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think there's bats in the belfry

[Chorus]

I don't know what's come over me,
I'm blinded by the scenery,
Nice place to visit,
I don't know what I'm gonna

who gone be rest, to pass the blast 'cause if
Ya thinking of kicking these ya best be packing yo sit to B's that it makes a difference I'm
Moving yo

Just can't figure it out (yeah)
Seems I'm in the place right now (right now)
That could be replaced just now (right now)
Usually I'd said it to you
But

Different h* for every season 
I’m gettin to the money call ya back f* 
Yo feelings 
U got the drop then spin the block yea this one for lil uigi not personal

You ain't coolin'
Lil bitch 
Who you foolin' 
They ain't believe in me 
Till I was full in 

Now I'm that they wanna be cool with 
I'm getting these

Bring da Ruckus

Wu-Tang Clan

Enter the Wu-Tang (36 Chambers)

style shot ya knot like a stun gun
I'm hectic, I wreck it with the quickness
Set it on the microphone, and competition get blown
By this nasty-ass

all I can do
I'm bad at codes and mathematics
And at talking to people
Doesn't rhyme

Wish you were here
It's hard for me to make believe
Help me find

cake I’m Lil Debbie, I’m tryna bake his ass
B*tches body count getting out the roof for trying to, make me mad
B*tches body count up out the roof for

Back Up off Me

Snoop Dogg

5 Classic Albums

2013

and ya bitch I ain't afraid of ya
I'm hustlin' got them ballers, niggas we smokin' them quarters
Fiends be dippin' that water but we hustlin' like it

R.I.P.

2 Chainz

Different World

2013

be in every club in the hood, where niggas at?
Pull up, jump out stuntin like I was Baby
On my cocaine cowboy shit, like in the 80's
Who the nigga

the octagon
I'm secretive as fuck, I treat the crib like the pentagon
Lil one fell in love with the streets, he was super sprung
I'm who they booking for

Hold up wait a minute

Flaking is as bad a suicide 
Running out of time its do or die
You know that I ride
Actin like mr.marty mcfly
I was going through

Living That Life

Tru

True

1995

Two strikes on my record and a scared mind

[master p]
So I'm crazy, drive by miss daisy
Sellin' dope to all these motherfuckers and killin' babies
I

ima Don
I call the shots cuz I'm really the one
I'll get yo bitch and go after ya son
Start lookin at night, they'll be dead by da morn
Don't bother me,

wants
Not a boy, who prefers playing with himself 

I’m not a game, boy, you 
Can’t keep pushing buttons
I’m gonna go insane, 
This is bad for my health

to god that I'm cursed the way I'm targeted first
These motherfuckers rehearsing but who the fuck gon' rehearse
My lil bro by the name Turks and he knows

I'm still survivin' from it
All of them bad thoughts just tore me down, feel like my mind was crumblin'
I just want all this shit figured out, I swear

do it baby 
I gotta keep it real 
Oops my bad I'm like bumby I gotta keep it trill 
And I dont pop no pills 
I drop, I drop my trunk 
So you can

Drink it up. Light it up. Eat it up. Oh yeah (oh yeah)
Hurts so good. I can't be the only
Moth who's tempted by the flame.

Oh I'm killing me, killing me

I swear the po-po threw my homey in the slammer
Did him bad, wish I had my candid camera, made me mad
Vanilla be swarmin like bees surveillance

bout 20 carrots on my diamond plate
But wait (Huh)
I still gotta progress
Who care who the best b***h, I'm doubling checks
When I pop one pill man I feel

come and take a pic yeah
Made a 20 off a bin yeah
Pull up in that Benz
Know i'm with my brothers I dont't got no f****** friends nah
N***** undercover

at her
(I'm so far away, I'm so, all I wanna)
(How I wanna touch) look at lil mama, man look at her
(I'm so far away, I'm so, all I wanna) that ain't my

I'm in the box, im with my cousins , see the lights, step on the gas

I'm in the hood, walk down 19th
Caught lil chop down bad we tried to knock out