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wasn't always when I come the fuck back to my senses
Lenses blacked out like drunk white women
I psych the fuck out, sidenote side bitches
Rest by

know who's really wasteful
Give what you get
And hold a hand to her neck
Then the sheets wet
Guess
Who got hammered in that bed?
J with the what
You can

People are always talking
But what happens when the talk isn't cheap and it is what it is?
Well, what I mean by this is, Hillary Clinton
Man, I

cried when the dolphins just swam on by
And the fab four were now down to 3
How could Mark David do this to me
I got my Gibson J-160 and go'n back in

unstoppable
Probably can't top me, bitch I'm untoppable
It is impossible

Except by bitches, she into fitness
Fittin this dick in her mouth!
First I go in, then

He said what's her name? Judy
Her name is Judy
So many Judy's
Coming soon "So Many Judy's"
Inspired by
Florida

Rollin up I'm in the clouds but I'll

so great
Us two, we N and J
Laying in my bed, in pjs
I cant even sleep because I think
What's it gonna be like in July
When I get to look you in

Working up that nine to five
How am i supposed to make it out alive
Without you here just by my side
Wanna take a ride but i don't drive
Otherwise

smoke a little J
I just roll another up
You know it take the pain away
Whether you like it or not
Seems there ain't no other fucking way
Or so it seems

Tell me why you flabbergasted I was broke as two left feet
I was bound to have you Had to get my hands dirty, n***a
I'm a sticky bed, n***a I had

a bed
Some lines like planes go over ya head
Word wizardry always varying with topics
Drop bars faster than sprints by Sonic
Eating off a plate that's not

They way they're tryna get rid of me
Almost thought I was one of them red bugs way they're tryna get rid of me

Got a nikka feeling like he got bed bugs

My anger and fury is nothing to bury
A hatchet, a racket, bitch slap it, then tap it
In summary, message approved by J/B

Laying  in the bed last night
I had a dream that touched me deep down inside
I dreamt about you, mama
Oh, yes I did

I pray you rest in the riches
I

getting head inside a Tesla bad bitch, slim, thick, her ass fat, I call her precious
By the flick of the wrist, you can tell I'm extra diamond, bezel musta

the bitch Ion care Ion give a fuck
Hit her from the back you be in the bed making love
Like a gangsta nigga I'm a thug she say you a scrub
No TLC tender

Chilling by myself
Blowing on herbs to boost my health
Thinking about all the bad days
Is it my time for boosted wealth
 
Nike boots and white T's
Fitted cap

these commas
By matching my rhymes

Tiddies on my face
I eat that shit
She be tryna grind
I don't hate that shit
calling on my phone
I hate that bih
I

Aquafina from my bed, I need some West
Signs Shorty got her own, she don't need mine

Ayy, text and call her phone to see if she fine
If I had a button, I

And everybody gone, yeah, everybody gone

But no matter where I go on this whole globe
Jamrock, J.A., man, that's home
Weh dem chop, every day pon di banga phone

Destined to Be '94

Necro

Rare Demos and Freestyles, Vol. 1

[Necro] 

This is a Captain Carnage and Necrophiliac duet of death! 
It's the Witchcraft Killer!!! 

[Captain Carnage] 

Fillin my fuckin bed with

Breathing Apparatus

The Coup

Steal This Album

like I needed you to tell 
Motherfucker make sense - you delirious as hell 

Lean over the bed and let me whisper close 
Watch these motherfuckers

Heinous

Dark Lotus

The Opaque Brotherhood

2008

Madrox:]
I sleep on a bed of sharpened knives and toss and turn until I bleed
I eat from the bread of chosen life a thousand ghosts alive in me
Wickedly I'm

Freak

Ahmad

Ahmad

1994

some-bo-dy
And by bein in the bright spotlight, you learn a lot like
if you got ends, well then you got friends
If you got dough, well then you got hoes