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My Block

Lil' Flip

The Leprechaun

2000

brouses
Sell a bunch of records, like Hootie and tha Blowfish
After I recite this, you niggas shouldn't quote this
Godfather, fragilistic xpalidosius

to guard one on one
Man you gonna need squad
Jets Curren$y maybe Harry fraud on Beat
Im a cool J from the Pj's to a Poolday
getting Blowfish from a hootie
In

dung
But him love di fuckry like him son
A him carry mi go buy di gun
Fi shot dem, and deprive dem lung of oxygen
But mommy say shoot fi di future
dem

and never left a tail
So I'll relate the family's fate since dad got put in jail

So stir the wallaby stew
Make soup of the kangaroo tail
I'll tell you things

and clock strike one
Gonna wake up another day with a song
On your mark get set go
One life seh mi have an mi nah go let go
'Fore the curtains close on my

for abekulan for me
Just tell them say I dey come
Enh Mariobeatz, we go control
Time no too remain
For evening, evening
I go call, we go control
Nnh,

passcode
I pour some drank out for my loved ones they buried under the roads
Live by the sword die by the sword better pray you come out them trenches
That

Interstellar travel, into hella gravel, while
My partner getting sick
I tell him gravi-, ty is no more
Cause U is next, tell me who the best
Tell me who gone

never cooks
no time write my book
and in the end I ain’t got nothin’ at all

Time Waits For No One
a year goes by in the wink of an eye
Time Waits For No

when I'm in the kitchen
I get in my feelings and think about slim when I'm by myself and I'm off the liquor
See i ain't no killer but when i tell my

the shots came out of that truck
Don't tell me it's beef, nigga, show me your soup
Doing better than smelling my mud

He made the post at 8:30
We slid by 9
First bullet the leader, cause once it leave you the rest, gone follow behind
Soon as she let me fuck, I’m

Hit a kickdoor, the alibi, was the studio
Counting dirty money, fucking up my cuticles
I'm on sumn, you can tell, by my pupils
And my dawg still in

soup
Give it up
I'm stirring the pot now so what
I'm a frenzy when angry
Or you think it's cool
To push or tempt me
I'll attack from every angel
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