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& hammer 
Shawty poppin p* on the table where yo table manners 
F* her on the sheets got her on top of the kover 
She a super freak never f* without a rubber

Story of my life, I'm a storyteller
Take a seat, l'ma tell you the 
Greatest story ever told to man 
It's 
Orchestrated by the LORD, Most High
And it's

Cheer Up, It Might Never Happen

Carter the Unstoppable Sex Machine

Post Historic Monsters

1994

Cheer up, it might never happen
Drive-by shootings on the streets of Clapham
Jackboots booting right across the map
And daddy's gone 'a looking

once, I prolly fuck tonight
Even though I say my prayers I grip that rubber tight
Slow emotion, purple potion, double cup of ice
We be on some go

Pervert

Tonedeff

Archetype [CD & DVD]

2005

'round with mirrors on the tops of my shoes/
So, don't get lazy, ma - I can tell if it's bushy/
Now, Peeping Tom's a pussy, no need to hide or be pushy/

Caucasian, iPhone, purple weed, r­edbone
Hood rich, pimp shit, fas­t money
No slip
Hemp paper, Bob Marley, raw­ filters
For the tip take this bag it

yeah, yeah

Perová bunda na sebe, yeah, mám ľadový swag (Swag)
Pri sebe mám shit, za ktorý by som šiel sediet
Perová bunda na sebe, yeah, mám ľadový

Midwest Swinging

Big Ward

Vol. 1: Family Input

2002

and countin', dirty six at will
Did seven on the slide, 8 worldwide
I'll be on my third bentley by the time i'm at 9
I hear 'em cryin, "you gon' sell out" ya

my head is feeling dense
Bury it out back with a shovel by the fence
Laying brick an mortar with cement
Over my head again just like taking a sedative

Yeah, bitch I was waitin' on her That quick bitch, you bitch
That needle to your arm, nigga That rubber band on it
Go so, you a bitch Slice

Będę jeździł i zawijał Jeździec bez głowy
Jak Jaś Mela na szczyt wejdę nawet bez nogi
Jak Tom Riddle mogę pisać niezauważony
I w tym jest problem spory

PEACES
My killas trained to shoot when they see a head nod
You a square bob look like Uncle Tom
Flexin wit dem chains you gone get yo ass robbed
Got yo

call me Buddha meditating
Pettier than Tom ticking like a time bomb
Feel it in the rhythm mixing chaos with the calm
Getting lost in translation with all

From the Amish
Knowledge in the hand
Of a prophet
You flow terrestrial
My rhymes super cosmic
Characterized by a bunch of lies
I don't feel
Sticks

Malone 
And the Social Club Band
Bob Luhr was in the house
We had a St. Louis jam
By the end of the night 
I had me a job at BB’s
700 hundred south

cheat wit that F&N
Glizzy f i'm a put some f's on the rims

She a slim shady hoe i call her eminem
Tom brady with the hoe i passed her to my friend
Can't

Quarantine
 
Had to grab a mask and I know how it look
Judge me by the cover, I'll become the book
Switches half a rack, now I'm hella shook
Can't bear

Won't help you get down with the kids
Back up to Luton with you, Tom

I didn't get the education to escape a proper job
When all I ever wanted was to be

wspak wyszukany jakiś przekaz

Dj Feel x na deckach Kaliber 44
I Eminem na kasetach i Bob Marley z Marry
I jak Tom z Jerry'm gonił mi się rap z ragga

back that ass up and bounce
My fist
A Kilimanjaro by the way I keep rocking it out
I been the one
After that nigga get stupid don't know how to count

one came back again

A lavish recycling trip
A delicate receivership

The granting of new jobs
Flesh covered thing-a-me-bobs

Head shots by dead shots

what I'm bout

I bet (I bet)
That Katie can make your bitch back that ass up and bounce
My fist (My fist)
A Kilimanjaro by the way I keep rocking it out

rila mihloti
I blow by blow ni khome tihosi
Lexa ka Bila madoda xi nghozi
Ni chongola Joni ni wa hi xikosi
Vo tala va sala va ni vitana boti
Ni ba

I probably got a Monet
You can have it on the cheap
I got Millet by the million
It's more than I can keep
So you really better buy 'em or
I'll toss