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Brown Paper Bag Thoughts

by Raekwon

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Yo man what, Yo y'all n****s know Yo you know all that bulls*** man Yeah, some n****s don't even These n****s man, What's the matter wid these n****s man? Nah man I'm puttin this s*** up F*** dat man Ya'll n****s want me to be a crook again I know how to do that man don't even play wid Me like that, Yo We spit rap and fire brown paper bag Gat rap go whack and float acrooss the map Floss that anything yell endorse that Electric company money honey Gin Romie wrap 'em like a mummy his style bummy Puffy Johnson Charles Bronson mix fly Deuce flicks new and improved clicks Wu-kit Blood on the barrel of a desert out in the desert No shade'll live in my square blow the present Clue Red meat Shallah want adapt to collect acting like you Iller on some serial killer you wack duke shirt off React like I'm bagging up stabbing up what collect A brick pop s*** in the six trunk Nah nah man, Nah man you want to have that s*** again Why you ain't taking this s*** to be something that It really is man? This you life man, Shoalin and desert storm This mic man he he acting stupid on me man What What What Yo, Aiyyo, yo Moseyin thousand dollar uniform you want Celine Dion chickenheads yo straight out of Houston Big ballers wall to wall brawlers die for us Lie for us, snatch white man money cry for us Creepin' through the halls on a keyboard Friendly blessed dress and all Fendi Voice rock don't offend me intimidation make Me blow for the station rep for one nation Ghetto bust like revelation, analyse Losin' two wives livin' two lives Crew rise American Cream new guys Two hundred pies get rich and plan sweet Rappin' like mines you writing like mines they lines Grab my dick stay in line we come to whip nines Hold lot of carrying time and teaching crackers how To shine, oh yeah one thing recognise f***ing Wit the young keep 'em organised rest in peace Donny my soul cries, What I dunn hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it Natural light up, light up, that's my word This is this is for Clue right here dunn I'm third rail though half seal and I blow Robert Deniro dough gundelero let the steel blow Here me yo wild Trump style dunns connect Three hundred ones while floating like a ?macual chest bloaw? most craziest laziest All I seeing blazes majorness mechanic wreckor On a beige disc payin whether level bank rolls freakin' Plain clothes Lex big six arrange those snotty nose Pose dark skinned hoes crazy ill fly jersey exposed Neck rolls f*** your set flash let those stare the Lex nose watching vet po posing wit the most fly Livest gortex made in Mexico, Brancs fifteen five Celine Dion ties two thousand nine bubble eye s*** Clue Killuminati John Gotti story right here fella Huh, Yeah, Word up

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