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"produced by me"
Fuck with me, you get no more Sleep, no more sleep till I R.I.P
Hold up, how I do rock, metal, Trap, rap and all of it flowing Like agua
You

the man, I'm feeling great, let me live life, yeah
If you can't tell by now, man this album took a turn

I ain't even think it was gonna be like this, for

missing bodies in the f-fucking car lot
And when I'm mad, I get green like the Hulk
'Til my brain goes pop and then them veins go po-po-po-pow

Blood Pressure

The LOX

We Are the Streets [Clean]

2000

I owe you two
I woulda smacked you wit' da burner
But I know you'd sue, and I ain't talkin' to him
I'm talkin' to you
Matter of fact, I'm talkin'

Falcon and the Snowman

Andre Nickatina

Conversation with a Devil [CD & DVD]

2003

I done used my three wishes
When it come to swishers, cut the heart
Listenin' to Al Green in the dark
Jumped in the ride with the leather coat

inspired by the corner kind
Foreign ride, tints on thirty-five, trap door inside
For the stick, '95's for the kicks
Neon green, I had 'em too but was

the morning take two of these
Blue and greens, by any means you a fiend
Shoot him up with music like New Orleans
Talking that patois, Mardi Gras, hardy har
You

day
In the long run I'm happy anyway, just to say
Am I happy? I think so
Everybody else seems so depressed by comparison
Wrecked by the errors

A timeless classic now in technicolor
We hope you enjoy
It's Friday night I can't recall the title of that song
Its melody replaying in my mind
You'd think

in your life
Keep your head up high
And let the time fly by
We'll always be with you
Remember all the days
And all the things we'd say
The times of joy

& Chatting to much
I won't take it but thanks for the advice
2 hours of studio time
It went by fast
No cap, Come we slow down the time
But Ay, won't tell

une putain d‘cible

Be e mother fucking baus holla at your dog
chum nid schräg muetterfigger schüss mit knarre usem golf
hanen schade gsehne rot be en

une putain d‘cible

Be e mother fucking baus holla at your dog
chum nid schräg muetterfigger schüss mit knarre usem golf
hanen schade gsehne rot be en

dreams of Caprices
Drove by the teachers, even more by polices
How'd he get the cash? The day his father passed away
Left him with a lil' somethin',

dreams of Caprices
Drove by the teachers, even more by polices
How'd he get the cash? The day his father passed away
Left him with a lil' somethin',

to give you a little bit
Of that Boom-Bap shit
Yeah bro, we do that quick
It's the third album that we burn the roof down with
With the beats by Gabs

This is a RJ-D2, Justus League production
Brought to you by Phonte, DJ Flash
Rapper Big Pooh and

Sick fluin' you, breakin niggas
Electric Boogalo,

schreib euch Raps
4D machen euch Beats
Bullen euch Beine, Writer ein Peace
Das sagt "Fuck the Police"
Warum sag ich das in fast jedem Absatz
Den ich

Drama A/T

Canibus

Mic Club: The Curriculum

2002

Missing more than one leg or more than one hand
Drama is being chased off ya' land
By a funny looking man in a suit that works for the bank
Drama is what's

craps
Al Green in the Back like yea
I'm gone already
Didn't say that I'd be going
But my time was calling
By now you'll be knowing
That I'm gone already

prefer?
The nigga that's gonna sell a fight?
Or the nigga that's gonna end the
Fight when he get in one?
Ya house? Got foreclosed
Your cars? Got repo'd

light I had was on
Hide myself from everyone (Yeah)
They don't even know my story
Yeah
It began as a young buck
I'd fight, middle school, with

who don't eat swine
In a positive line, and my mind is divine
Explodes in a flow of melody
Open your eyes fight the tragedy, brother wake up

Wake

Wake Up

IAM

...De la Planète Mars

1991

who don't eat swine
In a positive line, and my mind is divine
Explodes in a flow of melody
Open your eyes fight the tragedy, brother wake up

Wake