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Thank you so much
Just fuckin' around man
Emotionally overwhelmed
My heart it has holes to heal
Have you

are the things that I asked the Reverend,
"Excuse me sir, but can Mexicans go to Heaven?"

The other day I spoke to the Reverend,
To see if he'd say

alliance What y'all know about crooked cops shoot to kill and that says a lot no ceilings we out the box this land of the free so unorthodox. What y'all know

on mama pot,
Amde make a lot of cash.

Principal say stop ah that,
How we never flop a class?
Everybody flabbergast.

(Chorus)
OJ! What's that in

the perfect time
I'm 24 don't got no other life
You gotta mix it and get it right

So many girls keep on texting my phone
Looking for love but I'm ghost
I am

This Is Not an Exercise

Voivod

Killing Technology

1987

Don't adjust your Brain
It's now, it's real, real, real
Woken up by a lot of noise this morning
The day begins by the fear
I'm looking through

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Boogie Down Productions

Tight Azz Mixes

1998

say some cry
Can't get by so later on they die
Because the strong will survive
The weak will perish
Ignorance is a poison and knowledge will nourish

the perfect time
I'm 24 don't got no other life
You gotta mix it and get it right
So many girls keep on texting my phone
Looking for love but I'm ghost
I am

shawty
I'm the, I'm the, I'm the king of the Northwest, hear it, nigga, listen up, dawg, I know you
Niggas can't fuck with me, I'm not No sir, mix a lot

wit me
Cant call the nigga bro
If the nigga ain't no kin to me
I up the da shit
Turn yo bitch to a kennedy
Nothing but perks, liqs & dope
Mixed with sin

from different cloth oh no I get it 
Gotta wash ‘‘em off
All that talk is false that make me itchy
I can’t put you on less that hoe is hypoallergenic


I

Preach
You don't know how to run a household
Preach
You got terrible credit
Yes sir
No life insurance
You dig
No health insurance
You dig
Nigga do you even

with you

Your goddamn right I'm feeling myself
A chauffeur no sir, I'm wheeling myself
Looking for a chick chilling for self
So I can show her

and I’m skrt’in out the lot now
Out the lot now
Cause you can’t save me
And you know I’m crazy
You tried to play me
Can’t play me, no more
If I ever get

a harpoon
Through ya heart soon if you walk to
Close to me, close shot
Flow for mi me coast you
Can't see my flow I practice notes
With the ghost, no joke,

the streets
Don't matta how we spit it or get it inside your earlobes
From the record store, radio, and digital download

[Chorus: x2]
It don't matta no

sign
c lot of swerving driving on the line
Have you guys been drinking?”

Malcolm: “No sir, I'm just tired. It's my off time”

Radio: “We had a robbery

Do you accept the prospects of Being human
Positive and Negative don't Ever mix
It's never been done
Either negative stays below or The plus stays

acting
Whoever that test they gon’ get it
We spit it right one take boy no edit
We set it whenever it’s time to rock it
No doubt sink ‘em all eight ball

Sick rhymes and lyrics are my motherfucking trademark, realize it in a minute
When I mix this shit on top level you better fasten your seatbelt we’re

Action Speaks Louder Than Words

Geto Boys

Uncut Dope: Geto Boys' Best

1992

time no hear, man, what's up?

[James A. Smith]
Say man
People been kicking around a lot of hoe shit in my ears

[Too Black Records representative]

down I blast my radio!

You ain't got no skills!
(Benny!)
Yo, lemme get a
(Milky Way)
Yup, and lemme also get a
(Daily News)
And a (Post)

isn't an insult and a deed that I could never be insulted by Him, adding a well placed
And accredited quotation by Tom Waits in French no less, much

got back 
Sir mix a lot old shit 
Let me introduce myself 
If u do not know Fix
Money by any means my squad Hoe
Muddy Kup Gang what I be on Tho 
Baby