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The Shaggy Show

Insane Clown Posse

The Amazing Jeckel Brothers

1999

the show 
We'll have that one bitch from Letters to Cleo 
(Granny!) That's it for now, I'm out this bitch 
Ay yo Gangsta Funk, show em how you got rich!

the prosecutor lookin' dumb (talk yo' shit)
Judge like, "That ain't what you said last trial, woman"
She like, "That's my man and he cheated so I lied on him

neck slit
Whole time yo bitch in the store, she in my shop list
Brody told me pull off the block, I told him one bit

Somethin' like a stomach ache, them

hit, nigga got yo beezy snatched
By Mista Charisma, to a lady I'd be ya nigga's
Enigma keep her in the desert, I give her a river
If she was a 10 I'd

Gotta carry blurring her
Vision now she gotta
Dodge

Question the truth
You sold her
A lie must be a
Dealership i'm like the
Plug will slide for
The low

outside, oh yeah, you a bitch
Caught yo' by hisseld, I'm ready to make you strip Put the blade to his chest, blade, blade, let it rip
Her neck game was ass,

Golden Pharaoh
Not too much in the street cuz the road is narrow
And i hit all my targets like bow and arrows
You'll get jacked like sparrow 
By my

evened up the score
Call Letoya Luckett cause' In my head I'm ready to be torn
Toxic like I'm Jeezy, Ne-Yo said that she can't leave me lone
Why you think

ain't new to me
How dare her for
Dancing with that monkey
My thoughts are gettin' hazy
Nothin' but red colors
Tonight's the night
I can take him down

And you're at my grave saying Yo, Jay was a sweetheart, what happened to him
And why he let those 'phantoms' screw him
Saying he wants to shoot himself, hmmm,

thang fa sho nigga ima go getta
Fuck the bitch on the first day that I met her
U a amateur nigga
Blow yo lil smoke out like candles Lil nigga
We live by

Under the Influence

D-Age

The Marshall Mathers LP

2000

the advancement and run
Drive-by you in the rain while you carry your son
Call your house and hang up on you for not givin' me none
Born straight up out a pussy

Blur

Tech N9ne

Klusterfuk

Bad day with my bitch
Negativity on my phone is ridiculous
Limo shine up on the real Tech N9ne
They talkin' 'bout I'm the sickness
Comin' at that

submerged, by the pool of forever
(Yea, uh)
(Uh, Yea, Whoa, Yea)
Shawdy got backbone, uh
Bring that ass back home, yea
Turn around - back up
Ion need - back up

when the devil came
I let him take my life again
Mamed by a shot at point blank range
Sunshine and kisses
Is now depression and rain
If I could fix it I

yo stripes today
I'm in Basin Street, with a tech, I don't like to play
Yeah I'm back on my shit
I had lost my white today
She told me it was her

don't like seeing Tecca the N9ne go

They said I'm evil
They said I'm totally demon in my cerebral
They callin' me criminal, comin' to curse

think he might’ve came to late, makin  her pull that out, I ain’t finna miss her face, I ain’t finna miss her lace, I ain’t bout to by no lace, I ain’t

come outside, put belt to ass
Bella, bitch, she bad, but she fuck with dude and him so I might pass

SR-10392 saved by 180 on the dash
He can't fuck with

split his wig

(Come on)
Bro copped a K he outside tryna clip his man
And the stock carry bullets that scorches skin Hindu red dots on his head turn him

the truth to tell yo lies, call him father liar
When Jah tell eve seh
Over her, man guh be ruler
Never mean fi you tek e
Fi beat and abuse her
We haffi treat

even know it
I back out, nigga
I'm gon blast

Yo ask TAZ
Used to have my boo-boo
Carry the 2.2
In her purse

Like, baby
Who them niggas
Come here
Give me

the map
Lay yo lil hoe on her back
You a bitch and that's a fact (facts)
Carry the team, piggy back (back)
Hold up baby, just relax (aye)
Niggas shooting,

time to write a song
I cut them ties when he died I can't go back home
I love her son so if you touch him then you lose yo dome
I touched the bag before