Nightmare From the Northside

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SCRIM (Sideway-force Coefficient Routine Investigation Machine) is a machine, originally developed by TRL Limited in the United Kingdom, used to measure the wet skidding resistance of a road surface.W.D.M. Limited and ARRB Systems Pty Ltd (iSAVe) manufacture sideways-force coefficient routine investigation apparatus for measuring wet road skid resistance. Newer devices such as the iSAVe (intelligent Safety Assessment Vehicle) incorporate dual-wheel path measurement and collection of ancillary data such as road geometry, texture, IRI and rutting to highlight areas of major safety concern. The SCRIM machine has a daily survey capacity of 200 to 300 km, depending on road type. A SCRIM survey in the UK can be undertaken at two different target test speeds of 50 … more »

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You did good, $lick
Ooh-ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy

Pull up with the hammer, cock and blam it in a f*ck boy
I'ma Instagram ya, grab the camera while I stomp your
Motherfuckin' head 'til you dead or you comatose
Motherfuck the feds and their dad's breeding little hoes
Used to use the Arm 'N' Hammer just to cook a gram up
Now I wake up in the morning, 'bout a hundred K up
Came a long way from Jeffer Drive, tryna stay alive
Now they screamin' "$uicide", down to ride, down to die
It's the G59, throw the sign, three fingers high
F*ck the other side, no matter who it be, can suck on my
Motherfucking dick, hold the spit unless you is a bitch
Hoes give me head while I'm dead, overdosed and shit

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, what?

Okay, switch it up
Clip been loaded up, what?
You want the Anna? Well congrats, you met your match, boy
Got so many rooms up in my house, I lost count
Got millions all up in my bank account from clicking mouse
Hootie-hoo! Whoopty-whoop! I let my shooters shoot (Shoot)
It ain't a thing to do, I don't give a f*ck 'bout who is who
Boy, throw up that six, I'm off that crucifix
Don't make me run your shit, the reaper with the scythe, yeah

(Ayy, what it do man?)
(Northside, northside) Yeah
(Northside, northside, northside, northside) Ayy
(Northside, northside, northside, northside) What?
(Northside, northside, northside, northside) Yeah

Killer from the sticks in the Carhartt camo (Yeah)
Spirits fill my lungs, never smoking on Camel (Ayy)
If you want the Anna, got the ammo, we can tango (Yeah)
All my homies sippin', got their Codeine in the Faygo (Ayy)
Usually off them drugs but the boy cleaned up (What?)
Still that crazy motherfucker, red beamed up
F*ck with me if you feel me, if you don't, we fix it quick
You can call me "Lil Stingley", corner locked in my grip

Got that yellow tape, bloody ground
Now his soul's in the clouds
Now your bitch in my house
Either fucking or she sucking, I don't hear her mouth
Always pimpin', never simpin', born out the south
It's the northside shorty, keep a gold mouth
White G-nikes, f*ck a Fila when we bust down
F*ck a chain or a ring, I ain't no fuckin' clown
Don't make me ride with the whomp, you know how it go
Don't make me slide with the pump unless you is a hoe
You want that shit that's steady bumpin'? You know where to go
I do this shit off in my sleep and spit this off the dome

(Northside, northside, northside, northside) Yeah
(Northside, northside, northside, northside) Ayy
(Northside, northside, what, what-what? What?) What?
(Northside, northside, northside, northside) Yeah
(Northside, northside, northside, northside) Yeah, ho'
Ayy
(Northside, ho', northside, northside, northside) Yeah
(Northside, northside, northside, northside) Ayy
(Northside, northside, northside, northside)
(Northside, oh)

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