Lyrics:
runnin' their mouth man, I can't let shit bother me
Stacking my chips, I've been hittin' the lottery
Claiming you a dog, bitch, you can't bark as loud
what they said
He passed me his gun, he wanna drive, I think he's scared
Left him dead on the interstate, he took one to the head
They took my dog, it
Fighting at the fillmore east.
Oh!
Two unreleased recordings of...of the grateful dead,
Sitting in with mel torme
Yeah!
No! i...
Oh! man! oh, I, I just...
I
a little lamb
I'm the bigger man
I'm a shit on you boys like a litter pan
Had to grind by myself, I ain't get a hand
Overlooked, they ain't even want lend
Yes rasta
Di I a deh yah a give a thanks yuh nuh
Bloodclaat
Inna di ghetto man grow weh poverty leggo
Big man u affi watch how u a stray deh suh
my fault
Yeah I been through plenty
My bitch just want fenti
Men want me dead many
Now I carry semis yeah
Cause I don't want to go
(Go)
Yeah
Every clip
man it all seem wrong
The only thing good is my dog came home
My mind gone, my heart mad, my soul so pissed
I think my niggas tried to rob me, that's
There’s a man upstairs nobody cares
Don’t you think it’s sad about the man upstairs?
The man upstairs leaves home at eight
He walks his dogs, speaks
count
They thought I was dead, cause I come from the ground
I'ma smoke in the booth, and I smoke by the pound
I'm the king of this shit, nigga give me my
you fear me
And fear is better than respect, y'all niggaz hear me?
If I smack the shit outta this nigga
His man over here be like, "Yo what? Nigga
to remove doubts and
Think about it, there's two sculptors named Gutzon and Lincoln
Who carved dead president heads
Who got paid dead president heads by
these homies a holler
Cause my dogs right here, have no collar
Return to owner, he's looking for his bone here
Under the stairs there's nothing I fear
it is im in I guess over my head she must been dead
But is it read the way u pronounce a single word or verse abreviated by a curse
Or the shortezt
Yo c'mon man, what do you mean you don't want to ride with me nigga
C'mon, get in the car, get in the fuckin' car man
Yo why you trippin' man? Get
heard the dead man say
"Look for me by the moonlight
Watch for me by the moonlight
I'll come to thee by the moonlight, though hell should bar the way!"
a musket beside her
With the barrel beneath her breast
"Now keep good watch" and they kissed her
She heard the dead man say
"Look for me by the moonlight
(D-D-D-DJ FMCT)
I'm like two for three tonight
(DJ Bandz, aw, man)
I'm different
Me, I'ma grow up a dog
Go through Securus, I slow up the call
was a dog
No, why blame the dogs? I got up
And found a bottle of wine
And drank from it heavily
Cass the most beautiful girl in town
Was dead at 20
to dead it
You know my niggas, they bangin' the same color spaghetti
I got my transport up and I got my Getty
I'm gettin' her passport stamped, we goin'
from this side to that side
East side, West side, your side, my side
It's all about being funky man
Aiyyo give me that microphone
It's Heavy D
Niggas is finished before they gimmicks: one-hit wonders
What? Big balls, that's why when I spit, your clique stalls
I'm a pitbull, I'm just dog, I'm
straight as log
And he empties his gun at the dirty dog
And he's hit by the smell
Of the black powder smoke
And the stand in the street at
The turn
Now keep good watch and they kissed her
She heard the dead man say
"Oh look for me by moonlight
Watch for me by moonlight
And I'll come to thee by
level, you can find a friendly
Goliath was killed by a sniper
Same old face different monsters
But Strength in figures make wonders
There’s a key
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