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We Did It (skit)
Yeah. We did it.. We did it.. We did it.. We did it.. We did it.. Yeah. Hate to sound like a broken record, but. We did it.. What else we gonna do, huh?.
Weight Scale
(Todays agenda). riding with them sodomy sisters. Pistol on hip, hip to your pistol,. the day I bow down to a bitch will. Be the day I throw a bottle at Rihanna inside of a strip club.
Ya'll Ready Know
Yo yo, yo yo, yo yo, yo yo, just remember. This your man Royce Da 5'9". This your dude Crooked I. Man, Jump off Joe Beezy. It's Joell Ortiz. . Ya'll ready, ya'll ready, y'all ready know, Slaughterhouse.
Wack Mc`s
[Intro: sample of Boogie Down Productions' "My Philosophy"]. Rap is like a set-up, a lot of games. A lot of suckas with colorful names. I'm so-and-so, I'm this, I'm that.
Walk Of Shame
You gotta go, you, you gotta go. You, you, gotta go, you gotta go. Down the way. You gotta go, you, you gotta go. You, you, gotta go, you gotta move but I wanna.
Throw That
She strips. To get tips. Those lips and those childbearing hips. I'll throw this, I'll throw this dick on you, girl (girl). I'll throw this, I'll throw this dick on you, girl (girl).
Truth Or Truth
I'm stressed out so much I'm like, "Why stress it?". Am I selfish for asking myself. "Would you rather count money or count blessings?". Now that's a wild question.
The Slaughter
[Royce Da 5'9]. Fuck that, backpacking in a field on, who the fuck wanna get it on, get shitted on, for ten minutes long ?. [Freestyle Battle]. Battling in the same shirt and slept in.
Throw It Away
She strips. To get tips. Those lips and those childbearing hips. I'll throw this, I'll throw this dick on you, girl (girl). I'll throw this, I'll throw this dick on you, girl (girl).
The One
[Chorus]. Sex, and drugs, and dirty money. On the race to rule the world, you. Cut your teeth on fame and diamonds. Your time is up now. Three, Two, one.
The Other Side
I paint a smile on my face. But my minds in a different place. . They only see the light, but look behind the camera. And then youll find an answer on the other side.
Sound Off
You herbs we merged, we're an alliance. We fight fire with flamethrowers, why would you try us?. We an outfit, equivalent to voltron's. That boy crooked I is equivalent to four arms.
Sun Doobie
You get more for your money when you fuck Mr. Porter. . As long as I got my pen, I don't need a friend,. We got ears that we each lend each other,. My brother just hollered at me at ten.
See Dead People
You are now listening to arrabMUZIK. . I, I see dead people. I, I-I see dead people. I, I-I, I see dead people. I, I, I see dead people. . [Royce Da 5'9":].
Slaughterhouse
[Joell Ortiz:]. I define gutter, everytime I rhyme I climb up another notch. Hip hop got my spine smothered. But I'll be fine brother. My mind hovers above all you jive suckers.
Put Some Money On It
Yeah, Don Colito flyin' out a Tito. The further I get the ground look more mosquito. Dutch burnin', other hand big Mojito. I don't mean Dorito when I say (put some money on it).
R.n.s.
Once upon a time in the projects, yo. I'm at a cee lo game and my dice hit 4. That nigga rolled a 3 but I ain't get my dough. My hammer got a red light on it but I let that go.
Saydatthen
You got something on your mind nigga?. Say dat then. . Well let me say it without worrying if my label OK it. When Weapon Waist wildin' out, man give him room.
Pray
Lord. Please continue to guide, direct, and protect my niggaz. From the world, and from themselves. . [Chorus]. Lord can you please shine that light on your sons.
Psychopath Killer
I guess you could consider it poetry. But with me it started out with just words just words. They started looking like puzzle pieces so I started. Connecting them to each other 'til they started to resemble blank canvases.
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