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pussy why don't you go sell it
Every zodiac look the same on my pelvis (pussy)
One handed by myself kill Manson
I could fuck my bitch inside Ted Bundy's

a blade to slit (shing) I see your demise and I'm paintin' it
You laying out dead on the pavement (ow!) from all the shit that I made to spit (yeah)
I told

the watch Your bitch on my cock
Flex on a hoe Spit on a thot 
I flex on my opp Niggas a shoot up ya block Come thru in a drop 
Pop out and you jack in da box

Spit Out Fire
By 9 Year Cycle

So now it comes to this
After all this time
I can recall the dream that died
I can recall the way you lied

Now I spit

The Ballad of Blasphemous Bill

Hank Snow

The Singing Ranger, Vol. 3

1994

the great divide, and a white man stiff and still,
Lying there by his lonesome self, and I figured it must be Bill.
So I thought of the contract I'd made

let's make them some rhinowhores
Shit
Spit on them like a verse in my mic
No more tickets on sale for my show tonight
Shit i'll shoot my shot if it gets

going for it, foes could never pen great bars
Let alone could spit em' pouring out my tell tale heart in every poem written
Poe'd be grinning, witnessing

Marble Floors

Lil Wayne

The Coke Boy is Back

2014

Gregory Hines
Cashing out with that nina
Ten days you ain't seen her
She ask for it, I beat her
You greedy nigga you eat it
These ? niggas all on my

make racks
We a bunch of wolfs we riding in packs
Man rap still talkin' bout crack
But when I spit it sounded like crack
Now emcees they get the geeking

Think About It

Snoop Dogg

Tha Blue Carpet Treatment [Clean]

2006

the mind
Many men were eradicated by music minds
Open your eyes and take ya time to visualize
And once you decide to move ya mind in due time

It's so

alive 

Now don’t spit me out 

You’ve eaten me alive 

Now don’t spit me out 

I’m ready for more 

No doubt

Here we go


Another one down the hatch

Make Some Noise

Beastie Boys

Hot Sauce Committee, Pt. 2

2011

a restaurant with Ted Danson
The roaches checked in, but they never checked out
I set the record straight no doubt

We got a party on the left, a party

this
'Cause nothing hurts as deep, as the feeling of this loneliness
And I know that nobody out there has ever owed me shit
It's on me to lace up,

ain't give it out.
And I'm done with these hoes done with these thots.
And I'm done with these bows I'm moving to the pot.
And I'm done with these hoes

and dump on it
And send a couple of boys to that corner of yours
And role out with a nigga slumped on it
You see Black fall back son
Me and Shock up in

Thought @ Work

The Roots

Phrenology

2002

and dump on it
And send a couple of boys to that corner of yours
And role out with a nigga slumped on it
You see Black fall back son
Me and Shock up in

playin' dumb
I'm forever gon' have that blicky, free my niggas in the feds
Fourth quarter had it over, you know Gotti by me, yeah
I still miss Ted, ain't

need a ted talk just press play for a key note

2020 I was rapping for my life
Now it’s 2021 I be rapping for my guys
Let 'em know we the wave

friends' cost
Take a seat, Swarley
And listen to my Ted talk
Welcome to Fun With Flags
We got a red flag today
Which was raised by many
Of Barney's

juice in my melanin
So far out my element
Spit like the reverend
Sip on this medicine it's going down
Playing chess with these black men
Intimidated by

(might as well keep it honest)
Don't cry, make hits (you want it, you got it)
All net, no bricks (truth or dare, just be honest)
Fuck facts, just spit

Speculationz

E-40

The Green Book

2003

Speculation has it, that I'm the freakiest one 
I like to rip out my tongue and spit the black magic 
And I'm supposed to be fucking some crack

God forgive me, leave em dead, Ted Bundy
Street nigga, my road kinda bumpy
Stone Cold with the gat, shit stunning
Hit a lick now we gotta who done it

in your mouth
Red solo cup just spit it out

Feel your folsom prison blues
Uniforms and combat boots
Honored death to those who choose
To kill by