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goes down, they don't wanna be seen
I'm packing up my tapes, set my limits
Soon to be clean
I'm that redneck, yeah, I'll behead you

Cut your fucking

Consuming Impulse

Exhumed

Anatomy Is Destiny

2003

feet out of your blood-soaked sopping boot
Bash open bones picked clean to suckle at the marrow
As your culinary milieu of options inexorably

by it's deathbed
And the last words that it said
Was "Whiiiiite booyyyy"

I'm Still Sick with an independent record labek
I built quick just when I got

Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, gettin' laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit

Wanna Be a Baller

Lil' Will

Sittin' Fat Down South [Clean]

1998

Wanna be a baller, shot caller
Twenty-inch blades on the Impala
Call her, gettin' laid tonight
Swisha rolled tight, got sprayed by Ike
I hit

loved to tell
He didn't have a hateful bone in his body
He didn't have problems with nobody
The kind of person that would give
you his shirt off his back

Front Porch

Twista

Mobstability

1998

Twista's wishes thinking about last night and the bitch that was scopin'
Fuck it lets get 'em on I grabbed the phone "Girl call your friends"
Then I hit

The Real Deal

Lifer's Group

Lifer's Group

1990

and the weak get broke
Just like a bone if they can't hold their own
And stand strong, they won't last long
In jail because a cell is hell
The system smells

Sideline

Big K.R.I.T.

4eva Na Day [Road Less Traveled Edition] [Explicit Version]

2012

playbook, lay my head down
Caught a sprain, ice buckets by my bed now
Felt a impact like a truck hit me full contact
No pads, Lord come get me, I’m down
I

can show u how to stunt
Big crib by the water nigga I ain't gotta front
I can show u how to stunt
I can show u how to stunt
I can show u how to stunt

But I made it, I made it

Doing all that wait staff work
Gotta find me a nice, clean shirt
My third call-back, I hit pay dirt 

'Cause I ain't no

Aye pretty baby dont you know you drive me crazy
Dont you know that I cant live without you
And I know you waiting by the phone and contemplating

retroactive message
Pressed so expertly in memory, tempurpedic genes
Clean the creases and conceits of eager ego superseding
Peaceful trio linked in lingo, ink

I could see 
I'm the dream machine 
Make you clean your parts like preen 
You will not talk shit on me 
Completely disregard what I say, you'll pay

just because
We were separated from the Father and his love
Through Christ we're restored by His blood
Washes us clean with no Stains
That’s why we lift

The jaws unhinge
Bellowing virulent air
Humanity's lungs contract, they concede
These are the last throws of a dying world
The world Panics

Chrome

Recoil

Liquid

You want a girl who sucks her thumb when she comes, you're just looking for a clean sleep. She doesn't want to see you, she wants to be seen by

maintaining

Give a quick shout out to the Bone Thugs
Thank ya'll for the inspiration
Get a feel for the next generation
Look at B-Ken and Verbatim
It's

at her forehead
Liza's tongue dangling
Around in a cool room
She-is-missing, her candy floss
looking disgust
Back-bone- bounce, like tennis
Racket
Jet,

downpour, no shrouds,
Violence, bloodshed, broken bones, death surrounds,
Mutilated human beings agonizing on the ground.

People dying slowly drowning in

I'm in Rome Tryna get some dome
Talking dimmadome talking Superdome
I be hella stoned tryna beak her bones
I'm a teach her English I Rosetta Stone

seeing a crook
Last night I went fishing
Without a hook
Cause I don't really wanna hurt nothing more like volleyball wanna set something free
Cause who am

The knights owned the land, the Church ruled by force,
Ottomans repelled in 1565.
Noble by birth a Palace was his home 
Here's the legend of Matteo

brick of cold concrete
Torsion springs weave cold rings around poles
Blasters shoot lasers through torso, burn flesh, reaching bones
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