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no courtesy
They not respecting me
Still I refuse to let them get the best of me
Cause if I do niggas will get ahead of me
I'm number one
These niggas

little fuckin` disease.

I got HU tatted on the front of my arms,
The boulevard, brass knuckles in the back of the car,
Cuz we drunk drive Cadillac`s, we

Telos

Between the Buried and Me

The Parallax II: Future Sequence

2012

version of one
Grip the match, set the fire. Don't save a thing
Rebirth. Reborn. Now this is progress. The black box will reveal only this
I will sit.

My I.T bands  My I.T bands My I.T bands My I.T bands
Bands Bands Bands Bands Bands
What you gon' do with the? 
Bands Bands Bands Bands Bands
What you

Crazy Ass Shit

Beastie Boys

Hot Sauce Committee, Pt. 2

2011

on the mic looking so damn pretty
Served by me well it must feel shitty
Weird thing to say here it goes tough titty
I've got my rhymes in a pitcher and it's

fools wanna murk me

Driving in my glass house
Up in this brass' house 
Thinking of ways to get paid
Let's rid these tasks now 
Up in my glass house
Bring

repay you
All my love is used up, on me
Chernobyl 2 plays text

The presenter CHIEFTAN MEWS

The music (in chronological order)
The most Gigantic Theme by

have to
Do it on an angle
And in big bands
You save it for
The very end of the song

And Mr. Scott
He let me play
The song Rockin' Robin
On the kit in

on the devil
I'm hearing a voice tell me neva
Neva stop seeking for better
Wisdom, no don't ever let up
If you fall better make sure you get up
And yes I do

killing me
It's killing me

Take what you see
Believe in me
Or leave me be

Road of rebirth
Take it slow
Know that pain won't let go
By itself until you

day day doo
Doo do doo
Yeah tracing back down to your roots
Rooting back down to your roots yeah
Hearing the toots
Toots of the brass
To get you off

little fucking disease
I got H-U tatted on the front of my arms
The boulevard, brass knuckles in the back of the car
'Cause we drunk-drive Cadillacs, we

little fucking disease
I got H-U tatted on the front of my arms
The boulevard, brass knuckles in the back of the car
'Cause we drunk-drive Cadillacs, we

brass band of gratitude
Not quite dormant in my belly
It said so in a human voice
"Bellow forth"
And who among us could ignore such odd
And precise

our rebirth
I see it in your eyes
You want me to be someone
But with you by my side
There's nothing more for me
Fire's the only thing that will set me

this tattoo
And when I say the things I do people take me as that fool
I know everything has a reason that happens in my life
So I guess I'm going

Say my neck 'bout to break
My chain too heavy (It boutta break)
Rebirth of Lou Scott Makaveli (Ooh, purp)
Born stacking bread like the deli
(I do, I've

smoking crack
You could take a walk
Im used to running laps on hot coal 
Try to put me in a box
Just sit right down
Do what your told 
Spread my wings like

Got
And Invest it in me
Nickel my thoughts
And dollar my dreams
In a pickle I fought
Often for queens
For income
I do a couple of things
On station head

Just put on a couple of drinks
I'm feeling loose today

Got a bad little shorty
She said, What's your name?
What my name is
Shit

Let me tell you

never lack
Kicking it with poles on my lap
You better step back
Cause I’ll let it clap
That’s a muthafucking fact
Why you looking at me funny Sir?
Last

My Band

D12

My Band (3" CD)

2004

let me suck your cock"
Now by now, the rest of the fellas get jealous
Especially when I drop the beat and do my acapellas
All the chicks start

let me suck your cock"
Now by now, the rest of the fellas get jealous
Especially when I drop the beat and do my acapellas
All the chicks start

bring them bands out (Til' I bring them bands out)
Ain't no bitches on my phone
Gotta do this on my own (On my own)
Cause' they don't wanna be queens