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I'm a sit pretty and write little ditties while you keep getting puffed and passed like my joints up committee saying that little bitty became a ho so
rub on your titties (yeahhhhhh) Yeah I said it -- rub on your titties New York city gritty committee pity the fool that act shitty in the midst
these joints so that these, sound loud Some kids be actin stank like a baby pant It's the rapper Abstract that make the joint get amped Yo, use your body
titties New York City gritty committee pity the fool That act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty Y'all know the name (uh) Pharoahe fuckin'
titties New York City gritty committee pity the fool That act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty Y'all know the name (uh) Pharoahe fuckin'
soin d'elle J'allume un joint vu qu'elle a besoin d'air Je sens que son pouls doucement s'accélère C'est fou comme la tristesse ça fédère On ne parle pas
Broaden your joints Keep your eyes on the prize The struggle goes on Eryday (ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha) Eryday And I'ma live it through my music (ha ha
am not going away I violated the rules and I'm apologizing For God's sake, I'm 80 years old And all I'm saying is, heck Have the ethics committee
throw joints in the crowd we got, joints in our mouth, see the point is we proud around for night when Snype rolled a quarter pound in one joint
Tim baland and Lil' Kim (uh uh huh what) Yo yo yo yo this joint is strictly for heavy weighters not them playa haters know what I'm sayin'?
joint, blaze Pass that fucking joint, blaze Live ferociously when I’m snorting all these lines (Yeah) A fucking piece of cake as i’m going through these
Tim baland and Lil' Kim (uh uh huh what) Yo yo yo yo this joint is strictly for heavyweighters Not them playa haters knahmsayin? 'Cause in
winning for later joint All for one and one for all and justice For all and fiddlin' with dead mice Only toughens the claws My all systems go will be
Guys in your office they leaning on 50 Boomers get mad when Z run the meetings I can see homies line up for committee That is a precinct Fuck 12
to this bitch and then she got up on her knees Didn't pay me no cash, but the bitch gave me head Then I smoked a joint, yeah a nigga went to bed I was high,
niemals mein' Alte Schlüssel öffnen keine neuen Türen, nein! Man ich leb' in der Booth, echt Committe mich komplett oder cutte, bin direkt Vertrauen,
music, they distributing happy meals Could never be Cloud Committee, or even Guerrilla Guild (Never, uh uh) New to the game, boy you still need Infamil,
want I just get what I want Fuck what the point I just fuck with the coin Fuck up this joint cause fuck it I'm done Ya could do what ya want but ya don't
Verse 1 Aye check the score, the real niggaz up a hunnid points. I'm in your city, but they never play your little joints But we don't show no pity,
all out the joint smashing Through it while you blew it then spewed it From the gutter to a mutter to a stutter Raise another brother Other Mother
aight Naa sharab na joint peeta mai mood me chai Rehta hu top pe jaise doodh ki hu malai Par rapper kahi ka ho karta main bhoon ke fry Sneak diss karre
stop, Won’t stop, That’s the model when we Go! Like a race-car driver on the road Verse 3 -I been tryna to put my city on the map, my committee in this
like a hippy Told me she from Mississippi Traveled long just to see me Even i was busy Wit a lost lil giddy Ima run the whole committee But it ain’t no
all out the joint smashing Through it while you blew it then spewed it From the gutter to a mutter to a stutter Raise another brother Other Mother
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