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Psycho Realm, P.O.D., Boo-yah Tribe What? What? My soul is payable on death, the flow I'm layin' here is deaf Mics come with a teflon vest, my
You gotta get down,dance around,floss your style P.O.D. guarantee make it worth your while Bad vibes leave 'em at the door Soulcheck'n, housewreck'n,
feel brand new It goes 1, 2, 3, the crew is called P.O.D. And if you want to go to the tiptop Break it down with that one drop [Chorus: x2]
greetings. redrains and sistrains. the P.O.D. comin' at ya, with the fundemental elements of this little place we call the Southtown. we come to ya
Love is mind games Love is mind games She complains, you listen nice Then get's P.O.'d by your advice She waits until it's time for bed
ones in P.O.D. and we're the last ones out He's coming back He's coming back for me and you
life That's how we do, so what that P.O.D. like Now what my G-O-D like?
you feel it x4 P.O.D. (chanted x4) What's the problem son? You said you wanted some But when I started rocking POD got the job done My Lord said
the fresh N-double O-P D-O-double G-Y D-O-double G ya see Showin much flex when its time to wreck a mic pimpin hos and clockin a grip like my name was
smells like lager and fry-up P-R-O-D-U-C-T That's all I will ever be I'm not a name I'm a number I'm not a name I'm a number I am the product of a poor
Astro-nomical, she kinda basic One of my numbers, send her back to the matrix Red pill, blue pill, what am I takin'? L-A-X on the beat, we stretchin' The P-O-D
matan Booyaka Booyaka el reggaeton Mad One and Rey Mysterio esta cabron One, two, three. 619, down with P.O.D. Como la ves Facil como uno,
crew At any moment (yeah), that's what I'll do (i-c-p, o-d-b) I'll do it to you And a few of your crew (bitches!) Bitch! what the fuck?! What are
Yeah, P.O.D in the house one time on this Christmas diddy A little remake right here You know how we do Special shouts one love Merry Christmas It's
Intro Yeah it's the P.O.D. right here Coming straight from the S.D.C. -A 619's in affect, know what I'm sayin Givin you that hardcore sound yeah
P.O.D. and Matisyahu Original Roots In Stereo, ya know One time, bring it down selecta I got that Boom Bye Bye, so nobody disrespect, Jah love Give
care! What you think about! I don't care! What you think about! I don't care! What you think about me! Back up in this, P.O.D's with it, drop it down one
feel brand new It goes 1, 2, 3, the crew is called P.O.D. And if you want to go to the tiptop Break it down with that one drop [Chorus: x 2]
feel brand new It goes 1, 2, 3, the crew is called P.O.D. And if you want to go to the tiptop Break it down with that one drop [Chorus:] Execute
When we spell it out it reads D R O P D R O P DEAD, DEAD Bitches be outside Asking who just died No point tryna hide When there's blood all over
and Dr. Dre is at the do???/ It???s the capital S, oh yes, the fresh N double O P/D O double G Y D O double G, ya see??? 2Pac feat. Dr. Dre ???
Warren G, yo, I got a cliggy-clock Ends with my nigga SN double O P D O double G Y-D-O double to the G Let me come back 'cause I'm like this, see The LB
Take 5 second, think about my crew, who am I P.O.D. [Chorus] Listen my cry, What do you hear? Live my breath, How do you feel? Look my soul,
n g u é m p o d e e n t r a r N ã o p e n s e e m t r a n s i tar O t e m p o p a s s a s e m l i g a r S e s e u c a c
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