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feelin blue like this
Dunno what's come over me
I need your kiss
send a message to my phone
and I will hurry home
Need the warmth of your touch
If you
not violate the camp, get shot down by chance
I'm real advanced with that cock and blast
Cause the feds wont look back, for cleaning cash
What cashes
leave
So I guess I'm taking off!
Good hearted if you think wrong
How could you be right?
Four niggas fuckin' the same bitch
She pop up pregnant this can't
dude, a nigga with respect
But if you violate, you get your chin checked
More than roughwe're calling your bluff
And when it comes to rhymes
Day by day
(Mine)
I got a shotgun pointing at the radio
I swear to God I'm bout to pull
It back and make it blow
I got a shotgun pointing at the ceiling
Mac Lethal
crew
So what you do, is back up if you work for Bush
Cause all the Presidential prison pushin politicians
gotta get MUSHED, gimme back my land you
Em's house, Our House
So welcome, to our house
Where no one, comes back out
You won't find, comfort
In here, in here, in here
When I was
mothers
But some others monkeys fuck each other
Under one another
If you wanna fuck a monkey lover
Give us a kiss man i'm fucked if I want
A radio edit
sweet tea
I'm a good old southern boy to a T
But I ain't got a racist bone in me
I'm a hillbilly gangster hippie if you please
A jacked up truck tie died
God why you choose me, to do these things
I'm truthfully, a new new me, I hope to be, approved by Bea, my heavenly seed
I know you see, daddy doing
through the yella' corn
A' Blue come a' runnin' when I blow my horn
Singin' "here, ol' Blue, you're a good dog, you!"
"What if this song were to be
like you did before.
Said come on baby you think I'm so blind
I see what you're doing behind my back all the time
I get suspicious when you call me
a radio edit
Give it a good rinse
If you lacking and you in that Backfield
Then you getting blitz
Niggas they be scared to stand up
For they self
They form
the crown on my headtop
And put respect on my name
Heard they talking about me
Still they scared to look in my face
If you ever had the thought that ZV
come through nigga down to bring the pain
If these hoes down to jack, I want you to know
We comin down bald fades, not afros.
(Kici)
Now we chillin,
'cause baby (we belong together)
When you left I lost a part of me (together)
It's still so hard to believe (come back, come back)
Come back baby
Tell your flowers you will phone
Let your dog walk alone, come back to me
Let your tub overflow
If a date waits below
Let him wait for godot
By
really do it yeah yeah that'll kill
Too black for the radio
Too black for the radio
Maybe sit back and relax and be a witness
Maybe take your shoes off
dragged to the back of a trunk
By one of your fans, irony's spectacular, huh?
Now who's a fa-, you punk?
And here's your Bronco hat, you can have that
and swung
Stick to the core plan, dragged to the back of a trunk
By one of your fans, irony's spectacular, huh?
Now who's a faggot, you punk?
And here's
Tune in
Radio station made by yours truly
Thank you so much
Just fuckin' around man
Emotionally overwhelmed
My heart it has holes to heal
Have you
softly
I wouldn't leave a trace if I died and police chalked me
Who's the Boss G? You better radio the walkie talkie
For these Fatal Attract MC's that
leave a trace if I died and police chalked me
Who's the Boss G? You better radio the walkie talkie
For these Fatal Attract MC's that stalk me
Got a big
like a scepter
By the gram only way I measure
Uh
Don't come running like a bro
Once I make the radio
All these bitches they just fake
Only want me
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