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D B C Lies

they should Lies, all you ever tell are lies Lies, all you ever tell are lies Mass deception Distorting truth Your people live in lies that come from

] D.C. (c'mon) Oakland (c'mon) U.K. (c'mon) c'mon down! New Orleans (c'mon) Little Rock (c'mon) B-More (c'mon) c'mon down! Memphis (c'mon) Utah (c'mon

(Feat. W.C.) Motherfucker, you'd better break yourself... [Ice Cube] My skin is my sin, look at my complexion Section 8, erection great Balls like Ru

Planet Budtron,BSO stay on Saint Vicious pay attention let me educate I break tapper in the gut of this legislate Push em tap and I watch em slowly drain out Lies lies lies

Orleans Street Dreams Tour, I showed my ass in New Orleans Did it for Soulja Slim, brought out B.G. It's all love Bun, I'm forgivin you Pimp C You know

rewind to the top But legally I gotta show love Call me A, B and C, the answers D All of the above I attack the microphone like Jack Ripper Real for stacks

hatin' would stop, but the rumors are passin' still Sounds like that busta that plugged mo holes than mass appeal You need to stop, hatin' on The C N O T E, D

when I was younger Now I'm much older, lyrical clap MC's If you don't know by now, let me aquaint you with my steez (C'mon) I don't get on stage and

cousin's hit the 'pike I read it in the, went it's circle C-low Now all the niggaz hating C-know As we move on the D E low For our fam in jail, no stars