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it."

The buyer looked at the case with cold disfavor.

"Not even right sure he killed it, whatever it is.
Three is the best I can do and it hurts. But

(all my niggas)
Stick and move
You know I'm sticking to the code (finesse)
No more knick knock
We kicking down your door (we finesse)
No not

That's not my team, nigga, they bench-warmers
I am a stormer, I am a trooper
I am a cooper, bitter loss, as soon as I moved it
I run the business
I do

you’ve been playing on my mind
and I do believe it’s time we got serious

HOUSE FOR SALE
(Peter Sando)
Down at the end of Sycamore Lane
there’s a three

and my boys are top gunning
When I get to the door at the dance
There's a bit of a hassle so we gotta run in
You see them gyal in the corner?
It's my tune

Younger was no longer young. Replaced by youth, just as Older had. The fate of Time amplified his white hair and wrinkles and left him with very little. It

Billy the Mountain

Frank Zappa

The Supplement Tape

1990

Caves for eyes,
With a cliff for a jaw
That would go up 'n down,
And whenever it did,
He'd puff out some dust,
And hack up a boulder
(HACK!)
Hack

diamonds on my neck look like fluid (drip)
I'm from the Zone 3 if you niggas ain't knew it (3)
I'm throwin' up the north 'cause that is my hood (North)

I walked through the door with you, the air was cold
But somethin' 'bout it felt like home somehow
And I left my scarf there at your sister's house

of forgotten dreams
I out-grew like a pair of worn-out jeans

Peering down the front hall behind this kicked in door
The dust and rain have done a number

(One, two, one, two, three)
By the time you get this message I'm leaving town
And breaking you down in my mind
You're some of a kind
On my way

Ah no, they're not. No they didn't realize they were supposed to start.
Never mind, we'll soon sort that out, the judge is explaining it to them
now. I

want to go to me like a dentist
I'll put you down like a dog
I'll make you crock like a frog
Not down with touching ya'll
Just let my words hit, hit

10 Times

E-40

Shadow of a Doubt

2015

bustin' down a pack of that boy-boy in Chicago
You make it to a brick in my hood and you hit the lotto
I hit the lotto
Like Powerball on a ho
Finna make

at my door 'cause I got money stashed (that's my-that's my-)
Easy to get it, now go make it last
You gon' turn on me, I'ma watch you crash
Don't give

Got a lotta new flames, still need 'em blue
Three hundred fifty thou', times that by two
New Dawn, no roof, I still see the sky
Peace to my

friends
I’ll just bring around 3 of my friends
But not no MC friends
I’ll bring around a couple unknown
Guys from my ends
You hold mic, they hold leng

for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These

Alice's Restaurant

Arlo Guthrie

The Best of Arlo Guthrie

1977

on the 
Bench there

I filled out the Massacree with the four-part harmony. Wrote it down there 
Just like it was and everything was fine. And I put down my

throw him down
to the bottom of a well, so that he will be picked up by some caravan of travelers
They said, O our father, why do you not trust us with

Joe's Garage

Frank Zappa

Joe's Garage: Act I

just enough room to cram the drums
In the corner over by the dodge
It was a fifty-four

With a mashed up door
And a cheesy little amp
With a sign

About My Issue

T.I.

Paperwork [Deluxe Edition]

2014

a fly nigga fly
9 on my side, God I'm your child but times are so wild
Playing with me? I'mma draw down and I'mma show out
If it gotta go down, I'm

hold
A year passes by and Francis the Bruce, visits with his acoustic guitar
The year after that, a colour set; times worthy of B, G and R
Mull

Onion in the Zip-Loc
Got it poppin like some Pop Rocks 
All I do is rock socks 
Thinking you the hotshot
No I will not stop 

[Hook]
Bit by bit,
Day by