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lion
But my birthday's in August

It's not uppercase TRUMP or lowercase g
I'd never be TRUMP
He'll never be me
Just g

For me there is no Aisle
You'll

lion
But my birthday's in August

It's not uppercase TRUMP or lowercase g
I'd never be TRUMP
He'll never be me
Just g

For me there is no Aisle
You'll

my pick up track
A forty five by my side
Just for luck

Verse #2
The man is telling me
Hand over my gun
It’ll be a cold day in hell
When i do that son

Milestones, for me they're just "trial stones"
And by that, I mean they're transient down to the bone
You reach out and try to grasp 'em in your

is more than raps 
If they let me be a gold digger I’ll appear In hell and give the devil bars 
Your sound really make me laugh

Outstanding either

Same old, same town
Going nowhere
Need a brand new view in front of me
Don't need no map, no need to pack
And don't care much if we come back

Same old, same town
Going nowhere
Need a brand new view in front of me
Don't need no map, no need to pack
And don't care much if we come back

Knock him in the floor for sure
With a two by four
Coming back for more
He'll try to even the score
Taking time to rhyme
And to bridge the gap
We get busy

Bill's at the Door

Kid 'N Play

Face the Nation

1991

(Pass the peas, pass the peas, pass the peas...)   --> The J.B.'s

[ VERSE 1: Play ]
I used to break my back everyday, totin boxes in a factory

are, baby
Round and round
Let me touch your body there

Said babe, I know, you got the feelin' (boom)
In the bedroom with your legs to the ceiling

All in all there's no sleep
No remorse no candy floss
No know it all
Just go record
Make all the songs
That never pause
Keep going on the whole week

said he knew I always had it me since back 
Playing on them keys
Singing alicia in my bedroom 

Living by the moment 
Never know if you’ll be dead soon

All in all there's no sleep
No remorse no candy floss
No know it all
Just go record
Make all the songs
That never pause
Keep going on the whole week

them cruising on the gas im zooming
I Stamped on the pack got bagged by DST were fuming
"FUCK" (audio cut) all this tuna and socks
3 razor blades blades

disappoinments, falling short, 
          Fear we cast you out!!! IN THE MIGHTY NAME OF JESUS CHRIST!!! (Jacob)
1:42   Ruth We Full! (Kids)
1:44   Horsehead he'll

starters, babe
Three, two, one (go)

Take control
I won't live another life
We put the time in, the grind isn't slowin' down
'Til empress takes her

runnin' out their bedroom
Explaining in excitement what happen
 
Shit is real
Like materialisation of a plastic cup
Three of us saw it happen
Or like DNT

might pull up in that two door
Wit like 3 hoes like its Christmas
If the glove fit then wear it
Well endowed I’m a misfit
I said little bit did you know
I

H-O double B-E-S (God gave us vocal cords to sing)
H-O double B-E-S (Three years in the making, I been feeling real blessed)
H-O double B-E-S (From my

these bagels 
Still went to school, played my role so I show I'm stabled 
So I won't be the kid in school walking around with a label
3 bedrooms 4 kids,

Everything's changed and it's all for the best
And it's all gone according to plan
It's out in the open and now it's all over
Three cheers for every

alone in my bedroom
The loneliest child in its private doom

Covered up to my eyes, defiled
Someone has to save me
From myself, from my anger

CHORUS II
I

Tap tap tap click the globe against the moon
For the next tune we'll let the
Camera zoom into the bedroom
The more she raises her voice
The less I

a moment, I'ma try to be killin' it, try the bitches
Ain't nobody wanna get in my shoes and, uh, by the way, I kinda been thinking about you
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