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Rain-swelled clouds
Blot out the sun
Damned nor'easter
Chilling the dark

Branches, sticks
Thistles, thorns
Feathers, fur
Mud and bones

the morning
With her on my mind
Just to find out
All night, baby, I've been crying

But I believe, I believe
That a woman is a man's best friend
I'm gonna stick

Hell Yeah

Bloodhound Gang

Hooray for Boobies

2000

Jesus that should throw them off 
He goes by the name Jesus and steals hubcaps from cars 
Oh Jesus can I borrow your crowbar? 

To pry these God damn

to the government
They a pack o' clowns
We've been in the streets
Tryin' to traffic pounds
Now we on beats by Snowgoons
With a platinum sound
Had the best clients,

for
We so geeked up all of us illegal
What you think that I get geeked for

I'm in the club with a stick
I filled up all of my pockets look
At me I'm

out, I'm running myself down

When we reached the point of anger
You locked you hand around my wrist
It feels like you are dying and nothing ever sticks

tooth loose and shit
I don't gotta brag, he ain't got no bag
He act like a fag, the body hit, get dragged
Get it?
I finna pull out the mag and then rip it

She might call the feds, ask her what she said
Ask me what I make, I say I got a M.Ed
I'm all up in her head, money like I'm Chad
Money like I'm

you move to fast get swolled by quick sand 
Ina club wit them youngyins and they rockn them wrist bands 
But ina field they big soldiers wit the sticks

cute bitch
My youngins don't know how to spell all they do is shoot shit
Thirty clip be hanging out it look like a pool stick

I've been pumping
Out my thoughts are barley mine I'm wondering it's stumping
Star gazed
Harp plays
What happened to the minute hand?
Stick with it
Quick

I'm a make it out, I take a flight out to Miami

In Miami keep that heat, we dump extended's when we beef
You might catch me riding solo, But don't try

I can’t miss
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist
Now they tryna get me out the mix
That’s why me and bro, we don’t mix
Told her friends shortty why

this don't be clueless
Let's shoot game like two pool sticks
Tell the foolish to keep their two cents
You choose what road you cruise in
You can try

Crawl inside
The screws go tight
Cross your heart and hope to die
Stick a needle in your eye

Bury the pain
Deep inside
Don't let it bleed out

You and me, that's a fantasy I am living it out
I can see it in your eyes (you and me that's a fantasy, I am living it out, in your eyes)
Let me know

Shout out the plug
The club filled with thugs
Alotta pain and no love
Feelings got me doin drugs

First class but she call me papi
She gave me some

maxed out, the gat might just blast now
Tell my mama her baby racks now
Came a long way from sleeping in strangers houses
I was up all night til

My nigga take a risk
I put that money otf and then I make it flip
My brother pouring out the pint he finna face a six
I'm smokin cookie out the zip

the city core, entertainment gimme more,
Streetcar down to Ossington, try to party on pennies, or
Goodnight everybody, head back and 
Go stick my head in my

on
I gotta 
Do it to me
Do it to me
Do it to me
Show out the good to me baby
Gotta stick it in now
I gotta move it out
You know people now
What

Zane

Every step color coordinated when I walk inside the room
Hopped up out another whatchu call it?
And it going zoom
Venice and a Harry

dick
Rollie case, you know we holdin' sticks
Send many shots as you want
Just make sure you hit
Drive-bys in stolen whips, loaded clips fit's
My shooter

Never

Mike Comfort

Free

2007

Sometimes you aim the world at me
When I'm only standing still
Sticks and stones got nothin' on
The words you shoot to kill
So maybe you're