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I suck that dick

Then I lick

Then I get sick

I do not have a chick

You hear that click

And you dead my nigga
The one thing hate

is when people post a stream that's bait

The only one I rate

is preds stream, he's a mate
I shot up my school

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Roses are red,
Violets are blue,

Nice tits
(Fuck all you hoes) Get a grip motherfucker.

Yeah, this album is dedicated to all the teachers that told me
I'd never amount to nothin', to all the people that lived above the
buildings that I was hustlin' in front of that called the police on
me when I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughter,
and all the niggas in the struggle, you know what I'm sayin'?

Uh-ha, it's all good baby bay-bee, uh
It was all a dream
I used to read Word Up magazine
Salt'n'Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousine
Hangin' pictures on my wall
Every Saturday Rap Attack, Mr. Magic, Marley Marl
I let my tape rock 'til my tape pop
Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock
Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack
With the hat to match
Remember Rappin' Duke, duh-ha, duh-ha
You never thought that hip hop would take it this far
Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight
Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner
Peace to Ron G, Brucey B, Kid Capri
Funkmaster Flex, Lovebug Starsky
I'm blowin' up like you thought I would
Call the crib, same number same hood
It's all good

Uh, and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh


You know very well who you are
Don't let em hold you down, reach for the stars
You had a goal, but not that many
'cause you're the only one I'll give you good and plenty


I made the change from a common thief
To up close and personal with Robin Leach
And I'm far from cheap, I smoke skunk with my peeps all day
Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way
The Moet and Alize keep me pissy
Girls used to diss me
Now they write letters 'cause they miss me
I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff
I was too used to packin' gats and stuff
Now honies play me close like butter played toast
From the Mississippi down to the east coast
Condos in Queens, indo for weeks
Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' 5 karats in my baby girl's ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
Considered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school
Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood
And it's still all good

Uh...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga


Super Nintendo, Sega Genesis
When I was dead broke, man I couldn't picture this
50 inch screen, money green leather sofa
Got two rides, a limousine with a chauffeur
Phone bill about two G's flat
No need to worry, my accountant handles that
And my whole crew is loungin'
Celebratin' every day, no more public housin'
Thinkin' back on my one-room shack
Now my mom pimps a Ac' with minks on her back
And she loves to show me off, of course
Smiles every time my face is up in The Source
We used to fuss when the landlord dissed us
No heat, wonder why Christmas missed us
Birthdays was the worst days
Now we sip champagne when we thirst-ay
Uh, damn right I like the life I live
'Cause I went from negative to positive
And it's all...

(It's all good)

...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh
Uh, uh...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga
Uh...and if you don't know, now you know, nigga, uh

Representin' B-Town in the house, Junior Mafia, mad flavor, uh
Uh, yeah, a-ight
My name is Lel.
My asshole smells......

pretty good
just like it should.
Roses are red
My dick is blue
If your window is open,
I'm gonna rape you!
S A D R A P 4 2 0

Ever since I met her
I thought we could be together
poetically inclined to sing whatever is left to measure
mystically declined in regrets that sever the remains of the treasure
let's just say she's the one that made me feel something,
let's just say I was the one that gave her myself until I had nothing,
I wish I just forget her
I thought things could've been better
pathetically I sit here crying over the person who doesn't care
collectively I sit here dying over the person who doesn't care

I thought I was the one she said,
"Oh I'll never leave you, never ever until I'm dead!"
The lies was built like a wall, I can call her Donald Trump
you know what she did with my feelings; threw it in the dump
I wish I had the ability to let go
but there's a chance that she'll fulfill her promise, I know
what promise is there if it's already broken
it's like a reminder of myself, I feel my emotions will never been open
so what can I say now with what I'm hopin'
it's death on the door waiting for us, all the shit we're copin'

maybe in the end, it wouldn't even matter
maybe in the end, you wouldn't act like the one with the dagger
maybe in the end, you wouldn't act like the one that's bleeding
that's it, Dan on the mysterious road because he's sure as hell don't know where it's leading.
War. And war some more.
War. And war some more.
No one knows,
What it's for,
War. And war some more.

The images seem
To rule the day,
War and Generals,
All the same,
All the answers,
Seem so lame,
All our reason,
Gone insane.
War. And war some more

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