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as my witness don't get me that live with it too many disguises arrive in plenty sizes why this why now fucking up my life wow try this hi pal then what

every pal with protection don’t block ya back so..
For the better don't not search for that and.. for that reason I’m hard to grasp I’m.. 
Not a grouch in

pressure
Can't won't don't let the people down
Peaks soar, valleys deepen
I never even out
No fair trade
Gotta wear shades, my future's furtive
My past

*crickets chirping*

Verse 2: Sogga
Yo I’m Sogga
But you can call me Sogga
I’m widely known by Sogga
And Floppa is my pal-a

I spit bars like Russian blowjobs

on overdrive 
I can bring my twenty one pals and my forty five cal bitch you don't have a chance to survive

shelter and clothing
For the most part, he was right
By mid-century the Green Revolution was in effect
And has spared one billion people of starvation

inside my shoes!
Listen pal you maybe think that it's funny to be hailing satan
That it's great and kinda like a playground but you'll get bitten by

Be Yo Self

Big Syke

Be Yo Self

1996

by Gs, you can check,
Pickin' up my minum, hit 'em, leaving 'em wrecked,
Fuck yo set, now I'm older wid bouldgers and birds
Overseas bringin' kis

and
Are you willing to risk it all
Even with the chance you'll fall
Let me in on what you're thinking of
I wanna figure you out
Guide my hands right down

Who's da Man

Cross Movement

Heaven's Mentality

1998

man...
They want to brand my God, "generic"
But then they label His Word "esoteric"
No one here can get with the shed blood that Crips can't even bang

You as my only guide
I don't know dude but he not a happy guy
Eyes glued to his shoes and they wonder why
Nice view when it's doom lurking in the sky

So baby you have to move on
The love that I had for u it's gone
I got bitches by my own
Cunado vines a mi mente tengo que quemar un blunt
Asi que no me

张步若@RSS Studios
Where are you my destiny
Where are you my fantasy
I said that I would demonstrate
You gonna see me on the screen
If you not my pal
Get

It's a bird
A Bird
It's a plane
It's
I don't need a name dog
You know who it is

Engagin' evacuations
Then waitin'
Outside the exit
To waste em'
I

've got a little gang 
My decomposing little gang 

And now I know I'm loved by eight decrepit hunks of meat 
We don't have long 
The nine rotten, undead

round me like a choir

If he is for us, whose against us, no one
He got the power he don't gotta show 'em
I'm living day to day by his grace
Don't gotta

and that
I no fit impress mankind
I hear them talk and I by pass
More good one bad all be bad ey
Turn the topic for the town
I know them say my matter don

Year of the Rat

I love the roaches, the rats are my pals, they’ll keep me company when the trees are bare and all my friends are coupled up

wanna ask why

I got trapped in my mind
Got wronged by my pals
I don't need a cover I just need my peace forever
Ain't got anything to fight, I'm doing

I found my peace
No conspiracy theory
Eyeball isosceles
Live like I'm grown now
Love like an old pal
Friends that I meet always end up in the ghost

I just brought dem nappies
No baby food, no dilly no dally
Got a few pals, but I ain't too pally pally

No games like it's poker
I ain't no joker
My

to you come at me
I got a fact sheet it's by my moral compass and the back beat
But a vibe check would sound oh so sweet
He used to like the party now he

Pissin' On Your Steps

Del the Funky Homosapien

I Wish My Brother George Was Here

1991

't fidget
With the ballet
Fuck a dancer because that's what my pals say
And brothers don't shake ya rumps
Wearin' biker shorts is like chokin' on ya nuts

Conscious, my pen pal
Need I further the details?
Case closed, I prevail
All sinners won't see hell
Sincerely, I mean well
Lusted by many of females
Past weak,