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By the end of it I will be sure
To chloroform that little bitch
Wakin' up in a predicament
She won’t be able to ignore
You like thick rope around
Your

as a pig would attack
One little black when he ain't strapped
And his hands is cuffed behind his back
Fact that I riddle a rap
That is so lyrical that

to get by
Shoved the knife right into my back
Now I'd only wish that you would die
You thought you had us all fooled
You worthless fuck I hope you

Choke

(castro) but think four tracks are wack
Lost in the ozone and all your mixdowns sound like crap
Hiding lack of intellect behind hipster catch phrase

put out you took back
Then you announced another album
Then you announced 5 more
Just how much shit do you have
Tryna push a new sound
Telling people

with the best of
Killers be ready to ride no eye witness left behind
Go and testify nigga be cut throat with each other no lie
Yo life in danger when

or the other are pretty slim, about 4% and shrinking. And if you find that 4%, chances are you just found yourself a blood diamond! Good for you supporting

car for the low
Low price and APR you were given
With no payments for the
First twenty-four months
And we pay your closing costs and sales tax
With

can't die?
One bullet in each lung, breath then then
You see you're sounding wheezy
And I heard your CD
You and your mandem are talking greazy
I just tell

buy it
So who putting who on
Came from coupons and four room walls
To hashtag #FoodPorn
In five star restaurants from Europe
It ain't a new song
But

to cover the shit
By that time though, I really gave up on it
And so I walked away, nothing else left to say
I let the garden die, nice try, but some other

home

V. A Turn For The Worst

A swerve to clear the Hondo stone
(Now we proclaim it known)
Took us off course came too wide of Mars to turn back home

And then I’d trade her for the world, see?
I drink the tea in China
Do you have me behind ya? No
So you ain’t in my crew, my clique
Unique what ya took from

on the chin
We collide with each other, we submit, and we bare our teeth
Catch fish using giant metal ships and scream with laughter
At 4AM staggering home

to the sky

IV Pentecost/The New Church

In one accord, we live by faith
Possessions shared; our hope embraced
Our rulers cannot drown our zeal
We have a gift

American Pie

Catch Twenty-Two

Washed Up and Through the Ringer

2001

seven members,
That's it. That's all you got.
Eight! Eight!

Lick a shot-shot. Boom 5 4 3 2 1 wanna make you jump up,
It's like a clean cut
Slicing

Hell Sent

B.O.N.E. Enterprise

Faces of Death

stranglin' babies

See, it's death to all my enemies that's RIP only tactic
But if by chance we kill each other our souls'll go at it
See I'm doggin'

rella?
Sucka, you couldn't get me back if
You was directly behind me
Or standing on my spine wearing low jack, B
The Articulate Thug, articulate 38 slugs

Want me for something
All these other hoes hiding behind their motives

Truth be told please don't mess with me
Tujhe chora that's a courtesy
Galti hoti

Here I Am

Blaze da Tyrant

Sacrifice: 1st Doctrine the Trilogy

Where my dead thugs? 
Who jack fools and slang drugs 
And call each other blood and 'cause 
Who ain't afraid to ride through the hood with a piece in they

members,
That's it. That's all you got.
Eight! Eight!

Lick a shot-shot. Boom 5 4 3 2 1 wanna make you jump up,
It's like a clean cut
Slicing through

an interlude 
can't you'll see I'm busy trying to balance out my chemical 
finishing up, what you ain't even begin to do 
when your backs against the ropes it's

food
Man are acting like he's got 9 lives
He can find out what the 4 5th do
Back of the club with the mandem about
Move out of the way when I'm boring

smackin' ya ass
You took it behind ya back like a Magic pass
In ya faggot bag, that's a fact
And I know you fiendin' to run back to Smack
Cause you a SMACK