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where you live what you drive?
that b*tch you was glancin on
3*57, mack 11 pulling out twenty five
bury ’em the herb gone
you wanna party so carry on
our generation should read more and think smart
word out, no doubt, where we taking booze out
let’s come together, instead of being apart
i’m the captain of the rap you talkin about
i know he wanna run but he can’t he assed out
stop rhymin ’bout what white people done to you
by dre and out the project born
yeah, right i can hold hope, hoping it’ll do
clouds open that mean i’m ready to go home
on a nudist resort selling shares in p*rn
but your man had to come near
that means the true people who believe in you
they got me in here, tryin to steer clear
make you win make new angels take you in
i grew an inch myself comin’ up with things to do
in the s*type, best type like f*ck the bucks
may our flag stand forever, band together
and when it comes, to gettin the finest chicks
but dazed it seems we blast at, one another
peace to hhc for putting me and necro on their cover
i wanna make love in the bed or with the canape
rock steady, fab five freddy, busy bee, moe dee
b*tches are on display, get brain inside the coupe
it’s that time again, we in the place to be
i know you know who i am to you baby
lethal rhyme blast, seekin’ the top charge fast, a past
p don’t want you to do it like that
it ain’t no thing for us to blast
come follow where the best is at
attackin, and smackin a crackhead wit a baseball bat
all these bum b*tches is getting out of line
h*llo beauty queen, can i have this dance?
and make believe that it’s all fine
like a blockbuster started at sundance
’cause this is your last chance
daddy locked but he innocent
i got a pocket full of bread
matter fact it was a murder present
do you follow my lead?
amongst the living dead
i know you kind of heavy
with the chrome and my fist
dj slash mc competition envy
von dem ganzen mist
you cease to exist
magnetizin’ minor tracks is subliminal
a daily penitentiary, witness and tragedy
you run up on the criminal
yo this make me wanna k!ll somebody
don’t you worry ’bout n0body
petite waist and whole latta ass
miss junk*in*the*trunk so crunk
these boys were a completely different class
you got defeated punk
we’re the renegades of funk!!
we got it, and you know it
studying the proximity imma spass with the tools soon
about a b*tch i once f*cked wit
step wrong,i light up your life like pat goon
gas station food bound to go stale soon
large block, coffee pot bout to bake up somethin
guns c*ck back, crackin’ all of that, it’s more than rap
tryin to pass blame when, i ain’t doin nothin
what would you do if you ain’t got your strap?
and they love to give head to the stars that rap
that have me countin the many reasons why crime pays
opened up the door all types of freaks in there
no sk!ll means no talent so you’re best to part ways
i’m not a hero but don’t think i didn’t care
open the door for the will, out your chair
i roll with a limb that is
as i see the stupid asses drop
sands quicker, one cought up and landed his
you the type that’ll run when the heat pop
when i hit the block, it don’t stop
she can’t keep skipping for an occupation
i got a back smackin disease
the real master piece is in the inners activation
i just need peace, please
it’s contagious, like a bad disease
i know cali*side sign throwers and hit rollers
greg nice is on the mic with no delay
my ghetto inmates and fallen soldiers
this is spider haze make spider*man fly away
go girlfriend * it’s your birthday!
another incident when i went
like every line is heir*on coated
in my circle, lyrical content
at ya front door with a loaded
even if half of this sh*t was chocolate coated
b*tch who do you think i am?
secure the perimeter i’m morbid and sinister refresh edit delete source rapg*nius
of this static, my automatic it never jam
each word is the church and minister
as the bald head pimpsta here to administer
timeless satirical laughter at your style
i’ma a runaway slave watching the north star
flock when they see the, watch and smile
it’s kid ink baby, came real far
vinnie move more white sh*t than a snowplough all the things we been through
can’t talk to my crew
we gon’ survive
i’m anubis five
hustling with jewelry like solomon
no collapsin’ lung
don’t lock me up
like reese peanut b*tter cup
got three hoes, at the motel waiting
happen is rappin the day of calculating
flashing lights, model types, vixens show me much love
caught the claps so, my first communion consists of
or asics, whatever it was, money’s beef was basic
givin girls my number backwards, tellin em i’m dyslexic
comin back at ya, ain’t gonna put your name on wax
see the money in my eyes, so i’m chasing for stacks

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