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Letha Brainz Blo

Heltah Skeltah

Nocturnal

1996

bang your shit up like I was Lennox Lewis
One, two, three, four, five
Six, seven, eight, niggaz'll shit where's my nine?
Mil I drill fine skills into

Drama Az Usual

Threat

Drama Az Usual

Az Usual, the only way to survive

(4x)

[Second Verse]
My lifestyle, still crazy fuck how shady it seems
By my side bes the three-eighty, lady of my

You Got a Problem

Fun Lovin' Criminals

Welcome to Poppy's

2003

3, 2, 1, I'm that son of a gun, but one who has
The fun by the kilo and the ton. Like Marv
Albert but worse, I got the curse, got
Perverse with

bein' able to brag
Just hopped out of first class
Just me and Jason, we got jetlag
24/7 in the stu', that's how I generate these motherfuckin' blues

me, go'n pop it for D
She gon' really throw that ass, but she don't do it for cheap
She just got her body done, so she gon' be 'bout three weeks
Type

kickstand, no bull like Estan
I'm a beast like the blue X-Men
Check the plantiff, they claim that
I murdered the beat with no stainless
Shoot, I just hopped

blue Ballys i had all the different
Color Cazals and Gazelles
The "SUBROC" three-finger ring with the
Ruby in the "O", ock
Truly the illest dynamic duo

junkie

I just hit up my plug for another 350 
That's 350K
Bay bay stay with me
I got bout three hoes
That'll ride for me
They stay with me
I got three

‘Dope Dilla’ - written and performed by Collin Gibson

VERSE 1

Let me show you young niggas how to kill a beat
Let a old nigga touch it like

The solution it's in our hands

Stay home
Stay safe
Stay creative
Stay cybernetic!

(Initiating countdown)
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1..

I am
Algarth

3 peats by the alter
God knows i've gone softer
Weighin out my options, i ain't hit a scale in a minute
Back for my bags, am i too soon

I hit her up

magazine
Spotlight interviews with the Flava team
I luv live quoting "he's unique" that's why I stayed on my grind
9-5 then 7-3 coz I don't believe in

Dropbox
Got holes in my shoes cuz I walk lots
Spend all my money on Juul pods and Pop Tarts
Going broke by the end of the month
Just smoked and I'm finna

knew you was jealous from the day that I met you
I upset you, cuz I get respect I bet you
I'm even liked better by your neice and nephew
Now you hate

MizBadu
(Pass tha reefer)
Bah-do, Mizbadu
Bah-do, Mizbadu
(Pass tha reefer)

1-2 - crush the kush
3-4 - pull paper pour
5-6 - pick out sticks
7-8 - roll

can not fuck wit no squares
I'm more than 90 Degrees
I got em doing 180s, 360s, Cause all of my 20s are led by a seven
I count up blessings on blessings

blue like I loved my green
Ten percent to the Church and the rest to my team
It's Myself, I and seven other voices piping
About what me might need
They

lines
Dwelling on my shelf
Seven years by
I don't need no help
Got peace in my mind
That I gained in stealth
Here comes truth
Hitting harder than a belt

Holes full of dust
On every bone were five blue stains
For every stain, four boys were slain
And every boy had three closed eyes
In every eye, two darling

you
Time to fight fo your life in the corner of red o blue
All my life, I've been down, I can't give up
Trying to survive but life is hard I'm kind

in the booth, nigga, everything look dead
Benihana drive-by, leave a nigga head red
You don't got seven bands, you a fuckin' capper Nick
I'll kill your

shitty wracks, eat disgusting snacks, pick quacks
Zombified by ads we buy tons of useless crap
We use to breathe as slaves, now we cough the smog

bitches boolin by the pool and hella top shotters got 'em tuning
Oh my god let me slow down, I'm really zooming
Let me go Chevy Spark on this motherfucker

and a beautiful future in those eyes
Hypnotized by the ocean blue
Drowning in you I'm addicted to it
You are an extension of my senses
And I love you senseless
Out