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anymore
'Cause I'm not proud of that
She want the Prada bag
I know she don't really love me
Ever since I dropped Brag
I don't want Advil
If you from Russia

in all black like a Hotep
2 sticks on me inspired by Boba Fett
AR came from Russia I'm a Soviet
Killing the beat this song's not over yet
2 pints go

right through me like an overlay every time
I've been getting kind of careless with the needle
I don't mind
If I said I didn't love it, then I'd probably

that i might leave a mark

Unfortunately you already left your mark
Would've went to war for your love like Jone of Arc
And that's just the start
You can

Bent

Saafir

Boxcar Sessions

1994

Swinging on a duet with the bullet.
I never pull out for suspense - I'm on a bent mission.

Jack cousteau couldn't take it no deeper -
I'm a resident in

This game I'm bout to turn around
Y'all ain't questioning jack
Got the game locked down
From the dungeons of rap
Pack about to touchdown
I need a bundle

in my jacket I'm party packing
"Yeah I like his swag so I'm finna jack it"
Rock the denim jean with the denim jacket
Shorty you a fiend she loving my

mindset, soul set, heartset, healthset
you ain't heard of these terms yet
work comes from the returns of a burnt net
cast it signal week then i

And you have done your part
I'm captain Jack, but you're Davy Jones 'cause you ain't got no heart
Look, I be feelin' like a fucking zombie
So on every

No need to adjust your system
This song call it Jack Herer, cause a hit strong
Fist pump, Rebel on the set make your bitch jump
Doubt me get in line,

Wake up from your sleep this ain't reality
A fantasy they fuckin' with your memories yeah
Diluting all your energy
Swear they tried to kill the kid

that can freeze all the love that you know

Envy the seed as it lies far below
Snug in its own little mould
It will bring with it treasures and secrets

not be so friendly
I was by myself for a while
Bitch Im back with a legion
Finger fuck that hoe
Make her scream like a demon
I felt so alone in my room

Say Ooh

Salt-N-Pepa

Brand New

1997

twelve-o-clock
Lampin' in my drop top with my crew
Ooh, I should call my boo
Drivin' Jones Beach, have a sip or two
Skinny dip, trip, let the night flow
Maybe see

May Street, you know where my crew from
No name niggas, where is you from?
We ain't with the talk, gotta do somethin'
Fourth and long, we gone, we

score
And you might score a patch
You can put it with your patches
On your jean jacket back
'cause you jumped over chasms like
That candle jumper Jack

It’s my home ain't gonna move
From Laurel Canyon
Good ol', good ol' Laurel Canyon

Just above with the one I love
Laurel Canyon

It's my home ain't gonna

-
And it was from you i was so pleased that I
Had to sit down and type an immediate reply
Even though Ken is shouting at me to get on
With a script he

now I'm in the
Land of the dying
Standing defiant, body-slamming Goliath
Yeah, I'm on my double-o
Seven in the compound from Russia with love
Eyes

research center,
that not only contained four containers of frozen semen,
but also held a pair of testicles each was labeled with the name, Jack Michaelson.

latitude
I'm high as a motherfucker - fly as a motherfucker
And still the motherfucker you love to hate
But can't - because you love what I make
Now ain't -

, believe me that’s it
Fuck with Zeke you know you get slapped
Bitch i’m downtown, Gucci or Sack Fifth
Tricked on and licked on and
Yes by a bad bitch

Forget Me Not

Inspectah Deck

Uncontrolled Substance

1999

I admire, attire be bold just like her attitude
Jewels from head to toe, glowin' natural
I'm after you, your style's what I'm attracted to
Realize

the delay
But I'm bussin'
Never rushing
Always up to somethin'
Piling beats and then I treat it like a luncheon
Spanish bitch named Ana
Fell in love with