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a meeting getting my ass kissed (no homo)
By a white man 'cause his daughter fuck with my ad-libs (uh-oh)
I done dropped dick in her friend, I'm like, "My

know when the album drop my name gonna blow like Bang
I just bust down doors cuz all those watches never gonna be my thang
My shit bang when I'm on your

to you
Like a wolf that's bound for 
Howlin' at the moon
But you'll feel
Me in your lungs
Like smoke that coats your throat
When you're in love

So smoke

plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon

"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural

You got me easily bewitched
Fed me once and now I’m lookin’ for more
That’s me – yeah! – scratchin’ at your door

Dirty Mangy Dog!
Dirty Mangy Dog –

on your hands
We are aware and we refuse to be led
Into the shadows by a shepherd
Wearing wolf's clothing

No matter how bright you shine
The darkness that

a annihilated

Kickin' it down we don't knock on the door
Inflicted by sound we gone rock it fasho
Tick tockin' around like a clock on the wall
You know the time

Wolf man, why you howlin' at my door
Fed you poison once and now you need more
Je vais te former, so sit and stay
Lack better with an axe, you chopped

it back
Cuz all of that shit in your raps you don't do none of that
Ain't no fun in that
This is scary hours
This is real nigga shit
Give my man his

Woke Up This Morning

A3

The Sopranos

1999

Well, you woke up this morning
The world turned upside down
Lord above, thing's ain't been the same since Howlin' Wolf walked into your town
But

Woke Up This Morning

Alabama 3

Woke Up This Morning [One Little Indian]

1997

woke up this morning
The world turned upside down
Lord above, thing's ain't been the same since Howlin' Wolf walked into your town
But you're one in

Take all the bones from the big brass bed
Bury em out under a tree
Over the ridge there's a wild wolf howlin'
Got some kind a fix on me

Castaways

present you, the reason for me to rap.

I love lyrics and rhymes I can use to express
Let's face it this mumble shit never impressed
I'm disappointed by

the players are Howlin' Wolf on the radio

I said, ah-wooo, werewolves of London
Ah-wooo, werewolves of London
Ah-wooo, werewolves of London
And I said

You

and the desired

The hungry still get their fill
They'll let you smoke your smoke
Once they lock the door
And when they dim the lights
Hell, they'll let you have

off the backboard
Fuck a Grammy, that is not what I come back for
I came for hip-hop, niggas forgot to lock the back door

Live by the code, die by

dropped
I get cray all day, it's my full time job
Wild like a wolfpack, howlin' at the moon
Attack, attack, you've been bitten by the wolf

I ain't

I Can Feel It

DMX

It's Dark and Hell Is Hot [Clean]

1998

When you stand up you'll see 

That I'm just showin' love to you 

Other niggaz'll put a slug to you 

Over your ends 

Cats I fucked wit' are

and stiff
My head is trapped in a cage
It is a down-toned riff
Played by a devilish mage

It’s my forefather Bill
Who checked the door locks thrice
It was my

we're tired (no)
Watch it, crash down
Blame it on a wolf from another town
Howlin' out for an alibi
Sitting on the dock, drink a day away
Glasses gonna be

I feel the heat of the night sky
Releasing the wolf inside
Howlin'
Like an old V12

Iron bars for arms
No sign of battle scars
Poundin'
Like a raging

Cause when I hear the wolf inside
Howlin louder
You better run
You can't hide
There's no escape from you
Aim for your best shot
Load your guns
With your

Who's sees yourself as someone else
His reasons would sink in the sand

So let your red wolf moon
Capture the cards that fall
By tasting the salt from

Episode 8: Back Blockz

Method Man

Meth Lab II: The Lithium

2018

nigga jookin' on the back block
In the kitchen whippin' 'til my hands hurt
Foreign door, Push got the trap spot
Couple nights shovin' hard by my damn