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me, will the pain be spared when my body hits the ground
I can feel this envelope still weakening every hour
Despite all its frailty, I can’t let

We Ball

Young Thug

Wins and Losses

2017

shake your body and you still wake up
Taking perkys, man I fill my cup
The feds watching and they still might come, I'm gone
I wan' see my brother with

your ground Lisa.
L & B: We have our most outstanding fights!
Back: Outstanding fights!
Lisa: What kind of love brings such contusions?
Bart: All

the way that your body move round
I know that you wanna get down or around the town
And shake it on the ground I'm sayin
Well dance the night a way
I could

overseas, right under your nose

Lobbyists would like it if we didn't make a sound

Keep arguing about race and class while innocents overseas are shot by

a earthquake
Yeah we in the ROC gonna make the ground shake
Nate skatin' so fast he be lookin' like Frozone (super suit!)
Shootin' pucks so fast tearin' up

back bitch
Tear the branches off yo family tree
You a fan of me just to get the bands off me
Rip the helping hand right off the body
Crash the lambo
Man

Baby is you gon' ride is you gon' die for me
Who else gon' run these bands up by my side with me
I love the way lil mama buss-it back for me
Top down

Episodes

Lootpack

Soundpieces: Da Antidote!

1999

[Kazi] 
I'm down with all the illest  ain't no crabs all around me 
So put your head together  you still couldn't find me 
Where I be and how I

down make some shake (Slatt)
Wipe down a Benz, fuck her friend
She gon' eat it 'cause I win
Perc ten but I'm on my tenth
I'm so high through the cartier

up, get ya bands up
Niggas sell they fuckin' soul just
To get they fans up
Had to sit a nigga down just
So I could stand up
Had to put a man down before

fucking now
I swear Bunnie will be your ex
If I come uptown
I guess its time to go to war nigga
Stacking bodies on the floor nigga
I let the shottie

world will end
So just get down on the dance floor and let yourself go
You should have total control of your body and soul
Dancing until we tired and slow

girl
Then take, her home
Your girls, a fan
Cus I'm bout, these bands
She make, it clap
Don't use, no hands
Don't throw, no racks
She still gon dance
You

to stay up on the ground, shawty big push
Get it in from out of town, by the bricks look
Get it in, chop it down, and send it out, is what the shit took

I

Grid Iron Rap

Method Man

Tical 2000: Judgement Day

1998

fuck a mic check

Bring em round the underground, pocket full of sound
Ashes to ashes y'all niggaz goin down

Eat shit and die slow, battle ground

clips like mace
Slow it down now pick up the paste
Better move right if you ain't trying to catch a case
223's made his whole body shake
Got to watch new

hand bae
Sit it down like you never could stand me
Need a freak bitch nothing like your average
All designer when she swang in them fabrics
By them

the ground will shake as I begin to laugh
I light the candlesticks, a crucifix about to take place
The Devil's Daughter, Gangsta Boo is out to catch a case

wilding out at parties
Styling in my section
Couple thotties with nice bodies
Shake it for a blessing
So tired of counting this money
I swear my accountant

me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Yeah

So Baby, lay down
Nobody is around
Watching as our bodies
Slowly sinking to the ground
Throw away your phone
and your inhibitions too
There's

you pass it around
Come on, let's go to work
We got what'll make your body jerk
Make you throw your hands up in the air
Shake your booty and scream,

Murkin Season

Plies

The Real Testament [Clean]

2007

'Cause down here we in the middle of murking season

Stay on your porch nigga if you ain't ready to make a shake
'Cause this the home of the bodies, check

at me like they fans though (so what?)
Say what's up, shake my hand or go nuts (go nuts)
Bitches only love you when you bouta blow up
Tryna go down while