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drinking
I'm thinking spliff uplifting conscious vibin while I'm driving
Bob Marley, stay fire blazing burn weed with chuuuch & das hym
No jokin thats why I

depths of mi soul
Got an ounce pre-rolled, more girlies on hold 
And some fire for that ass just in case it gets cold
Burr nigga like Gucci, in the zone,

a hockey stick.
Me without the mic, is  like R.L Stine without the typewriter,
I get 'em hyper,
 No angel on my shoulder, dog I sleep on a bed of fire

Trigger let that pop 
Can't move my legs like I'm paraplegic 
Pulled out uh tooth with no anesthesia 
Begging for my money look by Felicia 
I ain't no Mac

Creepers
Let this be critiqued by the ghosts of my high school teachers 
Didn't start the fire.  I was putting out some feelers
Loss leader art snob I'm

You Better Ask Somebody

Yo-Yo

You Better Ask Somebody

1993

jack
Down with Tyson, hate Anita and Clarence
Reportin' to the devil like parents
Ban rap, but still let the rock sell
Fire up the cocktail
Va-boom!

interviews from Bob Lazar
I can't say for sure I know Aliens exist
I just hope if they do we can coexist

Walk outside
What do you see
Fire in the sky
Shape

What's Clef [Bonus Track]

Pras

Ghetto Supastar

1998

callin' fire for your cremation
Jammin' and cool, sumpthin' like you
Jamaicans say, "L.L. a fool"
Kids wet too who do the pool
Let bells ring like

or anyone in my clan
Touch me or anyone in my clan
Make you leave like a clown fucking turnaround fucking turnaround
I'm like Bob Dylan but I got a mission

the furniture to heat the house
That’s the type of shit I always preach about
We was fighting in the street, the price is right like Bob Barber
Argue undisputed

the game hostage like a ransom demanded by Sampson
Oh my obsession with possessions like the devils pie
We all born to Die prone to lie, be in the sky chill

crowds
All enthralled by the fame
I'm talking skirts
But rather verts
And suede armani shirts
Kick a verse in spurts
Dip collect my chips
Just like

Where entrapment lurks like a stealthy spider
In society, order is everywhere
It's either active or passive
You take or you give

The transactional system

have they try to resist

Rob the casino
Niggas be scared they turning albino
Robbing their ego
They getting beaten by a young bambino

These niggas will

Of the pencil
Don't need no ghost write
This shit is real not a stencil
Fuck all you lames
Going insane in the membrane
Just like Bane the fire rises
Head game

blast ya 
Like a pastor 
No religion 
Only got a vision 
See me fly by like a fucking pigeon 
Focused on my mission 
Like a secret agent 
Got my snipers

Cause I was hard-headed, too anxious to get from the step
So I was off the porch, bars fire like they off the torch

A nigga try me, that's the nigga that

Saliva

DJ Nu-Mark

Hands On

they actin standoffish
? by hand like canned raw crawfish
Can you please pass the cocktail sauce?
You might as well know, hell is hot as hell boss

talker no tricks
Its the funniest shit, finally the money up
And print on the kid and the planet hit skids
Livin' in a valley of flames like "I win"

s
Swagger polar when I pulled up they just froze up thas a cold front 
Navigatin like a soldier so it's all fire no holster
Orchestratin like I'm Mozart 
Tell

on fire like matches
Lay you out like a mattress
We got palettes full of caskets
Got em' stacked up in the backwoods
Couple basket cases we're assassins
In

to get robbed
With the pieces of my broken heart I be buildin' like I'm Bob,
Always on grind mode, livin' is a full time job
Gettin' through it wit

redemption like it's bob I'm spitting
Yeah I sip coffee with intention pay attention
I may have written enough for you to quit your bitchin
I beg your pardon

seen is rhinestones
Imitations
Yeah clones
What's it worth
If the fire doesn't shut up in my bones
Like shh
Uh
It's crystal clear now
I'm aware how
My