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"I think it's funny how, the toughest
Criminals and thugs and whatever
When they're on
Their deathbed, you know, like the day before
They fry in

People say that I'm a bad guy
I'm a stick a razor in your dads eye
Tall guy you a small guy
I'm extra large you a small fry
I'll eat you up
Like good

Nothing in the world make me sang
Like that cherry pie baby let me get the fries
Baby tell me what you waitin' on
Know you got a lotta pride
Just

Alzheimer's
Big shit ain't no small timers niggas
Sweet as fucking thieves from
Nicky D trying to small fry me flow
Flame like a log fire smoking on
That

pretty


Saltines, sardines, hot sauce
And onion rings
Georgia peaches, cottage cheese
Lettuce and whipped creamy

French fries, black-eyes, boiled corn

T -minus 343
When I said I was ready to fry you believe
I didn't mean Thomas Aquinas, see
With a laser sight Osiris is
Going to blind you between both irises

willst du schieb keine Psys, eova Kafir?
Azzlackz Hessen, Deutschlands Mafia K'1 Fry
Kurdi, Shiqptart, Jugos, Maghrebis
Stehlen, Diebstahl, Peace
Weed und

L'école du 9-2, le pont d'Sèvres et Zox
J'vais changer l'blaze
J'remplacerai le "s" par un "x"
Ma mif vient du 9-4, j'écoute Mafia K'1 Fry
Enfoiré,

my rhymes so you can sniff it
Design it to electrify your mind
When the drip hit
Been fully equipped with laser
Beams on the biscuit fry you niggas

crack an egg on my head
I'll fry you an omelet

Deep up in the woods naked
I do my fire dance around the pit
I hop with my skull drums and voodoo chants

stackin' the cheddar up
Chill kickin' back while he fries
Up a quarter pound
We trying to get the cash, hold the lettuce
Uh think you're hard but you're

haben Maglites
Ihr bleibt Nebensache für mich
So wie French Fries
Die Ladung aus Peru ballert
Wie ein Brett rein
Willkommen im brrrt-Haus ist meine

'them fly guys, burger and a fries guys
You might have to put him in your top 5 guys
My Ghana babe
Serenade me with the fried rice
But she kept on putting

about to buy
I'm hot, motherfucker you about to fry
Where I'm from, rappers say "we don't go"
When I'm around here
Rappers say "we don't flow"
And why's

crodie off you
This 30 rock him, Pressa, he ain't boxin'
They know my mind glitch, ready to fry shit
But I got so much diamonds, crodie he dial in
I

"I think it's funny how, the toughest
Criminals and thugs and whatever
When they're on
Their deathbed, you know, like the day before
They fry in

and fries
The king sized
"This song is dedicated to all
The fat people world wide, dead or alive
Biggie Smalls, The One Man Gang, Chubb
Rock, Chris Farley, 8

that shе falling for me (Phew)
I'm so high that I swear you got lеaves
(Yeah) put her under a fry like a flea
I pop shit in these Ricky jeans
Rooting for

beef with me
That shit come with fries
Best believe I start singing and this bitch
She feel fly
Sitting down to quick on my seat
Shoot your leg off

on drank
I ain't sipping on wine
Forty with me, it's controlling your mind
It make a nigga give it up, make it mine
Fry your ass, now you a tater tot
They

and a
Plate of fries" "sigh" says
"It's a lie" i can see it in her eyes
Maybe mesmerized minds
I don't get hypnotized
Time flies when you're having fun
When

though God could spit
I'll fry clones 
On some heartless 
S**t
Brodie,
I forgive em 
For actin' as though they don't know
Like I ain't 
Fill up the morgue

to Line up
cncestors Chi inside us
True and Living you cannot deny us 
Quiet on the set 
Real killers we move in silence 
Potato on the barrels time to fry

on my dick
Send a baba, we catch her takin' a flick
Throw a L up, let it drop
We make it hot in this bitch
Hella dots on the side
Watch 'em fry in this