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This album too hard
Hundred thousand at large 
I'm expecting to sell, yeah 
Drip too hard 
While the rain got you caught 
I be busting like hail

Boogieman

Twiztid

Darkness [LP]

2015

and I rock with them zombies
Are you livin' in the darkness?
Death is what I encompass
Brought back by the musical voodoo in which I come with

as soon as you release your new album im goin to kill myself becasue I hate you
Yo what the fuck is wrong with you pick up the goddamn phone, I think im

Balmain, that Phillip Lim
They say i'm dressing like Kanye
I'm everything that my rhymes say:
Breadwinner, brand owner
Play Cloths, millionaire

Fi-Di-Di-Di-Dan
Get Em By The Hundred I Aint Talkin Bundles Eitha
Love That Wite Girl, I Got Jungle Fever

[Slick Pulla:]
Ok, Its Blakanomiks Me N Fab Gon Skool Ya

crazy payola
Childs play, crayola
It hard 2 stay sober
Stay closer to where I'm supposed to
Never distracted by da madness
Too busy studying classics
N

in order to feed they kids
They gotta play that same shit over and
Over and over again i was raised by KRS
One, I was raised by Child Conquest
I was

To love

I'm so glad I wrote myself and album
To pull me out when horribly wrong
Had to say it in multiple songs
She so abusive consumed by the noice
Her

of the earth searching for truth and triumph
Meechy Darko, Zombie Juice, and Erick the Architect
These are the Flatbush Zombies and this is 3001: A Laced

Everyday All Day

Naughty by Nature

Naughty by Nature

1991

get out of it
Any and all should fall, many are small should call
Naughty By Nature the creator of all y'all
Show hope, show no hope and can't cope,

it down can't waste no time (can't waste no time)
When you by my side, is the only time, that you down to ride yeah
I'm fucked up girl my bad
Wait

anything that they talking cuz
I come from world war z a land full of zombies
Only other type roc-n gold and Abercrombie
From that Twenty Third bloc
Maybe

i laugh thats so sad
Whatsup with you bro the album i dropped no
Well fuck you cuz i dont need to hear your buzz 
Im spinnin N spittin' on the rap i

swell, heavy from the ennas on the Compton
Got zips up in my pocket big smoke, no option
Ms. Jenkins' son gone cuz that n**** was oppin'
I got blows by

B-E-G-I-N-N-I-N-G
Its the beginning of my fame
And I'm here to play the game
Please don't hate on me because we ain't the same
And if you do that is

Heard of Me

Plies

Da Realist [Clean]

2008

a real nigga play it where I'm from 
Stay n get the whole thang and den sum 
I dun sold gold, what's next platinum? 
Dun sold ova a million records,

will get you by tonight
Just a little push `n` you`ll be smilin`
La da da, Oh yeah, yeah

So you play your albums and you smoke your pot
And you

been Nickle n' Dimin'
Moneys the reason it's never the violence
I gotta wake up cause I'm on the way up
I used to chill now I can't let a day up
Keepin'

Sarajevo
But I make sure their albums make a peso
Dashie's getting slammed by snow
6 inches on the western portion, it'll blow
If I were a Monstercat artist,

K-A-P 
Is all they think
When I say she a bad one
Never seen her 
Fine by me like
Keep her on the down low
She be tripping bout the sound
So I turn her

bitches sliding on me, but i dont even want em
Me and my homie eating n he dont got money, im gonna front em
5 days left my favorite album, dont think i can

no drive-by's
We walked over

COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas

the cash (yea)
We get the raccades when we get raccades 
You n***** getting old you moving in the past age (yea) 
By 2019 we gone be on top 
By 2020 we gone

everything, play this tune, it's your eulogy
It's your funeral, prepare to die
This is music for you to be murdered by