Komradz

Still Ridin' Smokin'

so it's time to make cheddar
Alabama, the beautiful green trees what you see
If you want it, I got it, so nigga holla at me
I'm that N

Ask Ya Self

Krumb Snatcha Mobsters

Snatcha Season, Vol. 2

2001

make the glocks sound
(Nigga we got it locked out)
(Y'all niggas is popped out)
We're raw 'n diggy Caveliti
(All city)
(And this here, what we call

Real Soldier

Wet Boys

Get Wet

1999

will... 
I repeat...If ya 
Just blast that mutha fuck 
{gun shots} 
{broken glass} 

Verse 1: 
I'm bout that paper 
I'm on top and it (?) 
You

5 Minutes of Doom (Comin' from the Legion)

The Almighty RSO

Revenge of Da Badd Boyz the EP

1994

g-a-n-g makin noise
Us niggas from the Brick now wreckin shit with the (Badd Boyz)
Step to my crew, you get your dome flown and blown
I'm part

Cant see me All Madd n shit
If you don't mean well, you don't mean nothing
You know we blunted
And I don't usually go to war, or hold these guns
But

cyaan' too loud
Put on mi Clarks boot fast and move out
Ah nuh school bus, di yeng yeng ah move like when you shoot gun
Yeah man me gone, which part ah

way I'm in first place
I'd lace my trainers

Get bolting like Usain
When I hear that gun 'N' run

And then I'd jump over the hurdles
You think I'm

a left swipe across yo face like we on tinder
See, Murdock starts a moth a fuckin inferno
I've walked through flames to get here by now it don't even burn

to trip up off the little stuff
They hate when we roll up looking so sick they throw up
Guess what they know what like a suicide bomb imma blow up
My n

a bitch
You can get laid on the floor by a jit
100% not a shout of a doubt I'm the hardest out they come with smoke
we can get some gloves and see what them

games, Cant see me All Madd n shit
If you don't mean well, you don't mean nothing
You know we blunted
And I don't usually go to war, or hold these guns
But

me
changing
i am leaving
i am leaving
a loner a loon
howling at the moon
write it in the sky
rock n roll will never die
and
i thank you very much
if

this but my spirits been bleedin
Maybe recognition is what I've been needin 
Best they never heard better hand me a noose 
But with a gun I could let my

A bitch is nuttin' we easily fuck it

We posessed by the cash and these guns we bustin'

We out, P and Game, we'll blow that bitch up

Ain't nobody fuckin'

got nothing to prove, fuck with camoflauged
She die, you gun' die tonight
If that bullet don't kill you, then you gon' bleed from a dog bite
My shit

and National Health Service - not to mention increased state control of television and the press, and the abolition of the right to silence.

Machine gun toting

over all said n done
did i fight or did i run
to kill for glory live by the gun
the battles over nobody won


the road to shiloh is paid with blood

Intro:
same niggas always hatin on me same niggas im sick
and tired of this shit im tired of bein embarresd by
des niggas they betta not cross me no

The way I grew up I always had my life at stake
Around drugs guns and violence it was no escape used to sit up on my porch wished I could get away
They

It be trials and tribulations
They fake the smiles on their faces 
I wish I could run away somewhere, I can't take it 

I smell gun smoke, I see death

minerals
Brain steaming head hot
Remind me how dinner was
Call me a mason when I mek a step
All of my guns do like Jesus and resurrect
Defeat me, never yet

you let the 40 boom 
Then don’t let ya face show 
Woahhh 
I got bad bitches on a come up 
Niqqas see me and all my guns up 
If you owe 
You pay the tab