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my dogs – icy-c

cemetery and moseleum prices county ohio
honda launches limited edition variant of brio
the emergence of a social work profession
i rep body snactchers, loyaly over p-ssion
brokedown house and my car looked funny
capital g, blastin’ off the balcony
gettin schooled and have their degrees
ain’t livin in no cottage cheese
wonderin where they get the best
why me bless this time stressed
silicon b-ss like a breast up in cali
hot shot regal illegal, like marley
a yes yes y’all, freak freak y’all
get nathan, nad now, be like total recall
kanism is is i will i was i
bustin’ on a b-tch, ditches is where it lye
it’s part and parcel of my heart that bleeds partially
i handle it off top, both hands on rightfully
hatches a creation after the thunder and lightening
pack up my belongings then it’s off into the evening
with 3 guys 1 gun and a buck 50 to shop
or just portray that life cuz it’s hip hop
chino nino to my guy lil bino from flam flawless
wanna throw me out the game, like my name rasheed wallace
won’t take fall this here is winner take all
tha solution’s begun, gotta get yall, hit yall
bang, we don’t ‘cher’ like sonny’s wife
lyrics i keep ’em dropping, non stopping
while i’m sippin’ king louis not giving a f-ck
if it’s not on mtv than my whole alb-m must suck
bullets get in between the cake and the ice cream
did you foreplay the gm, or you carpe the diem?
i can’t get to the phone, i’m unable to answer
call us peculiar, but know that we are
and when the outside world recedes from view
you hoo-bang, i hoo-bang, so we all a crew
men have been talking in, riddles for too long
the street necessary so i never leave them along
murder’s a hard job, but somebodies gotta stop it
on a scale to 1 to 10 i get 11
give that b-tch an ak let him spray yourself
you could hate me, sh-t, cause i’m lovin myself
i’ll give you a kiss for everytime you make me smile
daddy was a tyrant, still raisin’ h-ll whenever hostile

where my dogs at? bark with me now
collectin the pesos from a stage show
they just jammed the thing into my ears
i was makin’ songs while i was facin’ years
it’s the hands free, hurt you virtue
all i ever wanted to do!

he’s still every night trippin’
won’t catch me slippin
they welcome me into jerusalem
i’m so hooked, my mouth so numb
street rich young stunner, i don’t play no games
i decline stacking lines, you couldn’t give me your rhymes
and if you see this thug in the hood
grew up in a foul hood, most of my childhood
cause me myself, wanna put all of you motherf-ckers in caskets
if so, i’ma have to re-write the hook around the cuts…
she say she think i’m cheatin’ wit’ a girl named jane
it’s 2k2 and now we dealin’ with this sh-t again
shorty gon’ get it like your ready for the pole
and through that union we become a new whole
an e-f-f-e-c-t , a smooth operator operating correctly
and if n-gg-s wan’ know, what i been ’bout lately
they spoke to management, they spoke politely
cause i can’t forget about the thangs ya done for me

where my dogs at? bark with me now
collectin the pesos from a stage show
they just jammed the thing into my ears
i was makin’ songs while i was facin’ years
it’s the hands free, hurt you virtue
all i ever wanted to do!

i’m bad like michael jackson, only thing is, i’m f-ckin, though
i opened up the window slow, for the wind to blow
if they elected presidential fresh rhymes that they wrote
if ? check for lumps in your throat
i be the eastside soprano, rob marciano
con mi arma en la mano
but don’t f-ck around, she’ll give you gonorrhea
i can tell that you boys, got the wrong idea
i almost went in shock because the blood wouldn’t stop
anyway, cop a squat, got a nice spot – the rooftop
been a jacker been a hustler, been a soldier
people say i’m strange, does it make me a stranger
lost my sanity in wager always young not a ager
getting bigger than major when it comes to rhymes im a rager

where my dogs at? bark with me now
collectin the pesos from a stage show
they just jammed the thing into my ears
i was makin’ songs while i was facin’ years
it’s the hands free, hurt you virtue
all i ever wanted to do! x4

yea….thats all….dont like it?…well…thats life…where my dogs at…you here….let me here you bark.whoo

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