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and shady ass icons
This little world got twenty-four hours
Nowadays' rappers' songs cause meningitis
Follow the flow, Red Riding Hood
Ain’t talking boroughs

to do girl
Pass it to the crew girl
Off a perk or two girl
Tryna see how you move girl
No i ain't tryna do more
Told myself to do more
You live and die by

spiritual
I done dumped so much soul in haikus
Just to get stumped by a girl not 5’2’
Its all good cuz what I wrote supplied you
Real underground shit to ride

A real man puts his family 1st 
Rolling with my brothers never put that  2nd or 3rd
They we're eating we was hungry plus dying of thirst.
Coming up

with me she got a strut
My nigga been waiting for trial for two
But it feel like seven
You know what to do
Tell by my crew that we don't speak

and happy just like big Snoop on
Too live for y'all crew cue the Uncle Luke song
My women see me moving terrified I'll move on... Terrified
New Money

If I got one life to live, then I rob cats for the other eight
And count it down, 1-2-3-4-5, The illest underground hip-hop, we bring it to you live

A Pound a Day

Virtuoso

Word War II: Evolution of the Torturer

2004

like I love Lucy
my crib is crawling with blunt roaches and
when I'm feigning, I exterminate them by them
lit the dro, in a optimo sizzle slow
hit

to speak out
Scary reach out, scream murder and pull the glock out
Cock it back, then tell your crew to relax
Take a deep breath, now take six to the chest

it taste, she say it's the nectar of vine
I beat a nigga out his socks, with my new Glock, I told em I'm ready to slide
Talking bout two of them boys,

you do this fo 
Tell me really what you do this fo
They don’t make real shit
Mix it off the 2-track if it feel good
My purpose here, man it’s overstood

fuck with me, I’m goin' Brady
Did I hit that hoe? I mean maybe
I don't know, I think I’m to faded
Yeah, she sound familiar, but it’s maybe
That hoe two

run to the money, nigga, that’s 4 flat
I took that bitch down
She love when that young
Nigga Spaz come around
I know how you feel, you surrounded by

Rockin' forty belows (ah), these niggas is hoes (ah)
Miraculous flows, grip the MAC when I pose (brr)
Click-clack with the fours, mismatch with the poles

this script, turn the next page

Twitch got boxed by you know who
Shh got splashed in the B side too
Beef for gyal, neeky crew
Should've beef when I took

Hit 'em with a two-step
Three-step, four-step
You step, we step
Banging on your doorstep
Ain't nobody home yet
We should make the floor wet

Regulate

Royal Flush

Ghetto Millionaire

1997

it dubblin
Money for bubblin, from 95 through recoverin
My crew smotherin, carry Benjamin's and jugglin

[Chorus 4X]

rubber rip
And I got four five costume with the rubber grip
I could let bang in the rain I bet it doesn't slip
That's that real shit we living by the G

the dirt but I'm on my way
Improving by a fraction yuh
Plan on putting on the shirt when I get my pay
And that is not a question yuh
But God is always on my

"We back nigga, Snowgoons, Black Snow
2, NBS, Snowgoons, Planet Asia
PA medallions you ready? yeah goon
Music military shit yEAH!"

E'Flash

"From

hyping about tonight
True say there might be a little beef
Two crews on a lineup don't like each other
Somebody might lose their teeth
Yeah, I know it's

chick
Look at them change they faces when they see how we live
You and a blunt by my side, I’m getting lit
You on the left side while I’m pressing