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revolutionaries in the thang, don't
You know this mindset won't always be the same, solidify your solitude, in the choir
Too, be quiet too, people would never

to the bone
You don't need no rap singer
Throw up yo' middle finger
And do yo' thang

Break it down like this
So I guess by now right now
You know that who's

All I Know

Cee Lo Green

Six O'Clock, Vol. 1

2001

as the ceiling
Got me feel like I'm (cursed) from this heart that I'm dealing
And all this liquor hoeing brother and goose-neckin
That I do but I don't want

She got toys, but want me instead
Cause I keep going when the battery's dead
And I don't need Viagra
I sex till the morning after
I leave that thang

Da B Side

Da Brat

Anuthafunkdafiedtantrum

1996

hestiation
Live with the funkdafied cutie pie
Gat by the thigh, the Smalls by her side
If you fuck with her you got to fuck with me
And we'll be rapping

the hazard
Cappadonna style discombobulate your asses
We highly rated over this overrated classes
Not really the masses
But to disregard the fascist
Real raw

If the Sky Falls

Bizzy Bone

The Midwest Cowboy

taxes, I only smoke up the blunt
And I don't have time to front, you're rollin with me well let's move
We duck the funerals, the usual, Bizzy let's groove

makes me second

I don't understand why they keep saying they'll enter into heaven first
Don't we all enter into heaven by being good to others and not

deep down they really don't love me
She got a Lil glimpse of my diamonds
I gave her my heart
She ain't care for a thang she cut me
She wanted to fuck

Doin' Dirt

JT the Bigga Figga

Playaz n' the Game

Viscous as they come you know it's unbearable 

G got a Mac-10 D got a Mac-11 

Seff got a Glock 17 send em straight to heaven 

So now you know

living for them Benjamins all about my dividends I Don't Want to Lose My Soul

It feels like we go through hell before we get to heaven
Every level there's

Ain't got no time fa the devil
I whip them tears off my eyes
Proceed to ride with that metal
I live by telling no lies
I'm sum this world it can't handle

Rollin' smooth with the groove, never hesitate Yeah we dead and yeah we bent but we never break
Drop the rude attitude for heaven's sake, let your hair down

What a Job This Is

Dré

Whole Foods

2007

members
We gotta always look out for baby momma nagging
You know I'm saying kids need this and then again
The public need that, we gotta make hot music

my playa file

Huh, know pimping ain't a
Thang over here homie yeah we straight
But you know we playa at the same time
This next verse here
Is for them

She dangerous in disguise
Shot for you I'll sacrifice
Fireflies we ignite
Spread my wings I'm lifted high
Heaven I'm in paradise
Dancing by

See the love that these niggas showing I don't need it family
Growing smarter furthering distance, missing my grandma kisses, does heaven have

down
Baby look at my face now, I don't wanna play now
Lil baby I'm dripping, this chain on me straight drown
Shawty said she from the North, but she

yesterday give me a M I'm good
Rip Nip on hood this shit a marathon
I smack that ass I see her thong bet she don't wear it long
Heard only sleep come from

me that coat
No need for names
You ain't gon' know where this grow ain't gon' where we cooking these thangs
Do not whip dope
I just middle man

We found a theme then made a scene
At the moment that the guillotine was
The only vaccine don't intervene
Shit ain't been the same since I was 17

17 I was on ma fucker shit
Had a Nigga bitch
Hardest Nigga in this shit ay
You man wanna send me
To the when he don’t exist
I was on my fuck em
They

thankful for music it's so therapeutic
This is my therapy don't need a therapist
I call enlightenment they call it arrogance
They see a weapon where I see

Next Up

Sunz of Man

Sunz of Man

1998

battleship in sinkin 
20,000 leagues beneath sea level 
Adjust the trebel on that thang thang got your shovel 
Can you dig it? Keep talkin bout it while we