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the titties lick this knob
Wtf you gonna do huh
Try to say Im crazy & Im runnin with the cops?
Wanna see my fuckin record Man Ill pull it all
I swear to God im

mine first”
So I sat down and tried hers, she looked quite glad
Had a strange taste and all, but it wasn't so bad
That's right, The Rock having pie in

mine first”
So I sat down and tried hers, she looked quite glad
Had a strange taste of mold, but it wasn't so bad
That's right, The Rock having pie in

has got to buckle
Each one help one
No woman will be left behind
In feeding or in bleeding
I no go gree, I say God forbid
Tufiakwa, Tufiakwa
What are

my body is sore

Palms are sweaty my body is cold
I hate the winter man I hate the snow
Rap for myself I ain't doing no shows
She coming right at me

would’ve thought i was still in my prime,
Look at the rise from bottom to top, gotta thank God it was all by design;
He was all that i needed, Now i look

exist
And my enemies neither
Never ever meet your heroes 
Never stop to take a breather
Over eager kids are beaten down and eaten up
I'm sick of all my

Black rapper with a conscience I'll be out by half past
27 coming sooner than you think, 5 years till I'm a tree in Bedfast
Loving memory of the boy,

Or commiserate in a civil way or manner
Without smashing dinner plates
And flipping tables in a tantrum
I was in the ring of swinging bantam
V.S. a bigger man

forward
My son, I enjoy rubbing your face and this beard that you see on mine,
Comes with experiences that are absolutely necessary
To become a man

Shoutout to Pubs man
Shoutout to Rob on the engineer too
God bless you bro
Ay
Ay
Ay
Hair flowing out the back of my c's cap, I be that,
Prolly by

Bong Tokin Alcoholics

Kottonmouth Kings

Classic Hits Live

2003

and realized it's not nature to mother
Generic like no other
Man fuck big brother

The Kottonmouth King Klick
Are you blind or somethin'?
Are you blind

who is down
And loves everything within
Wants over needs 
Chasin after dreams
But these dreams are like a ghost
Cuz when I’m close
They often leave
But

Faded Pages
Frank R Barnhart

VERSE I	
When I was ten   I saw this old worn book 
On the table by Grandpas chair
He said go ahead son take a look

to me
Now the tocks on the watch are no fun to me
Don't throw your funds to me
Ima earn it
Tables turn well ima turn 'em
Tired of coming up short
Last

And I'm propelled by my melanin
To the wise man I'm forever indebted
Walking this steep hill for what seems like eternity
The burning question now is who's

like I invented English 
Please pardon my French but this how I vent in English
I sat on the bench for long enough I am finished
Don’t fuck with me,

You only tough when you hang with your mans
And these niggas cap like
They workin' at Hibbett's
Catchin' a buck and I'm posted at
She seen my number,

Goddamn it, Jordan
I sat by the ocean
Staring at the palm tree
There's people passing slowly
Stop to snap a selfie
I hate you
Things are getting

bothered to wake up tomorrow
Feel like im bothering people by talking about all my problems
If i told you what went down in my head then you'd have me

It took way too fuckin long for me to feel like I'm okay
I went though a fuckin journey for the man I am today
I went through the fuckin pain and how

right now I just can’t hold it in

Been a couple months since you passed now 
Spent a lot of time thinking, really sat my ass down
All these thoughts I

sister, man
She ain't your wife
But she may slice you wide
Open with a table knife call us crooks
Soon enough we'll make you change your mind
Join the Rooks

(Ay, ay) You tryna do me over girl I see through your soul
But you ain't finna faze a man who's blood is nothin' but cold
I talk a big game 'bout