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putrefied bones im finding in the wet dense mud underneath homes he's residing Break in defense walkers by the fence like dawn of the dead the rochester
roadrunning in this whip like I can't even park Yall saying saying yall some dogs, That's cause all Yall ever do is bark I put some blues on his head, now he
different, I'm going up passing you by Looking for better sense and more control of myself I relapse but still yet I try Never mind that I'ma still get a sack
[Lil' Boosie] Ugh! We dropped again on you bitch ass, niggaz! (Laughing) Every album like a bird! If you buy Trill shit Then you buy that real shit!
mad Oh yes you guessed but not by by choice Ursula came and stole half of my voice Don't you act deaf see I still bring the noise See my flow 5'11" but
Yeah be the realest shit I never wrote I ain't write this shit by the way nigga Some real shit right here nigga This will be the realest shit you
bridle we did make, a roan horse killed by leg-bone break He's horsehair rope now; horse-meat steak, we cleaned him to the bone Well these gentlemen
I'm still in beast mode Ayo, if Superman was black, would he still be a hero Or a zero, or a villain, killin' competition motivated by millions, such
One to remember: the path of the lone walker He who is destined for endless triumph First to the trove of mystic wonder Pursued by vigilantes hot on his
Give me something then I might be amused I'm a mystery, this is no Blue Clues Find a mystery like Scooby-Doo Talk behind my back, I might bring my
he fucked me out his drawers he dissed me" All this is calculated, the Batman with a black hand Mafia money, killas who rock tans(?) Bone
David loved his wife he found it easy to do, all the love saved for children he spent on Sarah too She would cry for the babies who never made it
right Come on, boys, whoo This is so weird having my dad on a song right now Considering he's 50 Uh, 47 I think he's gonna make a comeback album
In so many bourgeois homes Van Gogh's sunflowers radiate from the walls, Yet he lived in utter misery, condemned by those very same people. Why is it
at the mall, shoot hoops too Whole crew rockin' suit's made by Bruce Bruce And my wood wheel is a blue spruce (It's a blue spruce) Damn, okay, RiFF, feel me?
with his bike And he's got Guthrie running in his bones He's the hobo kid who's left his home And his Beatles records and the Rolling Stones
will live forever, my fame will be maintained Now some can't feel this, and some feel can't that But all can feel a track that's produced by Battlecat So
Yo, before my grandfather died he told Me: "if you ain't gon' shit Get off the pipe" and I ain't know what he Meant right then and there But I guess
tones, I roll my bones around the block and back Silently he's reading The Keeper of the House How I'll never be him, oh, how Never really knowing If he
[Krayzie] This track is tight you should be clapping your hands [ clapping your hands] 4x [chorus] As we ride by the end of the night You will
can feel it in my bones like them 8-0 Let me in that convent like they Gwynevere Codeine dripping off of that Wockhardt chandelier I need a bad bitch
walkers, boys in blue the army on the fly And all of this and so much more when a horse came riding by And all the worlds so full of rage No time
moves ahead Sometimes I'm ahead of myself I'm not God by then just Tryin' to better myself Cuz I done seen niggas turn Paper planes into 'jects Cuz this
a Rollie and a 2Pac herringbone Midwest kids damn near all we used to hear was Bone Two family flat, mommy and aunt used to share a home Boy, I'll rip
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