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where they Live
Fill up they tanks and they Right back over the bridge
The ones that rep that city
It's hard to wake up and Breathe
Hard to be black

history
Two triple O back in the do, bout to drop tops with the
Boy Big Moe
Screwed Up Click we super thick, been dropping hits
Since '94
Now y'all know

and my eyes are closed
I got the knowledge they pry to know
My words are red, not in the Bible though, aye
That's when they fallin' back
Droppin' they top,

in da back
And imma thug it by myself that’s that
Iaan eeen gotta kap I state facts
Keep it so real ioon een wear hats
Bad bitch I done put da whole

scratch my back so bad
He tryna draw and carve a sign
Hey wussup
I just wanna see grow
Put my dick inside your throat
Go some rounds and go some more
Say

Repercussion
Mike Jack /Moonwalk
Drill you niggas
Red dirt in my soul
Maui Waui from my pores
Sky has no limitation
Rich by my creation
Big movements only

to approach you, I could that yo day was ruined
I finding confusing, a beautiful queen plucked from a dream
Would be out here by her lonely, crying tear filled

worthless
I told him, "Nah, when it cook like that is just a bit of a burden" (that's it)
"Just drop the price a couple points and keep servin'"
Red velvet

are on their mobile phones, forces on red alert
Supermarket shelves are empty but the churches have full pews
TV schedules rearranged to get the latest

that Hades would
Got the power, got the powers strapped on
Me like Hades would
It was Gothmann by himself
And some dark clouds
With the Glock I'm a wolf

control
My wind gives you a headache as I pass by (ah oh)
Get you addicted to my scent, that's a new high (like wow)
My rhymes sting like a needle, for some

gimme you're words to play on
and I'ma make your writtens look thick like you lost your pen and wrote it in crayon
But yo, y'all should play the back like

picked your casket
You the know vibes
I make one call he gonna die, Oh my
No lie, I might let out my Skitzo side
The demons back you don't get no time
Red

With their hands above their heads
I continue to watch the audience
Noticing some people aren't clapping at all
My eyes slip back to the sandy
Hair boy

One on One

Lil Jon

Reggaeton Remix

2005

hands together
Put your hands together for D-Roc and Kaine and DJ Smurf
Next time a red neck put a pistol down

Nigga killer, bitch you ain't heard

I'm a Christian either
I'm eating Mystic Pizza
With some pistol squeezers while
We twisting reefer
No Nastradamus but I'm spitting Ether
I reappear

Making other pirates' flows sound
Like Speak and Spell
And I'm Bangarang, Captain Hook
Top chap in my whole pack of crooks
The chapter book king backed by

I got the juice and I got the sauce, you play with the gang then you dead wrong
I take all my problems head on, I know some killers take your head

Maybe it's the fact that I rap (Rap) 
Maybe I'm investin way too much, to make none of it back (Make it back)
Maybe I talked too much about what I

wet
Second form got her wet
Three through ten, same thing again
Towel her off and then reset
I been like gone for a minute
But now that I'm back I'ma

dope I been toking
Awoken the chakra got the quarter pound home of the whopper (served daily)
Trichomes are proper weed PHD I'm a doctor (yeah)

Red

redBull just to stay  awake 
Time to clear my mind so I’m billing up Paper plane 

It’s only been 2 decades 
But I seen Seen so much shit I got a headache

the sauce, so they watching (yeah)
I got two Glocks and they both come with beam
Yeah, bitch, you know how I'm rocking (brrt, brrt, brrt)

AK, red dot

tsunami's taking
Back what we've taken
Endangered way of life changing, ain't no way we can sustain this

Hermitofthewoods
Aimless sort of drifting, in