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we sent him home in a box - 

But I know who I am
through Jesus Christ so I talk to you demons like dogs
Satan you coward, you molester of souls,
I

All in her mouth
My dick in her booty, we all on the couch
The cameras is out
And she say she a virgin, bitch
Shut the fuck uuupp!
I'm 'bout my bread,

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Insane Killas

Vanilla Ice

Hot Sex

2003

Shaggy 2 Dope--
Violent J, Shaggy, Insane Clown Posse, baby what
From New York to L.A.
From Chile to Greece
From New Gandhi to your momma
We gives

live by only a couple things
Always gonna dream, and always be kind to other beings
We share a space in this aerospace, if ever were there a place

On the Grind Homie

Chamillionaire

Mixtape Messiah, Vol. 4

2008

Money, now I'm in love with my credit
By the bar with they dollars I buy a building with debit
Uh, I hit that Harlem Nights, It's goin prepare the storm

by weariness, I'm lost in this experience
And it's been scary since, i fell astray from my ways
Humans turning amphibious, pools of silver too gray

Thanx

Sublime

Second Hand Smoke

1997

Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'Smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by

Thanx

Sublime

40 Oz. to Freedom [Japan 1998]

1992

Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by

people like u would plot on robbin me to
That's the truth 

I'd like to think we live in world 
That's full of peace
Sadly it's replaced 
By the ones that

for us, don't pass us no square smoke
Don't stare bro, Snapchat or IG
High-key, be low-key, don't come with yo' posse
Be dolo or plus one if we

guy like this yo berry let's Take it to the bank
Mirror Mirror On the wall see this fucken cute guy
He posses every woman just by looking into their

Yeah, who's in de mothafuckin' house?
Compton's in the mothafuckin' house!
Yeah, Compton's definetly in the house
Hey yo Ren, what we're gonna do?

[MC

My Bad Side

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Seminar

1989

toward South Shore, wrong way homey
This street's for Mix-A-Lot's posse only
Looked in his mirror saw my big gold grill
Ain't no place to run so you

Setting that food for thought G
Starchy
Fuck with your posse
My offspring your culinary offering
Sitting in the kitchen bossing
I'm every shade

the jungle like Safari
Take the jakes right on a chase in this Ferrari
Just a minor setback for a major Fucking comeback
My niggas they all on go, they stay

Yo
I don’t really got say shit ay, I only just major in majors
That’s word to the posse, this shit is all starting feel like the matrix
Maybe because

Jump N' Move

The Brand New Heavies

Heavy Rhyme Experience, Vol. 1

1992

shot
Pram, pram
Jersey
We have a little shot
Fi the bad boy
Plus we have a little shot
Pram, pram
Fi the rude boy posse
Pram, pram
Fi Jamalski

On Fire [Remix]

Tone-Loc

Loc-ed After Dark

1989

bikini
From Compton, Watts to Pasadena
If you don't seen a fly girl it's a misdemeanor
The town to astound, city by the shore
Our posse's in the house

listen up, I'll spit some fire
Talking 'bout hacking, it's my desire
KiwiBot's in my sight, gonna take it down
With Anonymous by my side, we'll wear

Sip that drank
Smoke that dank
Imma pass on the pussy if it stank
Hit them stains
Live by murder for the gang
We deep like wayans
Got them dogs major

Can't play it by the book, I'm swerving in my own lane
Think I've found my calling, signal stronger than some dope fiends
Bottled up my coke dreams,

stick by my side, you can't swim in that ocean lil nigga on hoe shit 
Shit get major like nine, I can hold my emotions my thoughts they be lonely 
Take

haters (Pain)
Do your boy a favor
Turn right to your neighbors (Pain)
We got of the majors
But still doing major (Pain)
Nobody can save ya
When Koopa bring