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Chanting, now liberated
As your tormented body motherfucking
burns!

Trapped in your lies
What have you become?
A hollow vessel surrounded by shiny
walls

la derecha
c la izquierda
Pa ambos lados
Se menea
Date una vuelta
Para que veas
Tu eres mi rey
Yo no tu Reina

You take me by the hand
Left foot, right

Get the flaming hot Cheetos
A 40 out the fridge yeah we need those
Sour patch thru the aisle stashed in my pants
My ninjas got that habit
They want

in your sentences
I'm devilish, the foot is like a leather fish
Smoke wax like a Brazilian salon
Stand on the corner after three in the morn'
All

habits a f### up your cabbage dogg/
1 day his back was against the wall/
3 ninjas surrounded him with the plastic Aug/
i know you thought this where shit

I breathe in for four seconds
Three
Two
One
I hold myself for four seconds
And in that time my other self has learnt to be fluent in confidence
Each

Boom

Da Brat

Limilite Luv & Niteclubz [Bonus Track]

2003

of your man eye
Not to mention he can't help it because I'm fly
The plan is
I stroll by
Big bubble Chanel shades with diamond tips
Get up close

on the other side
Ay
The grass is green

Waiting patiently while sitting by a maple tree
The branches reach for the sky growing graceful
All praises to the most

I don't need a mirror to realize I'm the throwedest
I'm fine by my lonely, niggas phony, in my mind I'm a poet
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who

Booked a flight to the Florida keys
No packed clothes I'm short of tees
Four day trip I don't need more than three
Why shop accordingly I can afford

Resting my foot on yo head I just conquered yo land had to slaughter yo clan now yo fans is my fans abide chain of command while you swallow them

a three with no worry
I'm balling so hard you would think that I'm Curry
I might have a billion by time that I'm thirty
I'm all in these niggas might think

water, ain't it?
Same scape as the walls
Crawling with paranoia's plaintiffs
The robo-komodo promo Zen patience a-alike
To this jittery drooling mess

with my people, my ghetto pass ain't revoked
This my corner sign, a Glad bag and a scale
Penitentiary chances, 4 and a half by 12 foot cell
Got

Balls 'n Brains [Previously Unreleased Track]

Spice 1

Hits

1998

a drive-by bucket
Screamin out 'fuck it'!

[ CHORUS ]

[ VERSE 3 ]
When I'm dead throw a blunt in my casket if I didn't die high
My niggas go to war for me in

foot? (Huh)
When are you gon' show us that you number one? (When)
And everything that you accomplished in some years about to take me just a couple

cnytime mi ride is a big ninja bike Gal a pose up and bus all a like
Vum vum rev up di sex drive
Move from the left and them mi slide to the
Right
Caution

Chorus
-I put my foot to the pedal and the pedal to the floor
Got my hands on the wheel hitting corners on a fold
-Can’t stop, Won’t stop, That’s

it takes when you close in on the finish with your foot up off the brake
Chorus
When your back against the wall man and everybody doubt you you can

1

I’m live on Death Row buried in concrete and mortar
where 3,000 U.S. souls await slaughter. 
I am reportin’ straight from the trenches
separated by

head to foot
The body cleansed by self-flagellation
Supressed the lust of flesh and blood

Night after night grim voices shriek
In portentous horror

just put one foot forward, guided by the words that I wrote
Perhaps I am uncultured
I wasn't one of them privileged rich kids who went on holidays

curbs, wall rides and big hills that make you drool 
Scooters make for perfect tools 

Catch a ride for a thirty foot tailslide 
Or off-road for a dirty

Quincy McCall
I need a bag dream about shit I ain't had
Porsches and rollies and Jags I'm just speaking facts
Keeping my foot on the gas
If you ain't first