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in a tube sock and its green light how it don't stop
Need stitches, post op, old cop like you post op
Make it clap and hit every spot, toes tummy to ya

Sacrificing all my fashion for these songs
Mix your passion and your talent you'll get gone
And better keep that seat-belt fastened it's gon' be long
No I don't

boots were make for stomping while by beats were made for bumping
Ain't no fronting, always into something, no miss you can't tell me nothing
My mind is

boots were make for stomping while by beats were made for bumping
Ain't no fronting, always into something, no miss you can't tell me nothing
My mind is

you clapping, asking
Fuck it I'm telling you
Otherwise sparing you
Hope you get the message when you see that I ain't mailing you
Niggas be lying dont

I can kick it like a movie tho
Pick up the work
An I can move it ho
You ain't never been on a cruise before
Stop lying to yourself
You over

you've seen your mother with a broken nose, don't ever chat to man about your feelings
I wouldn't have joined a gang if I really had my family
My face

again
By win I don't  lose
Born for greatness
I'm the greatest
If you're late then this was doomed

Always there when you need me
Not just when it's just convenient
Give it your all When you mean it
No one told me it'd be easy

Only feel myself

a smoke session
Music's my obsession
Try to stop me, catch aggression
Show expression, repossession
Of my time and mind
That you would take away from me
It

Let's go to the moon
Sweeter than wine
And a basket of grapes
Just say your mind
I'll take you outer space
Let's go to the moon
Let's go to the moon
Let's

Don’t make a mess 
Just digress 
They think they got you at your best 
Pop out blessed 
Shoulda paid attention to next 
Next generation 
Torch holder

different models where the party yo
I feel like Mario you hardly know Rosario
Come sit passenger coupe and feel motor go
Don't be in shock im really cool I

Quality Control

Jurassic 5

...For Persons with DJ Abilities

2000

to Casio

Your jams ain't def, you ain't fresh, you're so-so
If you don't know us by now you'll never know
You set that mood when we groove and prove

Quality Control

Cut Chemist

The Litmus Test

2004

Blow
Finesse, from SP to Casio

Your jams ain't def, you ain't fresh, you're so-so
If you don't know us by now you'll never know
You set that mood

Last Good Sleep

Company Flow

Funcrusher Plus

1997

with anger actions 
Disgust mostly sick most  never have satisfaction 
Till your bones melt high incident clips and crumple zones 
Hold a fix on you

it's early, you
Can't disturb the
Crafty wordy
Partly nerdy
Bar sturdy
Otherworldly
Kind of hurling words, like he fire twirling
My mind driving

of compounds you can never combine
When I sped up in rhymes, then you better rewind
Otherwise it might go mess up ya mind
Got 'em jazzy grooves, but don't expect

You'll see your life end in a flash back
And now you wondering why
You didn't stop when your homie screamed fallback

Burn the booth so bad
You would've

they're in
"Sane's" just a state of mind compromised by gin
Don't forget the newer townsfolks not yet inured to
The tourists who ask where they can feed

Aint here to compromise
Just know whats yours so dont fuck With mine
Im sick of different lines 
I pull your plugs & milk you dry
Numbers

You ever felt lost 
Shaking 
Freaking feeling bogged
Been fired  from your boss 
Went broke 
Through different jobs
This ones for the fighters 
Who

you waste my time?
Wanna stop my grind
Been on my mind
If you for the streets then you can't be mine
I'm a cool kid with a groovy ass swag
Crocodile

that drill
I feel surrounded by fakes and phonies
I don't wanna hear your shit
Stay out my way and please don't phone me You're not my mate and I'm not