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Backdraft
BACKDRAFT! We ain't tryin to make you cats laugh. So talk that, we stack cash (BLAST) how long will rap last. if it only had corny MC's. Arsonists settin fires three-sixty degrees, BACKDRAFT!.
Bombs On You
I will always keep my shit, underneath the surface. Because the way i flow, the mainstream don't deserve this. I'm set out to break backs on tracks, and scratch on all records that.
Been Around The World
been around the world all i see is straight bitches snitchin do anything for. that almight dolla but i aight goin holla ur pussy smell worse thin a fish.
But Not Me
but not me. . some mc's dont rap it up, hold up a front like they really gonna give a fuck, but not me. fucken it up and let it run, talkin to much like when they hold the blunt.
Box Of Lucky Charms
(A. Nickatina). My morning starts off with the chicken and the waffles. Baby say she never touched the hand of a capo. Shoot at the reflection in the mirror of life.
Boss Soss Talk
Im so extraordinary. St. John just like Walter Berry. Pinch my gift like the LA dodgers. Hold Death fine like you need a Rodgers. Talk my slang as I flash my rangs'.
Bonus Track
i smoke cannibus. check this out you better work it trick. filmoe for life with a grain of salt. a tiga like me hate to take a loss. finikey and helifikle know it aint simple.
Bobby Shaw Is My Tiga
I take a flight with my niggaz. I do it right with my niggaz. I hit the night with my niggaz. I rock the mic with my niggaz. I get around with my niggaz.
Blueberry Rain
Blueberry Rain Lyrics. Nicky:. I have to blink two times 'cause im camera shy. I dont eat ice cream or cherry pie. I make it melt man it'll be dripping of the shelf.
Blood In My Hair
blood in my hair from the wings of a hawk. though angels guide me i seem to be lost. spittin a rhyme from devious ways. all in the veins them freaks they get paid.
Birds With No Wings
You sober up punk. I do it high. I'm ridin' the wave in the shotgun that live. Baby you turnin' me on. And when you turnin' me off. I think you better take some lessons yeah, from Diana Ross.
Balla Race
Balla Race. . Chorus: 2x. you in a balla race. trying to get all in a ballas face. workin your hips at a balla pace. wanna see how sweet a balla taste.
Bakin' Soda In Minnesota
52 carat blue diamond. Rhymin', interior designin', grindin'. You can shake cheddar like me on the mic. Hit your point, hold your money when you're rollin' the dice, baby.
Bak 2 School
Man my daddy told me "Boy wen i waz your age i had to walk 13 miles to school". I said "Oh is that y u didnt graduate" (hahaha)(hell yea). . Chours. Talkin noise wit all my home boyz, Fiddin to go bak 2 school,.
Bacc 2 School
Man, my daddy told me. Boy, when I was your age. I had to walk 13 miles to school. I said, "Oh, is that why you didn't graduate?". . Talkin' noise with all of my homeboys.
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