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A kiedy to robi do tego dodaje tu blackness

If there's nothing left right by my side I still got
'Microphone fiend'. Spinnin' the world around
'Planet

Tickle her on her right
Take a little time for yourself you need help
I'm not only talking about
Wealth I mean health
It's not good to have that
Pinned up

right out the kennel yeah (Yeah)
Told the lil' hoe it's my time (It's my time)
Ain't no young nigga coming like this nah (No)
It's a whole new vibe I make

Who is this I see sneaking up on me 
Maybe its the man came here to change my plans 
Conspiracies are really theories 
Made up by a master of plans

Ignite a passion deep inside that will erase the drama
Why am I humble? I say I get it from my mama
And my charisma, well that came from pops cause he's

alignment
Shades on my face; and I flooded the timing
Cuban the link; right on top of some diamonds
I got that crown; sat it down on da noggin
I'm not

by Shang Tsung
I was the main one waiting ’til fame come
But didn’t want to play dumb or break from where I came from
From the AUS to SMF
I never run

to talk about we, but I only succeed when it's time that we french
And you'll never know what it mean, except that it's clear I'm not tryina be friends
Ooo

Quality Control

Jurassic 5

...For Persons with DJ Abilities

2000

these contraband lyrics
My fam submits to pray, 5 times a day
Climbing into your mind with live rhyme display
J5 finds a way to remain supreme
Coming

Broken heart got it tat on my face
Not one time did you think I might hurt you
Reminisce on them days I was hurting
All this pain, Fuck around and might

I'm Central American like the macaw
Indigenous lineage shooter from Honduras 
Grippin' the fusca trucha with these J. Edgar Hoovers 
Pre-Hispanic savage

at a phone
This shit is coming right off of the dome
Rolled this j by myself, this is not a preroll
I'm not smokin' a backwood bitch pass me a cone
And I

125 Pennies for Your Thoughts

Kwest tha Madd Ladd

This Is My First Album

1996

But I was in need of a doctor for mass internal bleeding
My side felt kinda sore, my left arm felt dead
Put my hand into my jacket, it came out blood

might be reapers thats around me
Sunny by the day but at night we make it cloudy
Drinking for some days but today i feel some loudy
When that  NorFside

Or love? I'm tryna find you too
Sick of being between us right now
To get to it so lets get it poppin'
No time for no stoppin'
At the bar with ya bish
I'm

part of the issue
Don't trust myself, I know it ain't right
Don't wanna speak, I'd rather just write
Think of some bars and I talk to the mic
Throw

the metal by my pillow, I’m smoother than J Durillo
And my team count weapons all bigger than armarillo
I’m a peace of mind fellow, keep a kitchen full

'Cause in my line of work, my line of work
Real trust hard to come by
But right now, I need you to come shake something
Come through, don't forget to put

right in my jeans
She wanna ride like a motorbike, motorbike
Hitting my line you know that's right, you know that's right
Rolling a J, racks in the safe

[Royce Da 5'9"]
(Yeah!) This is Slaughterhouse
Haha, we gon' get right into it
Scared yet niggaz?

You're dealin with a fo'-headed monster
Y'all are

crawlin'
Fuck out my way, time to get paid, bitch
I'm rollin' with a block on the freeway
Young nigga trap by the 3way
Gotta get it gone fuck a delay
Bitch

the victim
This ain't just another day we on a mission
By the time we fuck up the venue they goin know
They witnessed Somethin

To knock em all up out they

Gluttony

Beauty place, children's home

A fat witch told: Run from John and Mary

Sweet kids in a man suit

H2O it's equal stage

Bubble-Bubble Gun, Ice

me something extra)
Then you came by my side
And made me bigger
(You made me who I am)
I tell you
(You need some Vitamin Me)

You ain't shit
But a rat