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my ex bitches hate me 
Look at the drip  
Know my Nose gota blame me 
But that’s alright but I’ll be fine 
No need to save me 
I hope your fine I hope

lives inside my head so there's no where to hide
They want my soul to die so they can come alive
Possess my body, so everybody can realize 

[Chorus 2x]

the dope dick all the bad bitches talk about
She feel my nose ring, when I eat it, I'ma turn her out
Already know my figures, OHB the pussy killers
With

The Great Brain Robbery

Skyclad

Death Is Just the Beginning, Vol. 6

2000

Why do you still refuse to see,
This vast global conspiracy,
That's infiltrating lives and homes?
(A race replaced by servile drones).

Chips

fight
Black boy, black belt
Back, uh, street switch red ale, red brews
Red nose, pit bulls red flag, blue flag
Red lights, blue lights
Green light, yellow

his money, one goal in mind
To go down to a performance and see this live
It took eight long months to raise these funds
But the excitement was immense

Who's the Man

ABN

It Is What It Is

2008

arrested again I won't get a B - O - N - D
I'd rather die then live life in the Penitentary
But these days you gotta be strapped
Even when I'm at home I

still don't know how this guy never got busted
For being so incredibly well adjusted.
While we were all snorting chemicals up our nose
He was out in

better huddle up,
Counting these hundreds up hundreds up
I live by the code, nigga Money is a Must  

She gone pop that ass for a nigga that’s real, 
I’m

Pure Uncut

Psychodrama

Screwed Up, Inc. Presents the Best of Suavehouse

2000

an dope, wit there noses drove when I focus, 

the de-infected brain cells, lay by the thousands, 

the music them hittin shown to be known to livin in

forty acres to live and a Maserati
And expand from sellin' grams
In my building lobby
Know good kids that grew up to catch bodies
Inspired by Big Meech

some shit that I don't think that he gon' live through
I'll Pull up with it wipe a nigga nose don't need tissue
Pull up wit the Kel TEC be lookin kinda

Oh (Quincy Tellem, I can't tell 'em again)

I'm still packin' the Smith, I'm the Don where I live
And these bitches ain't shit, and these brothers

muthafuckas ain't
Stood up to live listen

When the wind blows, it carries my struggle
And all the pain that I bear
There's a consequence of learning to smuggle