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Blowing Mary Jane
Serving Caine
Listening to Maine nTEC
Loading a TEC
Ready to step bout respect
In the shooters up in the coupe
Wanna step by they self

fever that makes me so meaner
No offense to a female dog
But you talk out your ass
When you bring up the past
No love lost
And no love spent
So we're not

Yeah
Man
Been going through a lot
Yeah
I made my mind up
Seven
I'm trying to keep it together
I'm trying to keep us together
I'm trying to make

the batty guy lie dead
Two shots dead to him chin, enemy or friend
Fake the funk, I put the junk to an end
Now who the rude bwoy wan' come test, doh?
I

Sound Bwoy Bureill

Smif-N-Wessun

Dah Shinin'

1995

guy lie dead
Two shots dead to him chin, enemy or friend
Fake the funk, I put the junk to an end
Now who the rude bwoy wan' come test, doh?
I find

and
Half of em' black tragic
Crack addicts, psychological damage
And a few dead?
Its by magic, and media stop
Tryna make me what I'm not
Just cuz I know

on that tag on yo' toe

Now who gon tell yo mother, her baby's under a cover in the morgue

Stiff as a log, sniffed out by the dogs

Son of a hard headed

Juice

Tech N9ne

Constant Energy Struggles

2013

You're free to give my man but I don't need a disk,
With the grip of tracks, it's really nothing for me to skip,
We the creed of a better breed and you

NYC Street Corner Battle

Ultra

Big Time

1996

mayn {*POP*} take this mayn {*POP*}
[thug] Take this mayn {*POP POP*} dead now!

[Tim Dog]
Here we go with some new shit, fuck the bullshit
Bronx niggaz

Never Had It Made

Insane Clown Posse

Carnival of Carnage

1992

But I'm packing a textbook
Don't fuck with me 'cause I'm going to grade three
Thank god it's lunch in a minute
Bit into my hot dog with a razor blade in

Let's Get It On

2Pac

Hot Mixx

1997

from this side to that side 
East side, West side, your side, my side
It's all about being funky man
Aiyyo give me that microphone
It's Heavy D

car got no roof
Them riders with me everywhere and all of them shoot
Probably heard some things about me, man, and all of them true
About how we came

be the same

Hair of the dog that should've been mine is dead now
It's a good mans way to get by
Keeps me awake  It keeps me alive

Guts turning

Fate's Right Hand

Rodney Crowell

Fate's Right Hand

2003

'bout The Houston kid
Po-dunk piss-chunk old dead skunk drunk
Trot/line Freddy's got his dogs in the trunk
Fate's right hand...I don't under stand

And I wonder if they'll
Laugh when I'm dead?
Why am I fighting to live if
I'm just living to fight? (You don't know)
Why am I trying to see when

a reservoir dog
Into this microphone,
Possessed by Biggie - I’m dead wrong
For not goin’ HAM on these mumbling clones
Destroying the genre I love, I’d put

Put the lead to your dome
Bitch, I'm about to empty the chrome
Got a real ass bitch, give me head until I'm dead
Until I'm gone
That's my lil' bae, she

selling to cats, man killing their dogs
The lost things that they found
The found thing that there God
Fighting over ground
But to none of us it belongs

like you
A fucking mistake

Sorry to humiliate you
But they have never felt dead like I do
Tore out my insides, left me to die
I crawled like a dog

a fourth victim
Ill leave ya brains by ya man take ya thoughts with him
The four hit him have him shaking like its autism
Everybody wanna be killers wanna be

Tonsils got me weak, shit there's dirt in my teeth
Tooth decay got me to bleed orally
My response time is horribly nonchalantly affected by energy

Amazing Grace
She super anxious waiting for a taste
Papi in the trap like Rob Base
I served my man' uncle raw base
He still feel some typa way to this day
I

progress?
I used to care about
Anyone that passed my fence
Like they'd be junkie dogs
With fucking dogs that start on kids
But now I care more that
The man

get slapped with lead,
Bet he won't say much when that man dead,
Bra I know that, that boy regret it. 
Too late now we pull up and spark it, 
If them