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a revolting
Shadow over the courtyard
For many years he had played by himself in
The vaults and turrets of
His father's castle
Occasionally drawing back

Holy
You can catch the shekana breezing'
By whoever disses Christ than
Bowed and seize 'em
He's holy, man, the culture needs him
And can't define life,

Some Niggaz

Half-A-Mill

Belly

1998

Fuck a hundred thou i need a few mil
Even if it means you kill
You resting in peace i rest in blue steel
I'm even wet-in police and navy-blue seals

[Pharrell]
Yo...
I go by the name... (I'm yo' pusha)
of Pharrell from the Neptunes...
And I just wanna let y'all know... (I'm yo' pusha)
The world is

Ever been on the block?
Red lights, cars stopped
Walk by hear the pop
Of a door lock opt
To look em in the eye and
You're shocked
Ignored by the guy

degrees, it's hot as hell like my main squeeze
Ride or die, passenger side, burning trees
Now that's a forest fire inspired by the summer breeze
Filthy

The world is so toxic, I can barely breathe
It's people that's getting killed by the police
That's why every day I get down on my knees 
And pray

fantasy, with the scene being shot for a movie and the many paying extras lured by a rave concert featuring performances by neo-disco group Deee-Lite

sides Gemini I'm two faced
Nigga left my pocket empty but I made sure you straight
By this time next yeah I can tell you we straight
We straight
Niggas

The Delayed 3:15

Elbow

Giants of All Sizes

2019

I know this
I've played in this dirt
Powdered glass over everything
Spray-paint swastikas and cocks
Coke cans bleached by sun

Sir, why here?

Morons

Ian Hunter

Rant

2001

taking over
'Cause we're older now, older now, older now, older now

We were morons - red, white, and blue
We were working class kids on the skids with

Welcome 2 Houston

Pimp C

The Boss of All Bosses

2009

and the cigarillo is for the kush
If you want it we got it 'cause there's not a product we don't push
We used to be the dirty south, now we so dirty we filthy
So

hundred spokes chrome
Knock off some malt liquor by the malzatof

Don't gotta floss, huh, ain't that the truth
Flyin' in boobies, silver six hundred coup

One Mo Pound

Brotha Lynch Hung

Loaded

1997

I was rollin' through the hood one day
Thought shit den calmed down, 
"Gang-bangin'" den played out by the years since I den been around
Ain't talked

Change

Lloyd Banks

Rotten Apple

2006

Mac by the toilet bowl
I'm ridin' filthy in the Beamer
Cause I can have lima and a colina bring it to a misdemeanor
You drown in deep water
Every

by four
It's a big degree murder when the ball's in my court

Don't be a bitch

I flick the switch when i get a itch
To insist for a kill switch
I

feel me
Bro 20 I’m tryn help him see 30 I pray he hear me
For the love of that dirtiest money, this shit get filthy


Is y’all gone ride
We all from

it was a cheap gun
Speaking of gunpowder - made by the chinese
Son! Fuck the Mona Lisa
Da Vinci liked to draw dicks!
A blue whale's dong is 3 meters

here man I done already did this
I never fold under pressure I promise these bitches I'm about to be filthy rich
I don't go back to back with these

by, I'm not tripping
But I'm fine I am lying
This country wants nothing
With people like us, like me, I'm fucked
No food, no water, no rush
My blood is

bitches in here fuckin with me
Niggas in here duckin from me
Showed up high blunted hella late
Driver told me be ready by 7:50 it's almost a quarter past 8

funded by filthy blood money

High St. is full of circus mirrors
When you want this life, what could be any clearer
To "live by the knife" for your chance

the count by Richard feel me
No designer sporting Filthy
Copped the truck i8 don't fit me
Big body Benz everybody think they somebody
Word to my nigga Slicky

Took me by surprise
Hidden by those diamond blue eyes
So much left to find
Sifting through such elegant lies
Hiding all the time
Simply dressed, yet