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first lick now he's addicted to the taste
He got the mask on they can barely see his face
By the way of night, even broad daylight
With the tool he'll

(Chyea)
All I got left are these pictures and memories
Flowers by the headstones, family at cemeteries
Beats in my headphones, music my therapy
Find

One Wild Night

Bon Jovi

Crush

2000

It's a hot night, the natives are restless
We're sweating by the light of the moon
There's a voodoo mojo brewing at the go-go
That could knock

made up
Yeah, I.. I was The Man Who Knew Too Much

(Written by Bill Lloyd- Marshall Crenshaw)
(SONY Okay Then (BMI) & BMG Platinum Songs (BMI)
All Rights

William Shakespeare's in My Cat

The Arrogant Worms

Russell's Shorts

sometimes seems so deep
The guy who wrote Twelfth Night
Chews on my socks while I'm asleep
I'm really quite impressed
I own the cat who wrote MacBeth
But if

Playboy

Ras Kass

Eat or Die

2006

the damn winners while you and your man's finished
Two in your Rams fitteds, turn off your lightswitch
Holdin my torch down, even when the force 'round
You

em out
I got my cousin Lloyd in the back ain't a doubt (Wa-pow!)
We sipping bottles then we hit the couch (Ha-ha!)
I got the cash to make the night

what it is fuck
What you trynna say
Or got to say
Fuck i need some scissors for my
Paper before we rock today
Cut ya off like metabolism
Drop alotta

[Lloyd:]
We'll be kissin' in the club I know you feelin' me
I can see we gonna need a little privacy
So you can be as loud as you wanna be
I got

Check that status of my flight
Nonstop transit everynight
I'm so fly, love
Lloyd Banks to the sky
Hear my rhymes in real time
30 now, gotta prep for my

yo phone
Changing my heart into chrome
Nights you been drinking too strong
Popping more killers for pain
You so accustomed to rain
You feel the burns

want me to fail
But I'm back up and running
So deep the conundrum
This shit only come once
Stay working through nights
Still awake when the sun up
They

drenched off of the runny tears
Many early mornings and late nights
Eyes low from what I roll when I take flight
Still the Kidd that would suffer from all

a hundred I can't be done till
Mum's got a milli in the bank
Lloyds
Dream about sitting in a black Rolls Royce
I gotta go harder I got no choice
But speak

Someday soon further down the road I’ll see
You get to hold you close
I can't believe I let you go you
Know that I would so propose
Its like I’m off

Pagans

Bugzy Malone

Walk with Me

2015

unemployed
And I'm just filling up banks like Lloyd
When I was on the roadside I was employed
Licking off shots in the clod, getting annoyed
Riding around

and dank till my voice raspy as Lloyd banks
Blowing up like a lit match under an oil tank
Flow insane I should be admitted dog or detained
But while I’m

I'm bumpin' Elzhi
We out here winnin and you keep them L's high
From LA to Tenafly get vilified by the iller guy
My crew's liver, the summa cum

too
Could have global juice but I'm just local Q 
One of the chosen few touched by Gods hands
Think my anxiety is compromising Gods plan
Jump off my

Nigga I’m telling you, Shmoneymo can rap his fucking ass off
For the ones that steady hated
You bitch, I’m so elated
I had to prove a point
My form I

Arnold Layne, of Pepperland, had the coolest band called The Turnip Tops; hid them from the cops
By the briar patch filled with succotash played

Arnold Layne of Pepperland had the coolest band called The Turnip Tops; hid them from the cops
By the briar patch filled with succotash played those

[Talkin: Lloyd]
Yo do you love me yes but do you trust me a course
I do baby cause uh I wanna try something
With you that I never tried with anyone

the place, by your side I’ll be
You know you got it, you got it from me
Day one (best friend you my best friend)
Day one 3x (best friend you my best friend)