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In cases packed
With stacks of thousands
Now it's raining cats and tigers like the bears ain't been growling
Throw your hands down to the lycans
jet black four at ya mami's spot
I'm trying to get backdoor, I demand it now
Yeah, panic now, you better pan it down
'Fore the neighbors hear me over
painting
Huh woah aye
Bet it go hard in the paint
Hard in the paint and im painting
I feel like a phantom
All xanned up
Too random
And them niggas switched
clover, turn this whole bitch over
Time to spread the truth and catch fire like a real nova
Its all over
Fuck that bullshit you tuning in
Its all Fake news
I have the sketchy past, yet I have shed my wings
Cold turkey now hanging by a heart-string
Dangle over her, above the pulsing bar
She tries
Oh, I just love the kind of woman
Who can walk over a man
I mean like a god damn marching band
She says, like literally
Music is the air she
to welcome the rebirth of the Goddess
Word up it's all about knowledge of self
Yo Busta Rhymes, why don't you take the session over from here
gettin' stomped by the marching band
Keep 'em shook like spray cans (it's so hot)
It's so hot it'll make your face tan (ooh)
Ace ban rap, the place,
jet black four at ya mami's spot
I'm trying to get backdoor, I demand it now
Yeah, panic now, you better pan it down
'Fore the neighbors hear me over
Beetle
I rock that Saint Laurent over my beater
I like to stunt like I'm Evel Knievel (ooh)
But it don't mean nothing without all my people
When I step
a linoleum floor
I'll walk on it
I'll walk all over you
Walk on it, walk on it
walking one, two
Who?
Who?
Who?
Who?
Who took the Bomp from
class
And watch me live your fuckin' fantasy
Your fuckin' fantasy
Y'all needa get up and get out now
Do something with all of your time
Hope you
a hoe
She call me over, when she all alone
I told her I'm something, she said she know
She wanna get drunk, I know she smoke
We call it shots now, we
I was seventeen, just getting started
Every weekend was a non-stop party
Chasing girls and cruising town
It was nightclubs all through my 20's
(helloween)
Kiske:
Well, japan. we've been there, I think, two times now, and it's always been
A great fun playing there. I like the venues. they are
bands i need a pack
Used to record on a laptop now i'm on a MAC
Treat him like a poker card bitch i'm finna jack his ass
Altercations with the brass
to your mini van
I got chips on my shoulder
You couldn't get to me if you pulled over close to the median
So statistically I am not close to average by any
on the TV
You might see me on a poster, see me at a show
But you won't see me for free, boy, this ain't no promo
Actin' all shamed now
Wherever you be
Hey, yeah, Thugger
Aye, I'm just gonna go all the way street with it, you know what I'm saying?
'Cause I got a real street nigga with me, you know
rid of all your worries, why you draggin' that around?
Here pop one of these and now pass that around.
Fire it up, take a shot, now your ass in
the hallway
She sacrifices all she got to feed us
When she was alone she cried by the phone peeping out the window heated
But still I didn't see it, mama hid
Look how the ground shakin' (shake)
All over town shakin' (shake)
Is we have the ground shakin' (shake)
Tell them meet we by the Grand (Grand) Stand
waltzed my Matilda all over
Then in 1915, my country said "son
It's time you stopped rambling, there's work to be done"
So they gave me a tin hat,
about guitars
There's A Good Reason Guitars Are Numbered
Rita
That Bloom guy has my heart now by Force
Nice Weather For Guitars
The Heart Where Your
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