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in New O, pimp Creole
The bricks get white like Andy Griffin
By the way, Me and Pitbull doin' terrific
Still got the blow, gettin' the doe no Bisquick

Shut 'Em Down

LL Cool J

Any Given Sunday [Music from the Motion Picture]

2000

I'm rippin' on the hard core beat 
That's slammin' through your jeep like a 44 Mack to your back
Nigga L never got rip by a track
I don't fuck

pulling strings like I'm Andy
Grim reaper
Taking souls with the Billy and Mandy
Pulling up in a phantom
Cause Tag say Danny
And I hear Voices in my ear

alive and died
Just called to say goodbye
And if I could only make you feel
The way I feel, surreal
The pain is so unbearable
I wouldn’t need to kneel

all this trash about me
Heard it was started by Andy D
Hey that's funny, isn't that your name
My life isn't apart of your game
All this trash you've

rest
I see the blood of the innocent drain
It's a shame we must honor there name
I been through it too, the hurt and the pain
In the trench with only

this trash about me
Heard it was started by Andy D
Hey that's funny, isn't that your name
My life isn't apart of your game
All this trash you've said is

And I'm already dead, when the pain don't hurt
When the pills don't lie this is my goodbye
Can you hold me uh
Can you help me i
Please console me uh

dancing

Everybody singing say less like An anthem
One alone coming looking like I'm Danny phantom
I might go hold this bitch up for ransom 24 hours till

my success
But i take it day by day
The future holds stress
But I'm feeling ok
I'm dealing damage
On the mic stand
I was tryna go phantom
Like peter

Intro

Bubba Sparxxx

Dark Days, Bright Nights [Newtown]

2001

The goal is for all grown-ups to be sat upon by true kings

All pretenders must fall into the phantoms of they own character fall, 
But as long as we

Intro

Big Rube

Fled

1996

The goal is for all grown-ups to be sat upon by true kings

All pretenders must fall into the phantoms of they own character fall, 
But as long as we

Intro

Big Rube

Kinfolk

2006

The goal is for all grown-ups to be sat upon by true kings

All pretenders must fall into the phantoms of they own character fall, 
But as long as we

brudda, fit it right in
Yo I could be sipping fiddich or could be the ink gin
Yo I feel like T-Pain cus like all I do is win
Girlfriend came in frowning,

Pan-Horus
Consciously grabs the bull by the horns, claims Taurus
Dome of the rock where my alchemical formula lurks
Bursts into flames, burns in a rage like