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and development, you be head first
Never been the type in the crowd to have a outburst
Always been a nigga there early, cause I pull out first

Stay in my line, well

has spent most other
Nights this year the building is
Hidden in a residential neighborhood
Behind a high
Automatic gate the room reeks of
Berry-flavored

Bombs Over Bahgdad

Unlinked Artist

A Tribute to Outkast: The Lounge Below

2004

livin - the fence is
too high to jump in jail
Too low to dig, I might just touch hell - HOT!
Get a life, now they gon' sell
Then I might catch you

I done cry with you
I never lie to you
You hold my head high whenever I keep failing you
2 seater the backseat wavy too
Your warm hands and touching

loud, funny
And mad cool he kept it so real
With me from the jump, like
"Stay away from all these bitch-ass
Niggas none of them are your
Friends" Him

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

exploited.
Peoples' pride and dignity is burnt in Napalm
And hand-held flame-throwers.
The poor and underprivileged are raped and tormented
By leaders who

down, they see me winnin, they stay mad at me, steady be steppin' on these niggas
Might be charged assault and battery', I'm going dumb, I can't help it,

after this verse I'll be a better nigga
Knowing I got her in her feelings make my head bigger
Sit down and count the bread with me to share a spread with

I'll do it with his words in my head
One promise for each fear
With my head held high
No matter what's inside
Oh and me you know I can't take it anymore

simple lil bitch nah nigga ian even trying to rock no Monclair
Want me to get out da way hoe but nah umma gon head stay right here
She a freaky lil bitch

needs (Jesus, Lord)

Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel

needs (Jesus, Lord)

Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel

Put It Down

Cypress Hill

Kottonmouth Kings

2005

high
Be like by bitty bye biddy biddy byebye

Put the blunt down, here's the rundown
Riding sundown slide us out the front
Ill get you high, won't

strange
Family mad i dropped out of college
I aint never been no lame
I aint no dummy i got too much knowledge
Old heads in the hood they call me

bread)
Angel tears shaped just like commas
(Stack your fucking bread)
See, I only give a fuck about us
(You head what I said)
So you better stay the fuck

Baby Girl

TQ

Perfect Timing

2003

Baby girl, she's cute, she's fine, she's sexy, she's mine
Good heart, real smart, got her head on right
Baby girl, all good from the hood
Stay

Work hard stay humble 
although you may stumble 
Lord knows it ain't fun but can't get the pain bun you 
can't let the lanes turn your head into mad

trust no bitch that post them videos that always twerk. 
And these lil cap Ass niggas stay dissing but don’t put in work.
And i don’t get it they just mad

might sound mad but I ain’t pressed too much
Especially by a scrub like you cuz I know what y'all do
And I really ain’t impressed too much
Plus another

and I'mma just gon' play
And bitches be tripping
Cause they don't wanna ever stay
Down with a nigga when a nigga's doin bad
So I get my cash and I act mad
I

and I'mma just gon' play
And bitches be tripping
Cause they don't wanna ever stay
Down with a nigga when a nigga's doin bad
So I get my cash and I act mad
I

Fight the war with my head held up
Freak my mind bout the whose and whats
When all that matters is that I mean enough
Searchin through the clues and it's

never had to run/ 25 Nearly almost died but head held high

dream
I feel like I smoke to get past things
Sincerely yours, The Mad King (Mad King)
I'm cursed in the head it's Maddening
I'm worse than the rest with