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of Georgie 
Like fuck life's so crazy 
Shrooms got me thinking wavy 
Never by yourself cuz you've got yourself baby 
Joey on the beat, Tribbiani
These ain't my

Joey Clipstar, HB Freestyles
Now we've got some UK rap-drill legends right now still
Felt this should've happened from long time man, nothing

Good Die Young

D12

D12 World

2004

his ride
3 years go by, I made a hell of a run
And that's when funky got done, a joey playing wit guns
And ?, karty was my man
And reggy, I wish

depression, started to question
If my big breakthrough passed me by
Words are a weapon, like they a Wesson
But they upset I'm passed my prime
I pray to Heaven,

I wish I wasn't I wish I had emotions but
Man fuck Bruce he a bitch
Bruce them waves is fake
Where your durag at?, you can tell by the shape
Fuck out

stack the bread like some Legos
I order burger for play dough

You think it's play time now
By how I weighed them vowels
Plus how I beat court files

Murphy (ex-TESTAMENT, DEATH, OBITUARY)- solo
Steve DiGiorgio (TESTAMENT, SADUS) - fretless bass
Joey Jordison (SLIPKNOT) - drums


The prophets of God have

Uh, it's that knock right here
Uh, y'all in that mood yet?
You need a subwoof' to play this in the car by the way
Let's go
I'm a be quiet, let

think that I'm a bad friend
Rootin' tootin' shooter with a bad hand
Only got one arm, he's a dead man
I should leave him hanging by his own neck
I ain't

E-M-C Two

You think you so wicked
I'ma lift your soul every verse
Every verse spitted
Who want what with it
By the time you catch up
I am gone with

found cloth are you built for the downpour
All I try to do is lead by example
Seems some are content with niggas feedin' them a sample
Tried to create

don't act for the bros
Get rushed by the Fedz, head straight to the back, let it flush
From the back to the front, bring packs out stack money up
Livin'

always me making Hits always
'Cause I am a hit maker wanna see me play
Every single song is on the charts today
Made by Joey that’s me Fabü
My moniker I

Uhhh
Look here man
My flo embodies the work of a Ferrari made,
Park it by the gas tank then covered it up boy not worthy to see how I stunt in these

How many bodies do you got in your backyard
My flow sick I got them drinking my backwash
So they can spit like me ooh you nasty
My crew so NSYNC you

the speech
Apparently
An opinion's fine
Just not from me
If they don't compute
I earn a mute
Joey don't dispute
No more talk from you
I am quite confused
By

the Knicks, end of the spliff
Marijuana fine cut, like a boob on a bitch
Since a younger man, in my younger days I was dazed
By the days, I didn't do what I

dope
In traffic watching time fly by
Just thinking about life will I ask God
Why cause think about Christ when I
Praise Allah just think about ice will
I

'em
If the game is to be sold then
Tell 'em that I owe 'em
'Cause it's getting stolen
By the one they chosen
And all my dues is paid
You could take it

hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot Outside
Some thots thots thots thots thots outside
NSYNC on your BM Tell her bye, bye, bye
Shooters out here They all gon'

goal
Y'all can get washed by my wave I'm emittin
No defeating my soul
Pull up like phantoms this nigga so driven
Vroom vroom I go
Serving y'all fire be

frame's marda
Been weighing up boys from back when the food
Man went by the name of Farda
Yeah my flow's faster
That's why I'm first and you man are after

grind
Understand these rhymes were made by a mastermind
I'ma kick this shit up instantly
Coming in large quantities
Raps with lots of oddities
Rhymes with

Early aughts pop video you be around snakes
Dirty pop, staying NSync and stand about face
I faced the opp and made a mockery
I told em slide and didn't