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new section with a selection of rhymes Hot to make you unwind This is time to just feel fine Well, ain't that the way it's supposed to be? Are you feeling
. Every one of niggaz strapped sippin on 'nac (Cognac) In the back, my AR-15 Thuggin till I die, these streets got me cravin thorazine My lyrics are blueprints
found me I'm lookin' around sayin' these are my friends It's a strange world my enemies are my friends More of the same street, same world, same problems
going to show you how you're causing the problem, and now I want you to be the solution. And that's what all of these songs are about, just, problem,
, why are we so afraid? We make it worse when we don't bleed There is no cure for our disease Turn a phrase and rise again Or fake your death and only
Boottee ass niggas wanna do this thug shit Flash all night but your jewels are busted We cop bottles, flocks, my motto's Benzino's 'bout to drop, and that's a problem
know things are getting hard When we see them as they are Can these qualities remain the same? Woman, feeling good about the choice I made In so deep there
five points Jonsin for another attack next wave You fake stunts that?s strictly for super Dave Sun don?t shine now kiss the ass cheeks These cats there testing lost there
drug I'd sell it by the gram Keep my composure when it's time to get loose Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice If there was a problem Yo--I'll
["The Wu-Tang Clan will rise again There are many of us, working for the good of the Wu] Tang" "Die!" *sounds of fighting are heard* Verse One: Street
school His cheeks are made of peach fuzz, his hopes may be the same But he's signed up as a soldier out to play the music game There are fake patches
it by the gram Keep my composure when it's time to get loose Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice If there was a problem, yo, I'll solve it Check
time, boy! (Ice Ice Baby) Lyrics Artist(Band):Vanilla Ice (Print the Lyrics) Yo Vanilla! Kick it one time, boy! Lyrics Yo, Vanilla, kick it one time
rap consortium There's a whole colosium Of fake rap cats Who tax human beings Just a micro-cosm Of a larger macro-problem I sit with my pen and pad Imagine
WHITE MAN "ALL YOU NIGGAZ DISGUST ME" FUCK WHO YOU ARE I DONT CARE WHO YOU ARE I'M THE ROUNDEST NIGGA DOWN HERE SQUARE WHO YOU ARE YOU WANT
me for a fool See I know how you are, I see those tricks in you Tried to make amends, there's something new Had problems with your friend, so it's me