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Worthless Recluse

Jandek

Worthless Recluse

2004

car, check you out
Why can't I shave and do my part to build man's home?
Where do you live, man? Do you really live here?
Why does my dream keep

beast
Fuck up out my seat I'm in charge I'm the sarj on the scene
Walking with the squad leave em scared army's
Always stay part of the team and we far

on the check
My studio connect
Im on your favorite magazine
Im a do it by myself
I been there before
Stay knocking at my door
Hands out stressed out
I aint

hotter than hell
I step on the scene and I fucking destroy
It's Benny Badass, Ya Neighborhood Boy

No need to argue, ain't nobody stopping me
Niggas they

No Airplay

LL Cool J

Mr. Smith

1995

do it
You want me to do the hook part too?
Check it out uh, check it out uh
Yeah it's that Uncle L [BACKWARDS], you know, word up
Ain't no doubt

way
If rap don't work I'ma go
Ape, kickin' in your way, Tryna get yo safe
Never do this shit yo way
Fuck what a hoe say blow out your brains
Hit by weed

these niggas with threats
Suckas cappin talking robbing me ain't do the shit yet
I get to the check Range to the jet
I be flying while you dying
Shooters

with this shit get hard I got too many mental scars
Thought the best way to get through it all was through the bars
Deeper in this pit I fall can not

I just ran up  some slight shit like, yeah, it really get like that
On Busy Gang, it really get like that
Get Busy Gang, bitch
Yeah, fuck them niggas

still play it like that
Tit for tat yeah our ties can get you whack
You was nothing yeah I put you on the map
Play with that, your boy don't play with

me out
I'm feeling things
And I don't want to make a scene
But this room is full of mannequins
And I think they get inside my dreams
I feel every

Godzilla ain't got shit on me
Check the repertoire Elm Street I dare You to dream
It's the dark side of the moon
Get your pistols out
Ain't shit to beef

(Aye Aye Aye Aye)
(Aye Aye Aye Aye)

Not me I cannot save you
Line busy call back later
All of my G's got Angels
All of my G's make paper

Nah fam we

'cause he don't wanna
Break bread with the slaves that never been fed

One for my son's money, two for the show
Three, I gets busy, four, I'm out

over the fence out at the back
Hear the choppas flying
And I don't snort rack
Sippin lean my liver dying
Smoking in on the pack
Pop a perc then I'll be

My Mind Right

Memphis Bleek

The Roc Files, Vol. 1

2003

(hello)
Using my name in vain like I won't damage the boy
You think niggas was shooting your fat ass out of canons before (I'm that nigga)
Niggas is

Potty Mouth

Busta Rhymes

Careless World: Rise of the Last King

2012

just a hoax
Made a fairy tale, busy on a float
Why would I lie?
Forever under oath, I'm
So fucking frustrated with your lady
Get a flight, I send her

killa off Amelia East
So put two and fall
See I ain't with that boy
Cuz all I do is grab my
9 and break a nigga off
Somethin' proper, I will make you

I know there's something in the wake of your smile
I get a notion from the look in your eyes, yea
You've built a love but that love falls apart

But you must be aware that a fly can be swatted by a BK tray (oh, boy)
By the way, yo, here's yours
I know your just sweating me 
So, baby, kill

But you must be aware that a fly can be swatted by a BK tray (oh, boy)
By the way, yo, here's yours
I know your just sweating me 
So, baby, kill

Pie (Moon Pie)
Put switchy on my opps (switchy on my), just threw a switchy on my .45
Get busy, I'm like just pop out get busy, bitch, I'm outside

stupidity
By the way, you gangsters should know
One of your victims was a three-year-old girl
Well, you gang members, you
Still don't get it, do ya?

(With

but hating bad

Busy I'm just chasing the dream
Ain't what it seems
All the hard work behind scenes
Living the life of your dreams
I know you big