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this rap shit locked, sewn, hemmed While you're hangin from a buddah stem I do this and that, baby pop, I get residuals I'm liable to just fuck up you
a motherfucker on the other side of the bullet should it matter naw, you figure Ima waste 'em just a murder for the nation for some hemmed up, locked
Since '86 my career sky-rocket Where ya at? (Ah ha ha ha ha ha Ho-ho, hu hu hu) - Dumb ho (Ha ha ha) I got this rap shit locked, sewn, hemmed While you're
it was ten of us I talked to Lauren and jail call in the Bentley truck Heard that rumor I got shot and I got hemmed up Even though I'm ten toes,
God, street life played right I got his wife, hemmed up, in bun Nigga two to the gut [Chorus] Nowhere to rest nigga, nowhere to hide It's a high
Benz All the seats are stitched and hemmed, MCM and gold rims The people are looking, all the ladies are hooking All the cops get shooken, suckers’
a coat of you. I ain't hemmed-in, I ain't walled-up I am free and I'm loving you. I can snooze and I can amble. I can jump when you say 'boo.'
a rough time keepin' it concealed I wonder what it mean, it's probably self-esteem They fiendin' to be seen, get hemmed like Gabardines Cats think it
fifty blowin', you would think it was ten of us I talked to Lauren and jail call in the Bentley truck Heard that rumor I got shot and I got hemmed up
on your face with my right boot For loose river dance Do the jit into a spongy spit My homies Twiztid got you listed Have you all hemmed up like "What
and myself were brothers on the same rope Now last month he got hemmed up, huh, that's all she wrote So I can get up where she left the exclamation Looking for
Hemmed her up sweet, put heat to her wig piece, the zig piece to this nig's beefs, this bitch named Charise from East New York, listen bitch, you better
thee pity me from out this dark gulf where my poor heart lies. A barren world hemmed in by leaden skies where horror flies at night, and blasphemy. For
Hemmed by the genius of others He said 'To conquer the world is not to the trace Remove even the shadow of the memory of your face'
of the heinies Now a few of my friends they drive a Mercedes Benz All the seats are stitched and hemmed, MCM and gold rims The people are looking, all
Torch girl of the marshes Her kiss is a whip of the moon Dawn's damsels are dancing To the hum of her sunny young tune Gems hemmed in the heart's
I got it hemmed - mad methods to microphone mechanism from inner city curriculm to cuttin edge for headz like circumcisions in yah mental
so many haters Knowing I'm their father like my name is Darth Vader I can get you hemmed up while I'm being tailored Then I slide off to the side
little belly speaks Grandma, there's air beneath my bed And it whispers And it whispers when I rest With hemmed skirts And salt and vinegar, vinegar
and myself were brothers on the same rope Now last month he got hemmed up, huh, that's all she wrote So I can get up where she left the exclamation Looking for
tryin' to waste Gotta keep on stackin', gotta keep on packin' Slackin' gonna get me hemmed up, posted up in the store With the blow, don't show no flow
safely home Hemmed in by emptiness, a million ways that everything could be undone This hollow in my chest is filled with reasons not to sing but I found
Man, I drop bombs like Hiroshima I got the heroin cut, with the bomb bonita Task force got me hemmed up, facin the wall Cause I'm up in the mornin
when, we see the chick the nigga screwin Pushin his whip with the ice cuban Hemmed her up sweet, put heat to her wig piece, the zig piece to this
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