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Broski in the nit for kickin' shit, that boy don't knock doors (whoosh)
V.I.P., don't need no ticket, I just go
Bitch, really run my city, half a ticket

cut that fool, better call the law
I start sprayin', make f**k n*gga fall and crawl
I press play like Puff, no pause at all
Choppin' holes in the all

The Randall Knife

Guy Clark

Songs and Stories

2011

Then you know my father well
If a better blade was ever made
It was probably forged in hell

My father was a good man
A lawyer by his trade

Randall Knife [DVD]

Guy Clark

Live from Austin TX [DVD]

2007

Then you know my father well
If a better blade was ever made
It was probably forged in hell 

My father was a good man
A lawyer by his trade

what's right
Even if it costs the price of my life
So when I pass on by (Bye bye)
And you don't know how to say goodbye (Bye)
Just cut the yellow tape

D Bucksss 119
Fsmith damn you in yo bag
I got bands on me came out the trap
Just to get it by my lonely shawty wants some bands
She gon feel up on me

Marsh Lagoon

Twiztid

The Green Book

2003

picture's in my locker 
Her body's in the lagoon, underneath the lily pads 
Glow from the moon, dark watery tomb 
Consumed the body, then pulled her below

Mama tried to tell me
You can't judge a book by the cover
But a judge can throw the book at you
And all of it's covered
All expenses paid vacation

Get Rich to This

Goodie Mob

Vibe Hits, Vol. 1

2000

keys wid dis
Condos in the Cancun summer breeze wid dis
And you know, doin good fo' sho'
I'm gettin' rich too hollerin' out Calhoun know
Nigga

Have your folks looking like damn what happen
Turned a gram to an eighth eighth to a quarter turned that shit into a half
Turned that half to a whole

straight holy water, devil better leave
Cut this thing in half, as if to twain I cleave
Fight depression off, start by rolling up my sleeves
It's a really

Is not word in my dictionary 
Half buried 
Bitch 
I climbed out the end of it 
Lead the pack 
The competition be peasants
And we the kings it's
Lemon

towards him
Twelve slimy legs. one for every corse
He forces himself to react sends a lazer blast right through its guts cut the bastard in Half
After

the Ville
From Cypress to Sugar Hill
By the spot, had Shante on the block all day
You JJ Fad'n, I want the rocks and Shante
We in the Jungle, brothers singing

and analyze the major themes
Vandalize man’s paradise
Agonized by the will to be, the painter’s knack
Ink runs, the city’s covered in hieroglyphics I’m

lowkey
Hero in the bed, she sing my name like karaoke
Black Widow with the pole you know we keep it forty
Brodie not a hero he a zero stay below me
Got

what you do
No one has the strength you have
You can cut the whole world in half
Can I have your autograph
Can I spend my life with you
Ooh I wanna feel

Reinventing the Wheel

Typical Cats

Typical Cats

in a forty ounce of guessing
Pretending that the morning won't come tearing through the curtain
Burying my mother's effigy, cursing and burning

on the street
Why I keep a nine when I ride
Shit hidden you won't find it inside
Drink Henny every weekend by the pint
But gotta cut it down because its slowing

all summer
Cause this fan in this window don't do too much of nothin
I ain't eat it if you couldn't buy it with a food stamp
I ain't been eating man I

a fuckin nightmare
Get me high, let me see the sun rise and fall
This for my doggz down to die for yours
Extreme venom, no mercy when we all up in 'em
Cut

perfect
So I keep all my niggas the closest
Fuck an enemy
Every opp in my vicinity catching steam below the surface
I'm rolling I spark the spliff and then

stoned by my lonely
And drinking forties of OE just like my homies showed me
Marshall told me, Don't let this shit take control little bro
And now he's out