Ghost Of Fillmoe

I like your mind, your body, your soul, your figure. Catch ya, hold ya, squeeze you like a trigger. Mind full of rap gun powder, it's a habit. Shootin' like Elmer Fudd at the screwy rabbit.

Fly Like A Bird

Man I'm a coke rap spitter. A hair pin trigger. A crime rhyme dealer. Is illa but on the rilla. Spit around tornado lust. For the words. Rap it up like dope,.

Fist Full Of Dollars

yeah, you hear me spit...never on time, always late. . False dreams, and every thing's on a triple beam. its like a holiday scheme with these ends. in the car I lean.

Fears Of A Coke Lord

[verse one]. In the blink of an eye. You know your tiga can die. I'm from the land of the 22, 44, 45. Riddles and lies is something we all despise. So we look up to sky for the answer to "why?".

Falcon And The Snowman

[Equipto]. . (Yes yes yes). I infect the whole set and collect the cash. and i'm gonn' run game but respect the past. got long range, aint trippin. lets flip at the small change.

Vou Me Lembrar Do Quu00ea?

Fa Show

(Nickatina). It started out with Captain Crunch Cereal, an old turn table and a radio.. In my young mind i was the mother fuckin' Imperial.. Local drug dealers would say "Nicky i like your style keep doing it".

U00c9 Pra Lu00e1 Que Eu Vou

Eyes Of A Child

~EQUIPTO~. . WHEN I WAS LIL A CHILD JUST GOIN TA BEAT. WE WAS PLAYIN FOOTBALL IN THA MIDDLE OF THE STREET. I WAS LIKE MIKE ROSHEER. HAD THE COAST CLEAR.

Eye's Of A Child - Equipto

[Equipto]. Lil lil lil lil homie. - When I was lil a child just growing to be. We was playing football in the middle of the street. I was Mike Brochea.

Even Pimp's Get Broken Hearts

even pimps get broken hearts. i spark the line stay trivia. blow you to oblivia. to give me, a. semi auto with led. keep a rap in my head like ruboys keep a lock full of dreads.

Dowutigotta

[EQUIPTO]. Yeah, from my homies in jail, in the game to remain. It bring a tear to my eye, when thinkin' what we all became. I put it on the table when it came to my family.

Maravilhosa Grau00e7a

Dice Of Life (the Bottle)

Yeah it's a picture; yeah it's a job. Maybe that's why I do it so odd. Walk around just like I was god. Kick it so live, when I'm with the gods. Freeway strikin', and weed we lightin.

Dedicate Yo Life 2 This P

god bless every livn man out thare..... . repusenting this city.... cookiess ( back ground ). . i have mac rules. and pimp game rules. that i study all the time....

Daiquiri Factory

daquiri factory where niggas look after me. assault and battery. its sort of a tragedy. kickin it live right with killas suspended. smokin weed in the kitchen theyre so reluctant theyll listen.

Eu Danu00e7o

Da Whip

Da Whip. . -Andre Nickatina. sittin on leather thats all. better than the cow that it came from. i like to go fast i like to blow hash. you like a women 'cause you way bad.

Espontu00e2neo Muralhas

Crooked Crow

I hit these niggas with the punishment. Enemy schemes top secret like the government. So check my rep from Don King my nigga. A word from the wise don't trust that bitch.