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Knocking on the door extra hard and shit
Like you just stressed out or something)
My nigga, I don't even know where to begin
Dog (What happened, man?)

Look,

over my head
But I guess this is payback
Payback
Payback
Anxiety running up over my head
But I guess this is payback
Payback
Payback
Anxiety running up

that looked out for me yeah yeah 
To the ones I forgot don't get mad at me yeah yeah
Don't worry It'll come back to me 
All due to my hiatus 

I been

against them waves, keep head caps on them braids
My relatives and cuzzos pull up, hop out, wave that thang
This shit for my kinfolk (my kinfolk, my

I don't believe you there
Can't believe these bitches they might
Leave you in tears
By my lonely cause I fail to believe in peers
Believe that shit,

Collude/Intrude

Company Flow

Funcrusher Plus

1997

rock pastel 

Got your hip-hop essence out of the Cross Colours catalog 

while I launch technology 

Ask L. Ron Hubbard to break down my

that's the Jada Way
When stimulate that b****, she start singing like Mary J.
I'm so obliged, she wanna roll the Mary Jane today
This K I call it Fa
It'll

bitch)
Bitch I do my own thang 
(Bitch, bitch)
Bitch I do my own thang

Mobbed out, fifty peeps deep
From 25th and 56th Street
Now with J's on,

And to this day my lover still be illegal
Mary I love you
Let jane be free to all of my people
I Spoke to God
But I ain't get no reply (no reply)
Still I won't

rain 

Send all your prayers, go and throw some hail Marys and 

Pray that they land, cuz I'm out to blow some brains

Say my name, say my motherfucking

Yeah Yeah
Yea since a young one I been smoking banging out on the couch
With my girl you know she love it
Take a trip down to the south
Yea u know

Welcome to my world
A safe haven for people like me
Where dreams are chased by light sleepers every time the night creeps
There aren't any rules

Change to Come

Kool & the Gang

Gang Related [Original Soundtrack]

1997

the
message of one love)

[Verse 1: J.Flexx]
My heroes catchin 3 or 4 through they corridor
They blast on em, hit the gas on em, last call
A bullet make

dropped the bitches off now I'm
Off to my uncle house
Stopped by the liquor store
Nothing but the thugs out
White tees and Chucks
One nigga hit me up like

up and downs
I kept my head above the water
When they wanted me to drown
Nothing real is ever lost
Deep inside you it is found
Keep your head up
Go

and the again
I pray one day I make it on top of the food chain
Yeah I'm thinking out loud
While I'm puffing this loud
'Cause I can't help it but to have my head

And I was a child not to run away

And I ain't talk about no Mary J
Said the past got skeleton
Dark skin, brown, yeah, I love my melodin
Fuck all

the mic is gripped by Spide, you better know that it's time to ride
Go to the show prep then step get it right here we giddy-up giddy and go
My lyrical

the reefer
I had to put it out
I'm grabbing on her nipples
(Pierced, pierced)
Tongue going south
Roll in and out
Whole thing in my mouth
Roll in and out
Whole

I Wanna Fuck Your Brains Out

G.G. Allin

Aloha from Dallas

1995

[Chorus:]
I wanna fuck your brains out
I wanna stick my cock in your mouth
I wanna fuck your brains out
I wanna stick my cock in your mouth

With Loki DMS,
J..Johnny to my left
Got phantom and the rest
Who are down to rep the west ,
I grew up on by drive by's and LA gang signs
So what the fuck

at least the bro's know
I did this shit all by my lonely, hunnid K without no promo
Run down, we gon' hit the boy head up
Gun sound where you don't hear nun

shout out my nigga kobe
Ion fuck around wit pets tell these bitches get up off me
Two twin glocks mary kate and I got ashley
They aint got job but imma

the answer's not in your head, my dear -- it's in your
butt!

J.D.: You see....
Everything comes down to poo!
From the top of your head, to the sole of your shoe