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I call this honest, cause honestly I'm product of bad feelins and negative thoughts causin a problem
Thats turning me alcoholic, I really wish I was

Probably not gone hear timm burden on the radio
Do it by my lonely fuck I need a label for
I don't give a fuck about that fuck you pay me hoe
That's the way

Shit goin' all bad, but I'm patient, know somethin' good gotta come next
Old celly just got killed, his killer gone to ADX
Went from Audemar

houses, armed guards by their bed

Indoctrinating colleges make people hate
Without a shred of critical thinking inside they brain
Do yo own research, don't

up and it's the game, I was born for this shit in the main event
Mary Jane to the brain you could tell by the fragrance
These niggas ain't gang
These

shit up)
No syzzurp involved
Waragi in the brain this song iz dumb but its how you make a killin (na pow pow pow)
Yeah i prolly make a killin (said gra

deep 
Jese backwoods and this weed

2 lakh ki chain 
Just hanging out
Le pakad, dede tu brain
Youre bad enough
Fuck i said just for today
But she’s

want cause bad bitches never late
Now I got hoes that'll blow my high
I ain't that pressed Even though you fine
And I got hoes that be on my line
Talking

brain melt
Hell, I remember losing you
How the pain felt, well
I been up so high
Now I can’t tell
If I’m sober, is it over
I forgot what that feels like

never pot to piss in
Holy Ghost is lacking
2Pac-Alyptic
On a costly mission
Just to pass the vision I’m getting it for a little bit of bad intentions

then it's bang
Last thing you'll think about is pain because I'm  t. aking brains
Get the stick from Sudan and my whip from Uganda Then take a trip down

We got Sonny in da trap
Fi Fi counting money in back
Aarons been sparring
Brain on brand, Del yet another hat
Acting like ur bad, I’ll put Danny on ur

"Ayy
We want you to do a video for beats by Dre"
I thought, "Shit, this must be my day, "
Let me set it off
So flylingual and swagnificently fresh
I

disarray
Echos ringing in my brain
Same thang, every 3 am
Cold game, can’t sleep
Fuck it, let’s paint this pain away
Bob Ross how I turn my L’s
Into some

And all I do is just count them
A crosshair, an arm and a leg
And both lungs, that'd make there an album

(RAGS) I got a rude attitude
Never been afraid

Fuck these lame niggas in my city
If any nigga got a problem, tell'em come and get me
It's Mr. Benton say "good morning" to the bad guy
I'm enjoyin'

Resurrection

Nuclear Assault

Out of Order

1991

it is I try to prove
Maybe they are the true artists in their field
It's just too bad that they share their space with a bunch of queers
While we're

Cause they know I can rap
And they really down bad
They suffering, sad
Got my game face on
Can't have distractions
Causing me
To not get any action
I

to relate to people without lying
Soon the rope ill by tying
Kiss the trees and the sky and
They only know that your hiding

I wish I knew who I was
Throw

I smoke citrus mist know what history is
Some distant kids surrounded by risky shit
I smoke a spliff that's big
Then I'm feeling on
Top of the world

get hard but a n***a gotta stay true
When i was down bad i felt the rain
When them n****s switched up i took it with a salt of gran
If I was a cuban

to fight
Turned a pilot light
Into a raging firefight

Like my brains not wired right
Brai and fizzle side by side
Arguing showing each a piece of mind

as a threat

If I got a problem I’ma say it with my chest
Bitch back back you a bug, you a pest
Talent that I got really speak for itself
So let a bad bitch

Psycho

Ganksta N-I-P

10th Anniversary: Rap-A-Lot Records

1997

that's alright, I'ma slam her
Catch that bitch by herself, and beat her the fuck up with a hammer

Throw your daughter in the air, hope that bitch break