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, please protect my spirit from the danger And I know you said you would strike down apon the With great vengeance and curious anger But don't attempt to poison your brother Was it nothing
its a emergency cowards tried to murder me From hood to the 'burbs, everyone of you niggas heard of me Shit I'm legendary niggas scary and paralyzed Nothing more
hoes Man, its gotta be cause of the dough, its got to be cause of the dough Cause the game sure wasn't like this before, it wasn't like this before [Verse
cold, livin' without you The nights are long, I'm growing older I miss the days of old, thinkin' about you You may be gone, but you're never over (Verse
I describe, the way I feel Fuckin' great man Ok, let me see How could I begin [Verse 1:] Locked in mariahs wine cellar all I had for lunch, Was red wine more
dis is what they got to tell So dem see we moving up front Burning de Alaska with de big blunt Stepping up more faster And no punk can't pull stunt
this one more time Everything will be alright alright Bring it in bring it in what? bring in..the verse.. Listen up cuz there aint nothing funny I
suburbs.jackoff} (The clowns stick this knife in ya Face) ({Motherfucker, Have a Taste}) [Verse three: Jump Steady] In Detroit doing time, time being done Without not another solution Without nothing
motherfucker that betrayed your homeboys and you ain't shit Yeah, you about to get your motherfucking ghetto pass revoked, motherfucker Punk-ass mark, bitch-made Punk
can't rock this and that. Its 2004 still kickin down the door, 9 years later people askin for more. Come holler at a G it's the D.L.O.C. There's no one in the world more
[Intro] Levanta, Levanta [Verse 1: Waqas Ali] Once giving is always got you know Once hit ain?t always hot we know Homie out here because I?m here fasho
Lemon or lime it don't matter to you slumps Man that sound real good Taste good too Punk A double shot into ya cup'll get you crunk Too much more when
the whole zone The Likwit Crew is on the microphone Let it rain brother (3x) Xzibit do your thing Verse 1: [Xzibit] You get permanently put on your
luck to ya They know you're off the hook and you're soon to bleed My reputation states that I kills with speed More drama than a rap verse You'll
