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Rosey, how are you?
Jackie, hey man, that's really out of sight
Well, thanks, Rosey wow, you sure are big
Well, you know
Being big get me into a lot

my sense of humour, you probably don't
understand, I don't care anyway.
Anyway, by the way, the video was shot at the Newcastle city hall. And Rod

My Fun House

Insane Clown Posse

The Ringmaster

1994

fingers in your mouth and two sticking out your nose
Further down the hall, the room with jokeros

That's where you get beat by seventeen wicked clowns

When I needed you the most
Take me to the place where you and I exist
By your shining side is where I chose to live
You're smile and your laugh
There's

use to laugh at me in the hall way
I done ran up some cash I was out all day
In the jungle wit the killas where you shot brad day
Can't let a pussy

Respected by all, feared by none
Hon' you stuntin' with a hall
Get involved with me, instantly you become bonded
Then eventually you'll get taught to shoot my

a band
Throw up bread, you should learned it by now
Make 'em say, "ugh, " then examine her mouth
Then it's get to stepping
I'm kicking Pamela out (Get

a hunnit damn I’m moving fast
And then I spun out on the E-way almost fucking crashed
So how you judging me you don’t know shit bout my fucking past
This why

the hall is paradise
Oh you wouldn't believe the things I see
When she turns out the lights

People have gazed and wandered upon
The great China wall
But I

me off with that green bay hat
watch your back inside the hall, new niggaz slide through
like doors yo, you're starin in the mess hall
your adrenaline

can you
After exchanging greetings I was approached
By an ABC exec who handed me a hat
I thanked him and started to put it on when he stopped me

The Best of Queens (It's Us)

Mobb Deep

The Professional, Pt. 2

2000

and hypnotized by the piece swingin back and forth from Queens niggaz
We thug ya party out lock down the bar section
We never check our coats, cuz we got

never made a sound?

'Cause I can see you waitin' down the hall from me
And I could see you up against the wall with me
And what would you do, baby,

(Deck the halls, jingle jingle)
 
We’ve got our traditions
I’ll bet you do too
Maybe it’s sipping hot chocolate by the fire
The lights are twinkling 
Red,

a thunderbolt from Heaven, the terror and darkness robbed you of your reason
You who have captured many trophies from enemies out of Europe
Are now threatened by

After you left, after you hit the car
I stopped it right in front like
Godzilla and ripped you out, i kill you now
No choice but to f but true me stupidly

I'm sending by mail
You can tell me what I'm getting, I won't kiss and tell
I don't know how you do anything without the help of your elves
Look out

The Hard Way

JT the Bigga Figga

Don't Stop Til We Major [2006]

1996

the fat brown bags of the good shit 
Dope is out but I really ain't seen it though 
Dope fiends smokin' the shit by the corner store 
Broke as fuck kinda

The Hard Way

JT the Bigga Figga

Don't Stop Til We Major

1996

brown bags of the good shit
Dope is out but I really ain't seen it though
Dope fiends smokin the shit by the corner store
Broke as fuck kinda bummy with

the same
Every hood's the same
Believe that shit

Ah, they lookin' good out there tonight
Cube
Ay Perth, you lookin' damn
Good to me tonight
Shit
Ah, they

Jerry Hall

Buck

The Las Vegas Shakedown

They're sure to work it out someday!!


Ba da ba ba ba ba da ba ba ba
Oh yeah! would you be my jerry hall?
I know you waited for so long,
I always thought

'em wet in the hall It's a mess
Wise up you can't guard 'em all With a vest
Trust it's shoot or salute on the West
One shatta deh bout two me ago Egg

Excuse my French bout to go in
Fucked in the hall I gotta pass
I am a boss Pulled out phone
I just got paid that Digital Dash
Pussy so good
Show me

niggas is wild now

I be wearing all these labels
Now I got labels trynna sign me
You trynna hit me from your mama crib
It's a nice crib I could buy it
All