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But I'm just grateful I've
Always had hip-hop
Right by my side to help get
Me through the hard times
Turn my pain into gasoline
I'm gonna reclaim every

Thugg Niggaz

Geto Boys

Da Good Da Bad & Da Ugly

1998

Or speak about it too much, you gon' die by the sword
So think about it, do us an injustice, you know time flies
Life, I can't trust it, so I stay high

you are
Still doing you
It never worked out
But it never stopped you
All I know is every time
That your lips are parted
Right behind my back

the small talk
She said I've been waiting all this time
To look into your eyes
Just put your lips on mine
I promise everything will be fine
She said if you're

the small talk
She said I've been waiting all this time
To look into your eyes
Just put your lips on mine
I promise everything will be fine
She said if you're

line
Blurred by her desire to know my dick's size
See there's something in our skin's contrast that gives rise
To long fought taboos
But maybe this time

spoke
You bedevil the egg that you whip at the yolk

Well, have you got something more to say?
It's black and white at any time of day
Come out from

With her beautiful smile

Time, Time goes by 
And I, I can't seem to Find,
 Find a way to your heart

When You, You give me a smile
It makes me feel

death till I decide you're through

If you think you’ve killed me,
I still write every scene

“Tick tock goes your time.” 

Entropy; Disdain
Carving black

on the lips was forbidden, I was on it
She curvy, then shorty was cornered, no worries
For the naughty, it was higher performance, or was it really?

Weekend Woman

Weezer

Weekend Woman

2017

Your walls are painted green
Our vines have intertwined

Was this your parting gift?
Black eye and bloody lip
Ten years from now I'll still remember

Living in a work could be oh so magical
Never gonna happen dude
Money is a classic mood
Bought to you by you, and you, and you
Time to move, I gotta prove

Masticated by the Spasticated

Gorerotted

Only Tools and Corpses

2004

chips

By the time they're done there'll be no one left around
Just a special bus full of mutants geeks and downs
We'll be beaten tender so we taste real

by their side
These are the demons that
Passed through my life
That killed me over a thousand times
I don't run I don't flee I don't fight
I don't make

of sorrow
Concerto of pain
Soaked in a forty bottle
I was trapped in the rain
Heroine for veins
Coke for nostrils
And liquor in liter bottles
Weed for black

yelling to the Lord help us for Peeps Sake
Ego on ten but you softer than a cheesecake
Lip service is what you give when it's time to get down
That's why

Smacking that is all that I wanna do to you

So come on over, baby girl
Let me give you a ride a ride
Let me kiss your sweet lips
You know that I'll do

the moment when you
Touched my lips the first time with your
Lips that have the unlikely power to
Make me feel well cared for for a
Moment that is brief in

matter fact in the '96 I'm also
Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times shit
Niggas be on some black on black crime
Shit and I can't let it slide cause I'm

my heart
And never more here
Every way is the same way
Every time is the same time
Don't stop you to rewind
Only beyond you can find
Black is not

She wears a little black dress
When she calls your name
She strike a match
cnd set your love aflame
She got lips that poison all she tastes
She got

went she
One half the form of a maiden fair
With a jet-black mare's body

And loud long and shrill he blew
Till his steed was by his side
High overhead

at the station
I ride every train

But the song skips and dies
On my lips
The man in black taking back
What is his

The song was only mine
For a time to sing
Now I

On Big Pun's back
Black fat bitches was washin' on my dishes
And using my large stick on her
Lips like my cum's chapped
I love Jews but I hate faggots