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Malignant Messiah

Mr. Hyde

Barn of the Naked Dead

2004

your mind and decide if you desire to die
By the tyrant of knives it's Mr. Hyde and I thrive
To put you dead in the dirt death acquired your cry

I

the money, never need mine
Way she movin’ got my own dancer
She gone ride the dick like she got her own Phantom
Don’t get it twisted, I just want you for

Go to Church

Ice Cube

Laugh Now, Cry Later

2006

See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler 
Yo it's either thank ya, or it's fuck ya 

[Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)] 
I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend

fuck you up
Had to disappear for a while shit got a lil' hot
Guess who's back on the block
Mr. Big Stuff laid back in the cut
One hand on the burner

I went dancing with the devil last night
Don’t get it twisted he was there by invite
He asked me questions bout my soul and desire
Then showed me how

They been fucked up 'bout Lil Black
Keep my pockets fat, I love 'em like that
(I do) get down see low game and
Crosstown and double back
Ayy Lil Kodak

down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause

Where

ugh

Over

Over

Over

OVER

Every good lie has a lil truth in it
Like every bad bitch got a lil youth in em
I get established i could get a few million

to kick it all the time with me
She steady rolling on this ride with me
Hey

Say she wanna ride with me
I tell lil mama she can slide with me(Slide with me)

Shit we global ain't it
Solo dolo wit this shit I just be by my lonely
Ion fuck wit nobody cause these folks be acting toney
Lil mama said she bout

lil shawty, you dead like a vegetable
I go undetectable, they say I need
This bitch look at me
And said I'm unforgettable
This shit ain't preventable

Yeah
Damn
Yeah
Mr take your bitch
But I don't even want her
Yeah, uh
Yeah, Mr take your bitch but really I Don't even want her
I be sipping on that

really flow it yes I really know it Its tha nigga Quelly Quel yes I got to go in
Every time I pick up on the flow lil nigga ya I know Quelly Quel that Im

'm steady focused on getting richer
You play em all like you really balls but you just dick they should call you Richard

Read the script I'm Mr. Fantastic

I'm gon' disappear, instant transmission
Say that I'm not goin' up, got it twisted
Gon' be the greatest that ever existed
I fuck with a slutty lil

what she need she wanna be Mrs. Wright
All them plays I done made
Boy I should've been in Vype
It don't take much to bag her I catch her she giggle
Come

(TJ produced it)
Ooh-whoa, oh-oh, oh
I used to call you my lil' bro, you went and broke the code
Oh, yeah
Uh (Key Gang got the keys jumpin')

brothers, two sisters
Them shortiez gots to eat
Mother's a junkie, she twisted
So all they got is me i'm the provider
With goals to do much better than my

Couldn't stop Mr. Yote in that drop top
Now boy don't get it twisted by the drill in me cusp
That gimmick only strong as how you making it up

So rest up it

Once the plastic blew
Five shots changed my whole life
Throats were slit
Niggas died by my orders when
I wrote this shit
Though we go back like wild

I'm blacker than Mr. Po
They try to come between us i'm lettin that blicky blow
XVT don't die baby, my clique the meanest
Lil shawty sneak by you

These fuck niggas keep calling me, had to change my phone

Had to slam my door, hey had to slam my door
Mr. Yellow and white gold, I'mma keep bagging

'm taking shots of purple water, lil' bitch, I ain't tipsy
I think his thot want a rich nigga and his pockets empty
Call that lil' nigga R. Kelly 'cause he

sick, twisted sadistic lil motherfucker
I'm like courage, cause I'm cowardly when I'm without my mother
I might snap, blackout and kill a motherfucker
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