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N.B Track title is not Thru SPACE and TIME as stated
alright? 'ands up, gimme all yer money
rob the till and get away in a Nissan Sunny
i bought

Bagpipes from Baghdad

Eminem

Relapse [Deluxe] [Explicit]

2009

an assortment of pharma
Ceuticals, this beautiful pill dust in my palm, my
Cuticles get residue just from touching the bottle
Never knew I could remind me so

There was a man small and meek in his head 
He wore red like the roses
The little girl deceived before his lies as time went by 
He failed to hide

to a dead end 
It's the Devil in the day to day it's 
Definitely nothing you could fake 

I bought the heart I gave bitch 
Feel like Norman Bates bitch 
Got

Sabrosa



       By Norman West II

                     Hook

perdone me senorita have we met b4 cuando veo tu sonrisa i just cant ignore and u kno

intercourse (I'm just quoting my source)
Fuck a motto, they'll find your dead body by the grotto
Carton of smokes like Dino Bravo
You say that's the only time

and going back to a 9 to 5
The last time I was in an office I barely survived
That state of mind was where the Norman Sann you and I know derived from
My

Everything's so crazy, but I
Will do what it takes, to keep them safe
The people I once trusted are gone
Now all I see are children, circled by

this shit, I spill your brain, shit
I guess I got expensive taste
I'm tryna peep your bitch, you in the way
We got sucked up by the same slut
But I got

Rated "R"

Redman

Whut? Thee Album

1992

of nails
Word to ?Jamel?, my heart pumps nails in my blood rails
I'm not a warrior or barbarian type of nigga
I'm just quick to smoke your family then

like Musk, gonna do it like Gates
Go ham like Jobs, gonna do it non stop
I'ma say it like Schmit I'ma do it All Day
Fulfilled by God can't put me in

Nite, yeah

Ayo kid, for years I've been into rap
Writing funky rhymes to get my name on the map
And by now I know I'm hitting
'Cause I say a rhyme

I got no time for the gossip,

I said fuck the ball, and started balling in booths,
Me, jay booked the sessions and started knockin em through,
Bezel

Where the Shit Goes Down

Ice-T

VI: Return of the Real

1996

out there
Fuck all you buster-ass niggas
Word

[ VERSE 1 ]
Saturday night in L.A., time to play
My peoples hummin like a vibrator, gotta make crime pay

One by one you lit your matches and you threw them in the pool
Now I'm no Norman Einstein but at least I'm not a fool
They say that winter's coming,

They're trying to Axl Rose you, welcome to the jungle
To be continued, we on that Norman Mailer shit
In search of the truth even if it goes through Taylor

They call me stormin' Norman with the way I bring the thunder
Kiickin' shit off hot like I'm a motherfuckin punter
In the lands with my bands walk

I'm a haphazard
The elephant in the room was the fly on the wall 
Anti-Z0 fuck what's cool by ya'll 
My whole camp fire nigga Kumbaya 
My whole camp

Great Blow for a Day Job

Skyclad

Oui Avant-Garde a Chance

1997

chimes, my time has come
to party with the 'porno-queens' down by the shores of Acheron.

I'll party on in Acheron!

No one could dissuade me, I fell

Myers, Norman Bates, Charles Manson
Commas, commas, commas, commas, commas cashing
We fight time and time and time and time and time and time
Again

I told

the grill
Randy's brought a great big jar of pickles better still
We've got ribs and we've got chicken, we've got burgers and we've got dogs
And Norman's

the meat
Man how many guys she want? more than five
It's like now we live in Roman times
An asshole is just glorified
God forbid I show an inch of care,

I'm on a whole new level
And that's just how it's gon' be
Yeah
Verbal killer, got you in a scope
Been try'na get a deals up at Interscope
I spin up this

shit hit close to home
Cuz now it's just me and the open road
Day and night, I tend to free my mind at night cause I was lonely stoned
I broke in pieces