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I'm a blowtorch with bars
You can tell by the sparks
From the depths of the earth I return to my turf
I am bloodthirsty in every sense of the word
Let

when we land
Ran thru a stack
Skatin thru Naples
I’m with the maker
He do it by hand

We stay on ten
Taking a double
These ain’t my friends
These are my

could carry tha trap till my back hurt
I'm in route, I'll come fuck with you after
I'm in route, I'll come fuck with you after
I'll still drop by and see

Get in the Van

2 Skinnee J's

Sexy Karate

2003

takes the flow
Cause we travel through minds across times across lands
So pack up your stuff kid and get in the van

It's incredible, sometimes it's

off to the stars cause that's just where I belong
Got my whole damn Familia singing to my songs
On the red carpet with my spurs jersey on
Leave behind

high as a bee
I can't stand i stand up for myself
'cause I know I'm a man

Can't stand up by myself 'cause
The lean got me dead he don't like alcohol
But

listening to the radio wena heard ya song ana thought who recorded the vocal 
No sense of melody Gargaling Hennessy 
Gassed by the squares Inya circle 
Fuck

What Happened

Dope D.O.D.

Rock en Seine Compilation 2012

2012

I act funny?
I stay braindead like I got bitten by a rat monkey

Every day I hear the same fucking BS
The same old song, you just don't progress

until I caught up

VERSE1
下笔如有神我随便写两句都是押韵
As if by the will of God, every sentences I write are rhymed
整个圈子被我吃干抹尽情
I’m the boss in this circle
不要比了嘛都太差劲

I think or am I dead wrong?
Foot on the brake at the light I don't notice
I sit and wait until the next song

Twenty hours in an old van
Up

for sloopy man

Yeah you heard what I said shoutout sloopy man
I know nigga hopping out all of them scooby vans
You don't want your homie dead nigga get

It was when I heard that song, 
Was it Van or Morrissey, 
I don't remember a single word,  
But I remember you my girl 
 
And the way you owned

bitches sing all my songs
But still hate me
Just know I was a solid nigga if they take me
Bitch I make this dough, it don't make me
Hop out a bucket just

as a trombone
Down in New Orleans
I'm still blessed by the road
Yeah the highway's my friend
I sow songs like Johnny Appleseed
Wherever I jam
I got a 4-Track mind

Have a Safe War
Written by: Van Marsalis
Verse 1:
Saw a man standing up on the corner of third and Cleveland
Waving his arms for something he

an
Rather kick box Jean Claud Van Dam
Or even get a lap dance from my Grand dad
UGH
Let me back track this was meant to be a club song
Even when I overdo it

down and they need a nap 

From beneath the mask, standing in a haze 

We laugh as another whack pop tune plays 

But not for long, we cut the song 

cnd

Aurlandsdal'n og ned te Drammen by.
Han va kjend frå Hol te Gulsvik.
Ein ekta Hallingdøl.
Spikjikjøt va'n glad i, og graut tå eigji mjøl.

"Haralanken,

M.E.N II

Bugzy Malone

M.E.N 2

2019

a prick, or are they just secret fans?
Blessed by God, fear no man
But my heart still beats when I see a police van
I was hungover
In Phuket I couldn't

'Bout That Time [Main]

Large Professor

Bout That Time

2000

It's 'bout that time
Woo, yeah, aha, aha, you know
Yeah, word up

Come on, lights, cameras, action it's on
Straight outta gate with another hot song

There is a price to pay
For everything you gain

Deutschland Deutschland raise your hand
I'm the poor 'casian, man tan more land
White man steal your

the fans
Like a passenger van
And have em lifting they hands Up
Like Hercules
Until then I’ll be in the marathon
Till then I’ll be penning out the songs like

neglect another gray sky
Take another trip to Van Nuys and stop at Best Buy
To see if the record I wrote has sold enough
For me to just fade out and let