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Josephine

DJ Hi-Tek

Soundtracks from the Shaolin Temple

2008

the pain
The monkey on her back is now a gorilla
Fiending for a hit knowing one day it's goin' kill her
The clinic didn't help (nope) she just another

that goofy shit
I be with the team, we making records 'til we run a hit
Once we run it up, we run a muck on all these fucking pricks
Gimme what I want,

surrounded by da like minded fukn hoes On da road to get rich
Talkn to myself in a past life , like we gon be up like a bitch
I aint hit dat bitch last night

Out Of Body

Jidenna

Boomerang

2017

niggas love it
The world is hers, she wanna hold it, she wanna hold it
She blow the smoke and hit the bottle
Oh, yeah, she living by the code
Making

we fucking smoking by the pound
Smoking so much, make us fall to the ground
Eyes roll back, fuck it, talk my town
Bitch, John Jack, hit a nigga in his

them chains call me Jango
Boy you get wrong hit yo sister not yo main h*e
BeeZ
Aye
Pull up let that thang hit
Pap thats my brother so we probably f**ked

Then let my niggas hit it
Sol coming in
Sunroof cracked
Trees in the wind
Reminiscing on life before I had
All the things that I wanted
Type of shit you

Shit on You [A Cappella]

Eminem

Shit on You

2000

the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got a problem
When I see

nothing been handed to me so what
Eye don’t want any pity apologies one shot
Is all that eye seek to hit the Jack Pot
Eye am a vessel of divine creator
One

Backyard, half-chared ribs on a rack 
Back-road running, getting dirty on the track
Backwoods gunnin', hittin' birdies by the pack 
Everywhere we go, we go

Hit the road, Jack
And don't you come back
No more, no more
No more, no more
Hit the road, Jack
And don't you come back
No more
What'd you say?
I'm

Bimbo [Live]

Jim Reeves

Great Country Legends [Castle]

2002

Bimbo 
Jim Reeves
Great Country Hits Volume 1&2
RCA

Bimbo, Bimbo
Where you going to go e o,
Bimbo, Bimbo
What you going to do e o.
Bimbo,

We'll go ahead, do your best and find me
Matter of fact, I'll be at your mom's by nine and we'll be fuckin' all night
Disregard the rubber
I'ma pull out

As we take a left turn onto roads that’s dirt
We see a raccoon scurry
And the crows disperse
And up here on the left, my ex-Barber
Jeff shot his wife

Even when it's cold
A fire still could start
Even if you old cud
Still have a young heart
I was on the road
I see it going far
Still on the road
Path

the Supreme with the mic jack
(brrt) these niggas actin' like they ill
They ain't like that
Gatorade 6's, yay flippers
We in the cell reminiscing
All you heard

sum’m behind bricks/ a couple done got hit 
I’m on the road I can not see/death on the streets without the heat/I feel naked all the way down to my feet/a

Jonesboro Georgia 
The south where we stay 
My cousin them on highway 138
Thomas road
Home wood 
Pinebrooke 
Cant forget the 4 way 
Wesley Park 
Then we hit

Yeah, yeah, Payday
Ay, Jack, yeah

You lie to my heart like a Glock with a beam
Then you tear it apart like the knees of my jeans
Now I'm

a mutant ninja (turtle, that is)
And I'm doing the Skat Strut
To hell with John Travolta and the Disco Duck

They call me Skat Kat, the dance floor

trapped by the gat
Blastin some heat on the track the lit dont hold back
If you want a feature back that pink cadilac
Back jack filled with racks
Backed

Breakin' Old Habits

Scarface

Duets: The Final Chapter

2005

richer the Richie quickly
Niggas wanna hit me if they get me dress my body in linen by Armani
Check it, my lyrical carjack make your brun' splat 
High

Rollin' up that juana while I'm waitin' on the call 
Yeah, small town, hit the country roads
Cause them city cops lookin' for the bud I smoke
I miss

that (I dare you)
You hit my line we can settle that
If I don't answer my jack then you dead on that (dead, nigga)
They nowhere close where my level