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Bitch I won't do you gentle
I'll destroy your dental
Til your teeth resemble Portsmouth
Snatch you by all your tresses
Leave you beat and breathless

bandages (piss you off)
Back hand slap a nigga five finger sandwiches
And we'll just split your cap in the suede niggas had crack managers (crack)
Slang

forever
So make up a believe that cares for you
And think of it as true
So the gene that makes your body
Feels warm and lucky

I
Will die
By time
Passing by

Strawberry Roan

Michael Martin Murphey

Cowboy Songs III

1993

earnin' a dime
When a stranger steps up and he says
I suppose you're a bronc rider by the looks of your clothes
I says guess your right there's none I can't

skatin' sippin' forties
With Bayani on the nano with a Microsoft recorder, yeah

Swan dive down my mama up at Swedish
Hit the hill the first day

- cover your face
You're in the wasteland waiting for the end of the day
Sink in this abyss and think about all the lies that you're told by the sick

(Lil Steezy):
cndre bro, stop talking all your shit
cnd say it to my face, you fat pussy

(cI):
We love Steezy

(Lil Steezy):
You a bitch bro (yeah

down by law and I know my way around

Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!

A castle in the sky, one

on ya toe
Face mask when I'm off of my rocker its mask on just to stay on the low
I keep me a forty on me and that bitch always ready to blow, if I tell

aint neva had snake eyes
Ace high feel like I am the one still
Knock a nigga down send a nigga the slump vill
Streets so cold cant feel my face
Niggas

just boo hoo
Wine all the time instead of stay on your grind
Looking sour in the face like a lemon and lime
My damme fine as some wine and she packin'

Stars in my eyes[00:15.40]A toxic cleanse comes to take me[00:17.60]Chemical burn[00:19.82]My skin moves without melting[00:22.00]Psychotic

for every dollar
We're the change
You're the status quo
Grab a plate
Eat up
I'm seeing that look in your eyes
And I'm feeling your fire
And I think it's

Mykel Hawk the rap master and I’m faster than your five G’s
The talk is that ******** will splash like the high seas
I’m barking with laughter

You're having trouble sleeping again
Liturgy rolling around in your brain
Midwest medicine don't stop the pain
Bury your eyes in the cotton

But I

tucking a 40 and left with a body
He bumped in my shoulder and did not say sorry
I looked in his eyes and I thought bout my glory
Cause I'll make a movie

Before my eyes, reflected a sight stained crimson scarlet
Beneath the sky, stretching for 40 thousand more miles ahead

The push and pull as we both

this shit, man
ILLTOWN
I been on my shit, I ain't gotta lie
Already 40 up, a nigga ain't gotta drive
500, four dealers, I don't gotta try
500, by next

Yesterday's Child

CPR

CPR

1998

in recent times
Drinking down the breath of brothers

And you might think that it's your world and the rest of us
Should fall away
In forty moons

Perfect Gentlemen

Slightly Stoopid

Everything You Need

2003

to the highest bidder but Chris Rock
said, 'There's no sex in the champaigne room'
Forty grand, looked into her eyes, I saw tears falling
down, type of tears

Lets face it you're beautiful
Your looks could take the crowd by storm
We'll forget just what you want
Repaint your past
So its remembered all wrong

witnesses
I'm eat dirt at the Grammys nigga
My chair lifted
Question mark what
Question mark who
Ghost face sorry i just stole your Mark 2
A machine at best

You made me

The face of an angel with a warm and honest smile
Your small dainty hands fit perfectly in mine
I wish I had the luxury of staying here for

Snake Charmer

Rainbow

Ritchie Blackmore's Rainbow

1975

Old hollow eyes
Got no ties
Walking by the light of the moon

Hey shiny boots
With strings and flutes
Rising like a crazy balloon

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