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books in the land of the crooks
There's no need for books in the land of the crooks
There's no need for lyrics in the land of the hooks 
There's no need

Take a peek at my older lyrics
But here's my golden secret
Once you master that style I'm go come back around and hit with the reinvention

Sucker boy

Porn Wars

Frank Zappa

Frank Zappa Meets the Mothers of Prevention

1985

this outrageous filth.

Senator trible?

Rape, incest, it's outrageous filth...
Sexual violence
Now, the effects of such lyrics on a well adjusted child

Steppin' to the A.M.

3rd Bass

Cactus Revisited

1990

To spark your mission posse, til way past dark
(Don't park there's no standin') or I'll play the five-oh
You don't stop movin' until the Serch says so

Explicit Lyrics

Pooh-Man

Life of a Criminal

1992

so much profanity in your songs?

[Pooh-Man]
Rated X, I wouldn't give a fuck about it
Explicit lyrics, bitch
I can't do or die, yeah, I like to talk

Kickin the funky Islam, my lyricals slippin em like petroleum, slowly I'm
Pumpin the flow of the lyric, I'm breakin em off with the radical texture
I'm one

Hemoglobin & THC in me equally
So many lyrics from weed it take ya a week to read
Keep up appearances easily, keep a piece with me 
I hear your

I would hold my mommas hand then id look both ways
Momma held us close cause she knowing it ain't safe
His uncle took some shots that were meant

way that ima stop
Nah
Spirits spirits
In my room
Lyrics lyrics
Writing since the womb
Cheers
Spirits spirits
In my room
No limits limits
Pushing them

Real talk
I was never tryna see the day
I was never on the way
I was never on the map but now we’re getting 10 to k
I just never saw the game
Now i’m

Them can't touch the lyrics a the style way me put
The lyrics and the melodies now back to my hook


Chorus 2

Life is what you make it so me
Hustle fi

(Hell nah)
(Hell nah, hell nah)
(Hell nah, hell nah)
(Uh)
Aw hell nah, cannot let nobody knock me off my pivot (Pivot)
Way too nice when I got

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YOUR SPIRIT

verse 1

your mind

From deep

S.T.L.

Nelly

Free City

2001

You got to stand up and get it together, roll with the punches, whatever
Get in our way, destroy ya, make you wish you had never, ever
Fucked with

Lay my lyrics on your soul
Baby
Lay my lyrics on your soul
Baby
Let ‘em make you whole
Let ‘em make you whole
You make me whole
You make me whole
You

From the bottom to the top
A nigga gotta get it
Put my heart into this shit
Nigga every lyric
Is from the soul, A nigga gotta let go
From the bottom

crushin' boy my lyrics do damage nigga
Uh
I walk in they playin' my anthem
I took the game and I'm holdin' it ransom
Ima keep goin' 'till my pockets dancing

I lied when I said I miss you
I write my lyrics with a pencil
Sorry but I cannot fix you
On my way, trying to find where to place my words
With

when I throw in the trash
I'm the best straight killer, bomb threat
Strapped up to my chest, my lyrics take your last breath (Last breath)
I'm the best

shit there
Popping like grease when the heat up
Popping like grease when the heat up
Address a pussy hoe when I see her
Ion rap with hoes save the lyrics

Bout the smoke like swisher sweet
Money bringing headaches I cannot alieve
I do not write lyrics I write prophecies
Too late for I'm sorry fuck

And I know that all my old ways
Got em shaking like it's 12 degrees

Pressure kinda heavy but my lyrics hold weight
I got a couple people trynna say it's

Now I am layin' on the floor
Never felt this way before
All my blood is
Running around me
And there's this guy
Who talks to me

Is your

lyrics ever conceived
This is our way
Like, you sit around with your mates
This is our way
And whenever someone says something ridiculous
You write it down