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These bowls I deposit and sink down 
With the work I operate against evil 
The virtue of words from words from letters 
Whereby swallowed up heaven

I'm already knowing my brother in the cut right now rolling up
I can put a stack on it ya dig
And niggas knowing we been them niggas
Yeah yeah
Say

sliding with the woes they ready to kill niggas
Saiah served a hunnid bowls how u feel nigga
I feel like lil meech all the ice on the links give me chills

know the half
Shape like a bowl in my soul
But help me get through the path
This shit tickle the stomach
Like how it get to yo guts
Recite a couple

Cut a hole in your motherfucking, forehead
Stick my dick inside and do a little, braindance
Let the pain settle then begin, a warpath
Straight

do, them boys gon' get at you
And you gon' make the news
Droppin' racks to mismatch my designer
And to cop them bowls
Switch to rental, hop in, scat

Smoke it all 'fore it dries up
Pass the bowl I’ma light up
See the prize keep your eyes up
Let's smoke it up let's smoke it up

Mary Jane’s got me

around the toilet paper roll 
Poke some holes in it and you've got a good bowl! 

Do do do do doo do do do doo... 
Do do do do doo Oh it's Smoke a Bowla!

scared of breaking it that
You won't let it bend
And I wrote two hundred letters
I will never send
Sometimes these cuts are so much
Deeper than they seem

my face where the bowl is
Bowl on my face
I walk while my mouth hold it

Hold it i'm the best rapper under 25
24 inches on my ride
Ball like 23 and I

All night long he calls her snookey ookum, snookey ookums.

All they do is talk like babies.

She's his jelly elly roll. 

He's her sugey ugar bowl

30 Million to kill these niggas forever
But ain't no rush, imma kill these niggas whenever
Come meet me half time like the Rose Bowl band
And 4 more

feelin' like I'm mobile
(Travel in Givenchy)
Snake skin on, got me movin' like a cobra
(Snake) servin' out the bowl
Got it lookin' like Qdoba
(Servin' out

Murda Goons

Wu-Tang Clan

Return of the Swarm, Vol. 5

2008

date

Russian cut, mustard handle, bout the same size

Of little tight Shawn with his Nikes on, still blamp you

Vamp you, throwing homo's out they

Maybe you're right, maybe I'm an asshole
Oops, did I take it too far? Super Bowl
I'ma still grab my balls, I'm on a roll
Yeah, I'm that white boy shooting

word that's called envy (envy)
He fake, we cut the heads off snakes (off snakes)
Ayy, Ali boombayah, ayy, spray, ayy

Tell your homie come pick his

225 Rounds

Wu-Tang Clan

Legendary Weapons

2011

is sprayed
I'm out here, fuck it, like I live on Targhee
And Rico, keep a low cut like laundry
I don't give a fuck, y'all made me bitter
I'mma whip

Wine and dine thine
Is minor
When it's time to grind her
Blind with signs I'm gonna find a vagina
Mouth bowls you came to brown hoes
The town hoes you

with a
Half and I
Flipped it
2 a whole
Now I got
The pie
Time 2 whip
It 2 a bowl
Ion fw “C's”
Turn that bitch
Into a “O”
I'll give you
A buckets like
I'm

scrapin the bowl hittin his goals, hustlin just in his soul
Off white MJ 4's them mufuckas beige I'm stepping out sharp as a razor
Deja fuckin with me cause

Latifah's Had It Up 2 Here

Queen Latifah

Nature of a Sista

1991

a yolk
I'll cut your throat
I'll cut it short
No one ever getting near
Latifah's had it up to here

[Chorus]
Give it to 'em Queen (Yeah Yeah Yeah)

(gestures in the manner of a conjuror)
You're cured mate, sod you.
	MANDY
Go away.
	EX-LEPER
Look.  I'm not saying that being a leper was a bowl of cherries.

and shots
On all y'all chumps
This the life
Making the bread
If you a fuckboy
Bet I'll show you my knife
Then cut off your head
Man, the kid don't play
His

Jumping fly no parachute
No bowl of campbells but you can too
No escaping life so who you ran too
Track pants on cause the money ran through
I aint