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fucked anybody i wanted to.
I was, however, gang raped by a blues band in an old
school bus. That was pretty
horrible. There were only three of them.
I
understand that it's a thug thing, and in the middle of thought
I'm interrupted by Shallah Raekwon
[Raekwon]
I need my money, Meth, going on about them
think I thought that I was ready swimming
JustJ to be the man loved by these mortal women
If I was more than I had ever visioned
Would yo eyes be
Homie is wet like Atlantic
I'm building a house in your attic, ohhh
Wearing the gold like it's Magic
I need it, I think I'm an addict, ohhh
Flying
weirdos wouldn't act so cavalier
We all know that the game has changed
It's crazy out here and rap's got a bad name (get 'em)
Think about it, what if
the gun or by the rifle
Think they got a reason that ain`t really sure
The death toll rises more
It`s trife the way some live life
I love rap, I like
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2:
with the gang gettin' cake
Ain't breakin' up, I'll give you some space
Tellin' your friends that you done with the boy
Stop by the cabin, I know you
like when Obama get in
Missiles aimed at yo' building
Like Osama livin
"Fuck 'em all" is what I'm
Screamin from that Mase' seat
(How About Some Hardcore)
thought by now that you have learned your lesson
I'm stressin' points and slammin' all the joints you call the real shit
Correct shit, you know the bust
and gentleman
You do have Kenn Starr in the house, Asheru
Talib Kweli...
[Kenn Starr]
If it wasn't for the way that we live
Too many single mothers raisin'
182 BPM, got me swerving up at 3 AM again
In the whip going 122 in the Benz with my friends (Yeah)
Atlantic Coast Highway but I don't know where it
wit me
By dis time day know that dat K wit me
I swear I stay high den a maple tree
I smoke all my weed outa maple leafs
I caught my 1st case down by
it's time to shake it up
Rappers and routines, that make bricks
[Sticky Fingaz]
And you couldn't make me forget about, where I came frome
And even if I
Think about your future baby
They will live in a world that's no longer worth living in
They'll ask you 'why did you make me'?
But of course it'll be
and my wife Hilary! No one had to know! You didn't have to go
tell everybody, now! Ken Starr's on my case and ... bringin' up all
that Linda Tripp
I'm, everyday I'm, everyday I'm hustlin'
Who the fuck you think you fuckin' with? I'm the fuckin' boss
Seven forty-five, white on white, that's
the grass so I mow them over twice
Got to think about it twice all my wrongs got a right
Even if we're stuck in a box tell the lame's kick rocks
No keys with
going off I ain't talking about the bar
One two three
I didn't think I could make it to my car
One two three
Guy shot me in my fucking leg
One two three
I
buggin, you remember "Watch Me Now" by Ultramagnetic?
Oh of course dog, my favorite joint though was Gang Starr
What's that joint? How's that joint go?
we get beat up, BY THE COPS
But that can't stop, the kids are so HIP-HOP
Roof to roof top - dropped; the eight count
DEAD! Dead on arrival, forget
(Rainbow Starr)
And it's Emma Frost on the track
It's the same person what you know about that
Because you gotta DIY when you're a trans girl
Because
dream of company surrounded by liberals
If you're a revolutionary and make it to 40 it's nothing short of a miracle
I think about Lembede, I think about
Why thank you
(pick up jack please don't eat that glass my friend)
(Have you heard, about dear Blanche?)
(Got run down by an avalanche) No!
(oh
.jpg/310px-Ringo_Starr_and_all_his_band_(8470843180).jpg "Ringo Starr & His All Starr Band")
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