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Terror Death Camp

Statik Selektah

Well-Done

2011

living by the book
We fill the jails in France, Uzes and Italy
Never do dirt in our own land
That shit's forbidden, G
Hoxha singing from the top

the truth
I want diamonds on my tooth 
And these bitches by twos
I don't know how to lose
Quick temper 
Hot stepper
Don't play with this pepper
Or the money

Mixing salt and pepper while your mind is full of Mentos
Always snorting coke, that's why your pockets stay broke
Broker than my bank account where my

hoes, they just not on my level
I just fuck then I throw ha' out just like a pebel
She tryna fuck with the F, we some real deal steppers

We get it hot

don't
Want to be near you
Don't want your snippets hate your
Album or your headshots
It's ED OG in the black-fitted Red Sox
Thuggin' the streets but you

of works only outcome
Was very not sober while I was makin' this album
People say how come?, I don't know just look where ideas sprout from
Couple mind

can? t take it
and the red crawls...
hot winds, colouring dead trees
how silent the light shines on you
on your red lips
and now there is pain

at night

(bitch)
Dressed like a Jedi at a Best Buy on the Westside
I'm hot, dawg, no you're not, I'm the guy with the Oscar at Meijers
In appliances by

might get smoked
Ya got one in the chamber just let the punk choke
Off this red hot piece of lead
Start spittin' off from the mouth now ya know he's dead

człowiekiem
Gdy w przedziale 510
Rządzi seks rock'n'roll
Jak Red Hot Chili Peper
ŁDZ kod styli w eter pcha się
Płynie rap tam gdzie da się
Tak jak DJ Maciek

the banister
Shoot him on camera then kill his manager
Then hang a banner up
That reads you can't proceed
Without bein' conceived
By one album of the 90's

to breed
Some believe currency comes to G's
Stress is half the battle
With success comes greed
They got me hot when they shot me
Plotted my revenge

Yeah it's pretty cool
Alright but that was hot
But when you go from that to lyin'
'bout been sponsored by a condom packet
It's safe to say your career's

Get Right

Busta Rhymes

Gun Talk, Vol. 5 [21 Tracks]

King)
So how the hell I'm 'gon lose
To one of y'all dudes when the album drop I'm 'gon eat (Nacirema)
You got the number one spot, really think you hot

at the mall
Working on my album, it'll be out by Fall
Go extra hard on the beat, kick back with my peeps
The indica makes me go to sleep
Blackout 'cause you

engine its hot as pepper
When you make plays
Back then i remember them days
I get bougie I'm stuck in my ways
Going hard because that's how i'm raised
I'm

make me better 
Me and Rob like some peppers 
Leaving them spicy and dismembered 
Maybe headless make them severed 

Also uh by the way Welcome

rappers catch cold cos my flow hot
I Hiroshima their ass
U don cut pepper cooking that indomie
No put hand for your girlfriend ass
Money too Sweet abeg
But

getting Hot out and Y'all Need to keep cool, before u be Food
This what they've been waiting For Me to save em all
Drop some shit that make em Take a pause

truck and they wouldn't look at me 
Then one day I pulled up in a red Ferrari
I was Hot like a chilli pepper 
And she was phat to death 
Hold on baby let

this vest cause Suli blowing like kamikaze bombers
You talking hot you just Taki, ghost pepper Paqui chompers
I live to see the days
I get cooking like

Deli
Shake an Orange Fanta at the fire house for fun
Hot Dr. Pepper with the gang after Prom night
Root beer float Wildwood snack attack
Raspberry Soda

just ran through a whole paycheck
But this is the reason
My tires started screeching down the Florida region
To the bottom of the map where it's hot

it
Lil bit o lemon pepper
Promise you might like it (mm)
Just forget to mention what they eatin on
And it's a riot (he he)
My t-shirt is hot
You might