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to all the losers, mad buddha abuser
But they don't know about your stress-filled day
Baby on the way mad bills to pay
That's why you drink Tanqueray; so

Black Sabbath
Let's kick it like a bad habit
Like mad rabbits
Think I wanna take a crack at it
I'm a lil ratchet
But I know that you're a big savage

My OG told me that it's lonely at the top
But legends never die, I'm Kobe with the shot
You'd think by how I flow, that I'm breathing better air

OF THE ANNUAL PURG-G-GE
Once an addict
Die an addict
Pills in my system
And my stomach full of plastic
Raised by the Black Sabbath
Me and my Goons like the black

interstellar dust
It's a must we drop the science form an alliance
In defiance no compliance a moment of silence
For all Black Queen lives taken in violence
By

Dedicated to the winners and the losers (can it be that it was all so simple then?)
(Dedicated to all Jeeps and Land Cruisers)
Dedicated to the 5's, 850i's

get dumb, and dumber while your vision blur
For all the losers

Ayo mayday, mayday
Raise the white flag, let the pants sag
Fuck the drag, I'm

Black
Uhh
I ain’t scared at all shawty wanna suck
She posting on the internet I never get involved
That’s that nigga shit I should’ve thought about it

Can It Be All So Simple

Wu-Tang Clan

Enter the Wu-Tang (36 Chambers) [Clean]

1993

Dedicated to the winners and the losers (can it be that it was all so simple then?)
(Dedicated to all Jeeps and Land Cruisers)
Dedicated to the 5's, 850i's

apparent and clear that as I am here it is me against them
You damn skippy, like Black Sabbath, I'm paranoid of poisonous intentions
I need not explain

North Berwick Witch Trials

Cathedral

The Garden of Unearthly Delights [Bonus Track]

2006

Grand master of the Sabbath, John Fane 
Told his coven gathered: “Kill King James” 
Wax a figure of his image & wrap it in his clothing 
Burn it

I built this wall around me
Brick by brick
It's made with love
Tears and blood
It's all I had to give

Swam the seven oceans
By myself
Slip beneath

Nod Ya Head [The Remix]

Will Smith

Born to Reign

2002

We come to make it hot for you

When we get down with the black suits, baby
Just let it loose up in here, go crazy
The way you're bouncin'

For the love mayne
It serenades my soul

Lemme share a lil story bout this kid
So this kid was a naughty little boy
Fortunate enough to be raised by

conquer the night
We shall break all weak oaths
In the Sabbath of the Oak

No wishing well
Welcome from hell
As we are casting our spell
There's no retreat

Get in loser we're going shopping
Lil mama lip-gloss is popping
Ice cream sweet I'm cherry topping
Bands so big I'm never flopping
Like those shoes

all waiting on you...
Especially you

The candles were lit with care by acolytes
Those are the kids that wear the robes and
The older folks in the black

thunder
Can't judge a girl by the magazine cover

What you see's not what you get
You will sink in your life vest
Weighted ankles on the ocean floor
Look up

And do it all again
Make money flip money stack
And do it all again
I'm very strong-minded
Never like to give up
Roll by myself
Cause I don't get along

curious,
Get too close, I just might kill ya
cbout my business,
Every time I'm on this mic
(King Kong ain't got sh** on me)

PreZ-O
One bar, that all it

how it feels to be thick as a brick.
And the sand-castle virtues are all swept away in
The tidal destruction
The moral melee.
The elastic retreat

that life, it's already over
I'm depressed, makes making a music a bitch
Bottom barrel shit to a thug
Never known to get a bone to pick
Baby I'm loser

all-black clothing
All-black Rovers, unnoticed
Driving all over
Now we getting escorted, bro, instead of pulled over
And it's crazy, right?
Hangover, want

Here We Come

Salt-N-Pepa

Pret-A-Porter (Ready to Wear)

1995

gets busy with mine 
Spend quality time with my baby on the norm 
But when it's time to get the nook, yo, I go on strong 
Black, intelligent, wise