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nigga I ain't never really been out flowed by no boy
Your food look just right
I'ma eat your porridge
Even though I'm full as a motherfucker like no

top
Or in a suit clean wearin' pool flops
At a rap concert yellin' ''you rock''!
I get mad enough to hit somebody
So I'm venting before I have a fit

the Jeffersons, brown in the pot
Yeah, just come through the front
Public house is the cop
Do a spin move when I'm passing the rock
Unc' in the hole putting crack

Grown & Sexy

Stephen Marley

Stony Hill

2017

on the liners
Gong to the Zilla
I'm a monsta like a Loch Ness
Look how long mi locks is
All bills paid, all bets made
House well clean, all bugs sprayed

25 to Life [Blend]

Xzibit

Behind Bars

2000

I'm inhumane livin' in this house of pain
Stuck with a thousand street hustlers
Down on they luck
Repeat felons caught up with the death I was

popping slugs, stomping haters like drugs
I wonder, is there a heaven for a plug?
Drinking spirits, possessed by a thug 
Short fuse cause 2pac is my muse

so it evened out
We in your spot boutta clean you out
Out the house running in and out
Grinding cause my sister need a house
Gotta handle business I

clean it up and lets build a new house together
We can just climb up the tree that you so much adore
Look at the houses and meadows, and so much more

niggers is breakin')
And let him know that if he's not ready (Break!), to clean his house up
You got niggas mistakin
Fuxk these suckas, keep ya eyes

to jump the broom it's contact
Cuttin up in Granny's house
Them holidays known to pack a house
My uncle staring at my spouse kids jumping on the couch

they see
Ain’t stoppin' till we gettin' justice in the streets
Move
Let him know that if he's not ready (Let em know)
To clean his house up (What should

That drank, that Fentanyl
I got some bitches that suck with big lips dog
Get through fucking your hoe, then we post at yo momma house
Shit was good,

it and did it
Raise a power fist
24/7 just look where I was at
They fueled by cowardice and called us
Powerless and proud of it sucka shit
We gon' keep

it spin
I'm from the city where they
Sold out the residents
Larenz Tate
Face paint
Dead presidents
James Brown
Arsenio in the trunk
Jimi wit the semi

Poetic on wax
Relax
Just let it spin
I'm from the city where they
Sold out the residents
Larenz Tate
Face paint
Dead presidents
James Brown
Arsenio in

Wishing his using was a phase
He became ruined by consuming every day



Out and night stealing from the elderly
Sneaking in there houses while their

me clone it
Money getting mown like lawns
By the white house' yard
Ey, bills keep growing
It's the biggest part
Keep zoning out in this goddamn art

done the Australian way
The great brown land, stained by time
A melting pot of cultural slime
Import low culture from the world
Celebrate mediocity

my only job was Full Time Crime like I'm from the south
Introduce you to your new neighbors in the lonely house by the graveyard tryna write a verse

got a clean fork (ham)
Akhi tryna slaughter pigs, but he don't eat pork (brrt)
Loaded bank account, but I'll still come and freeze yours
Fully-modded

you but at the same time it is you
Jus kick back let me just

Uh
Light brown, pretty toes what's your background
Foreplay, upstairs by the hallway
Long

He's out on the back porch again
Beggin' to get in for the night
Nearly broke down the door
And woke the house
If not the neighborhood
I hear mama's

earlier on in the day
You're so selfish
You not the only one in school with a lot at stake to lose
You're a self centred coward, I won't clean you plate for

your Barney in the backyard
You dug it up with your bare hands—now that’s hard
Karma had a way of sorting that out
Fell out a tree, broken in pieces by