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in 
and they drive away 
they take a redeye flight to ghost town 
and the whiny black cat melts to tar on the sidewalk 
sticking to the dirt like other

Punk Baby From Mars

Her family crest is on a white sheet over a rotten apple 
A leftover of envenomed sword of poison seed the old wolf made her eat

a very good excuse

For telling your eight year old you’ll put poison in her food

Cuz she made you angry.

Chorus:

In my head I always hear her screaming

Follow Instructions

M.O.P.

Duck Season, Vol. 1

2002

they stuck me in the line of fire, where everything is wild
I made twenty dollars, and they callin' it a mistrial
Now I'm a suspect that play by his

People's Choice

Defari

Focused Daily

1999

smash 

The album, the third 

The trilogy will be heard from Toronto to Pittsburgh 

Yo Ev do we got retail in Afghanistan 

(Man I don't know

beat was produced by Rob the Vikang

I crept up from above and took you out
Look its a new sheriff in town
Hope you know that you are going down
Bang

the hubris
Take your shot and you'll die by your own sword like Brutus
Haha oh shit, spoiler alert
I'm the one that's gonna make it and leave you all in

days where there isn't smoke or a lighter's glaze. My album will be a hit and hit millions in it's first week, maybe on its first day. Now everything

graduated magma cum laude virtual on zoom
I thought by now you'd make the news
In talent shows you swept the room
You whipping in the Rango still, I know cuz

The wedding was shotgun
Act like I'm off one
Told you I'm not dumb
I backpacked verses cause the album was not done
Fat cats swervin' when I pass 'em in mach

chill
My momma said you
Better treat her right
I said I will
But I didn't
I rather spend my time
In a rented
With homies that were listening
When I said

I am not phased by the clouds in the sky
After all the days I done worked through the night
Now I got electric connection to the light
She got types

Greg, I live in Kew
Where birds fly and the sky is blue
My roommate Kegel, overseas he flew
To talk to some labels about this album you’re listening

the best
Ten albums combined, and neither one of them said shit
Young cats in their prime are taught nothing of respect
And they're all upset Until

Got by myself whatchu thank
Okay
Come outta pocket for things
Fasho
Feeling so broke in exchange
Uh huh
Might get some fan I can bang
Uh huh
And words

hoe and bada bing she ghost ya
Oh no! Did I fuck your bae again
You call me the Spuillotine, took that fucking maidenhead
Lady spread and laid in bed,

motivated by the love
Create, it's what I do
My album of legacy pieces, people discover
I'm a fighter and a lover, die hard like Danny Glover
For anything I

Ima flex on em
Its time to flex on em
Let me flex on em
A yo my shit is gonna pop
Cats hating That's cool
I'm gonna look down on em from on top
It's

know my struggle
Getting bullied, getting pummeled
And now I'm the big cat
And they respect me in the jungle

Haha, yeah
You know how we, uhm
D'y'know what I'm sayin', like?
Lil', lil' freestyle type shit
But I'on be up in them UK beats
Man, that shit's- that

hold up
Wait a minute I ain't shit you say?
But 3 albums over seas a bitches bills are paid
You fugly monsters all up in my juicy booty today
But don't

North Berwick Witch Trials

Cathedral

The Garden of Unearthly Delights [Bonus Track]

2006

slowly whist he is sleeping 

Feed him with poison, bring the monarchy down 
Our sin is rebellion, in black arts crowned 

3 covens of 39 
In 1591

guns big Hash too
It was written in a tattoo
International lampoon with cheerleaders in Cancun
Catwoman in a cat suit
Swept off her feet by a hand-broom

Allow me to explain the hatred i retain in my veins
It contains a bit of poison dont get bit by the fangs
But If i brang u to the chop shop off top u