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the fascists
This machine kills fascists, we some real mean bastards
You're singing Sweet Home Alabama while ignoring the fact
That you had 340 lynchings

sides like a fucking coin flip
Fully automatic gotta come with extra clips, renovated home gotta come with extra bitch
Bet you never met a nigga living

the gangsta attitude
Word to my niggaz like Ewo Bee
Real motherfuckers, Gangstas
They walk in to the street
They Do what they posed to do
Bring that money home

She still fucking and she got a man this bitch is so bad
See her looking when I come in and she knows the program
Face is looking happy and she keeps

man you got to look within
Fuck that shit you wouldn't even get a fucking grin
You see a happy Chris I hope you like my evil twin
People making money

the answer let me take them away

[Verse 1:]
I remember when I met you,
thinking you was special,
how did I let you ever slip by,
then get wit that guy,
now

spend my fifties in the yard playing catch with my daughter and the dog
Hope my sixties really aren't too hard 
By seventy I'll probably wonder where

Maybe I'm just home sick
Wondering where home is
Sadness is romanticized
Human natures plank in the eye
Maybe I'm just plastic
Pretending I'm elastic

a piece of mind
Somebody grant me a wish
Send somebody that can help me
I can't keep living like this
Every year I been getting
Less impressed by hoes

la vuelta y da la vuelta

now iâ¬"m home did you miss me baby
as i  unback im just si happy to be back and see face

the flight
I looked out the window and waved my one true home goodbye
I thought to myself
If I were die right now
I'd be happy with way my life turned out
I

off as a crush 
She took Leroy home 
Cuz he was flirting and such 
She didn't know was that her life was about to change 
From backwoods to baby bibs

Back in the Groove

Total Touch

This Way [Bonus Disc]

1998

to lose
Let's get back in the groove
Repeat Chorus
I feel a rhythm between me 'n' you
No matter what I do - I do it with you
I'm so happy I can be myself

surfing on my computer
I want to hug you and kiss you and touch you all over your body
Cause the way you make me feel so happy, I be
Waiting for you until

"what's
The purpose of this task?"
Someone smiled at her child
And she said "this is a trial
It's a test and the best will
Be judged by all the rest
Now my

had good intentions, but still he treated us bad
I was happy when my mom left but
There we're still times I wanted him back
And that's so confusing

I'm so happy to see you guys!

Why is she touching us? 

cre you depressed? 

It's called a hug, Mom. I learned it from the white people at school!

them under
I knew it as home before I knew it as a jungle
Beating on my fucking chest I stay surrounded by foes
Behind closed doors they watch and plot

them know that I'm for real
Not just playing games
I don't think that I'd be alright
For you to walk home by yourself tonight
All alone tonight

I wanna

much on my dick
When we link, we takin' phones, cuz we ain't finna take no pics
Beat it up for a couple hours, and send her home, bitch, where yo Lyft

this cap like Bobby, aay
If I come with my dogs in black like Franklin, you can get chopped like GTA

My boys never got chased by a bora
But your boy got

We got 'em running scared
And we poking 'em in they sore spot
The homies said he's phony
He claims he's on and a sure shot
Heard a couple rhymes by

ones just ugly
Walked by the million dollar pool on the right
A nice place to swim on them cool summer nights
Went right through the fuckin door

I had a crush on this girl way back in school
But if she was happy I was happy. It was cool.
Then I' m at this house party man, chillin' by the pool