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Say Lit Brother go dig ya partners up cause that nigga dead dead 
And he ain't comin back
Dead dead & he ain't comin back
Dead dead and he ain't

up in the morning, you feel sick as can be
So you lay there tearing up, don't wanna get out of bed
You let the demons in your head so they can stomp

Build yourself up brick by brick
All my haters make me sick
Kill them off like I’m John Wick
Complete my list give it a tick
I’m just grinding making

Let me out, Let me out!

You got me feeling like I'm sitting in a padded room
I can't think straight like this jacket
I might go apeshit that's

Fuck Them Niggas let’s run up The Chos

(Verse 1)
Fuck these Hoes I’m getting me some Cash 
Rock N Roll this 40 gone Blast
Pistol blow & you know that’s

Players in da Atmosphere

Lil Wyte

Doubt Me Now [Surped Up and Screwed]

2003

Take me by surprise make sure I keep my eyes on the prize
Extra sweet southern style can't wait to get between them thighs
c'mon baby let's go hit

boogie when I'm bored
Let me fly, but lately I've been feeling sore, tryna sore
I talk about my future like it's just about to happen
Get smacked by

the cuffs
And off you go spin it around
Now you're facin' six months or so (no)
But while you're doin' hard time
You can have a good time
You can imbibe juice

If I let it fly sounds like sound bytes: Orca ninjas go Rambo, Rambo
If I let it fly tonight though I try, I just might pop, pop off at the handle
Who

Left in a daze by the way she
Twirl her tongue on the tip
She's going fast with her bob Then she lick it off slow
Now she's in the consideration
As one

shoot shit like Lockheed
You just a puppet, where’s Robbie?
We stomp him out, call me Ravi, gang
762s hit him like Bart Scott
Feel like getting hit by

whole team get fried
French braids, fresh fade, don't let your bish walk by
Temptation, she'll be mine by the end of the night
Not even one out of five

from the get-go
Tell me why they never wanna motherfuckin' let go
Tell me why my legacy is 'bout to be in set stone

You don't really wanna play

on your to-toes
Live well, get cash my motto
I don't lose sight off my go-goals
I win once then go pro, pro
I'm awesome, no less, lot mo-more
I'm good ish,

I ain't really think that my life would reach this point
Sitting in my car contemplating death by knife point
Lemme lay it out for y'all
Right now

thicker than water until you get blood spilled in the water
Please don't let me show you what I mean
Shawty off the line like her light went from red

Hip Hop Bommi Bop

Die Toten Hosen

Unter Falscher Flagge [Bonus Tracks]

1984

something to drink and then stand on your head
Bommerlunder rock the living and rock the dead
So get off your feet and rock to the beat
To the beat stomp

more wishin just goin and gettin transitioned it well
See its all about the execution Now let me show you how the fuck to do this
Gotta stomp the snakes,

the way in, way in, way in
(All the way in)
All the way in, way in, way in
(All the way in)
All the way in

Yuh
All the way in 
Thats how I go man ya boy

Girl you curved me
An' I swim in every memory
'Memba when it was you an' me
Please don't
Don't let me go
You will sleep beside me
Deep breathe

Part 1:
Bedrock, Bones McQueen
Triforce, let's do it!

Back in the day when I had nothing to say
Max and me would cook DMT lamenting celibate fate

And realize my ship size can't let it overflow
Niggas Gon overdosing off the cup
I'm overflowing off energy I just pray and wishem luck
Shedding light on things

(RJ on the beat) judging by my wrist (wrist)
I couldn't tell you the time
'Cause to a bitch I'm Ned Flanders, Psycho Bob in disguise
'Cause if you

got without a wall
And now we owe them?
Let that bill collector come to my block
See what we show them, blah

The government got all the people by