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really rude
Ah-ha, eat the nigga food
I'll knock the stuffing out ya muffin, fucking knucklehead
Never did it wrong cause you singing the song all in

to go and talk about
You took the thing I really need
Now I will not be written out

Can't you see, it's meant for me
And no-one loves me better
No-one's

you want, say what you want
Heard they don't like us
They wanna fight us
Roll em out, kick em down, pick em up, knock em out
Tryna knock us out but you

get that Glock and knock you off
Can't run no game by Jay ima get that stick and knock you off
Cause that's my lil brother fasho
Me and bruh back

things by the stairs
He cried out
Don't let him see you standing there
I've been taking too much lately
Till it comes around
And knocks you down
Hold me up

You know my number, lil' baby, I know it's late night
I can put you on this ride, out of space, right
We steady pushin' this pedal, ain't got no

a million on his head
Gotta look out for his children, he got picked up by the feds
Give a fuck about 'he say, she say' I don't wanna hear about what they

the dark
To get to the light
I'm a conflicted soul
Darkest hours, bring out the real in a nigga
True story
You should've known
I'm haunted by nightmares

the section nigga knock it off
WOAH
Boy you a snitch you work with the law
AYE
I get that pack in
I get that pack out
AYE
Bring them racks in
bring them straps

late
My body's on a rhythm, see
Gotta take my medicine by 9:15
If not, by one, I'm sad as hell
Gotta go to Walgreens, cause I'm outta B-12
Gotta outrun

Spitta Destro
You in the club line obeying the dress code
I drive by bitches making googley eyes
Google me Ma
I do that music so beautifully, huh
Believe

To late for screams I'm already down on knees

Sobbing mouth can't share the sounds of fall 

You knock me out by words

You clench your fists on my

Fly to timbuckthree
Knock on a door a runaway 
Shoot elastic bands at
Heavy metal fans
But I'm not brave enough to talk to you

Wrestle Pennywise
Ask my

one knock ya hustle 'less they out hustlin' you
It’s nothin' left to say
Always work to do
Can’t no one knock ya hustle 'till they out hustlin' you
Aye,

dark and the curtains get closed
Are you playing your role?
As told by an organized criminal
And general, get off my genitals, I got your general

Do What U Feel

Redman

Muddy Waters

1996

backstrokin, you don't know me or my style
We hold court and blow trial
You catch 'cal when you browse through my X-Files, who be next now
Man's down, hands down

Fuck Em

Rick Ross

Rich Forever

2012

Huh, we rich forever
Double M-G, we untouchable nigga
Too much paper, don't forget it
(Maybach Music)

C-note after c-note, put the remix on my

Bitch, fuck up out my face
I ain't with that talking, let it spray
Fuck what you got to say
You got a problem let it bang
Bitch, keep that energy,

you open the door
Can't knock us down
Oo-oo-ooh
Can't knock us down, I've laid eyes on the shore
I'll give it my all
Oo-oo-ooh
I'll give it my all

shine
But when we come together they can't stop progress
Watch us and knock us society never rest
Tick Tock running out the clock
All the time by design

shit
George Bush got some nerve, fuck a war
We trying to serve motherfucking 8 balls
Til’ we live at the pool hall
And knock billiards out of your

Aisha knock my door
She wan love me by force
Oh my lovina toyintomato
You know it's you I want

Oya let's get romantic
Steal my heart Shey you no

The Audience Is Listening

G3

Live in Tokyo

2005

Ay, Ay Vai. Knock it off! Get
off my desk! {Hey Andrea, check this out.} Oh, Stevie, you promised me
you;d play nice music; People out of control,

They're being murdered by the NRA

'Murricans love their country, but not as much as they love their guns
'Murricans love their neighbours, but not as much