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    They call me Mister Lamborghini
    See me, believe me, we be
    Hittin themem twistes
    Ya'll can’t believe these crazy SV’s big wings
    Verde Ithaca, bright green
    Ferrari Scuderia
    F1 quick click and see ya
    Hot shifting at 60 mils
    And a prancing horse in the fender shields
    Maybe you’ll see us
    Cars and coffee raise up off me
    Poppa might get an Enzo
    Or black Phantom with the smoked out windows
    599 is fine
    To 60 3.5
    Swoop through scoop your daughter
    Got a 4-5-8 on order
    And my cars got miles, garage queens, that’s your style
    LP 560
    Batman grey with the ccb’s
    And the LCD’s
    Flash the peace signs cause you can’t catch these


    We love these cars, I keep my right foot planted cops can’t stand it
    We love these cars, turn off my phone, hear these tones
    I love a car, I like to whip it, I love a car I like to whip it, I love 'em
    We love these cars, keep my suspension stiff I never drift
    We love these cars, this whip it clean, watch me sheen
    I love a car, I like to whip it, I love a car I like to whip it, I love 'em


    I ain't no collector, you drive them thangs and I might respect ya
    And even know I’m getting older I ride my shit and holluh **** you posers
    (rent-a-car-rappers) **** you posers, (iced out wheels), **** you posers
    Hood long, big coupe but it still’s got balls
    Murdered out black Ferrari six twelve skag parties
    Out at Tom’s house, he got the big white Phantom chrome mouth
    Try to catch my crew, **** us?, **** you too
    Porscha CGT big pimping at the RTC
    Clicked up whipped up
    Picking up D-cups, chicks up
    The sound of Mikes Gallardo
    (noise) sometime I follow
    Northwest Auto Salon
    Clean the whips, shine em & gone
    And Benchmark makes it pound
    Yall should hear this ****ing sound


    We love these cars, I keep my right foot planted cops can’t stand it
    We love these cars, turn off my phone, hear these tones
    I love a car, I like to whip it, I love a car I like to whip it, I love 'em
    We love these cars, keep my suspension stiff I never drift
    We love these cars, this whip it clean, watch me sheen
    I love a car, I like to whip it, I love a car I like to whip it, I love 'em


    Carbon fiber, guts fat, SLR in matte black
    Couple that with a GT 2 and finish my garage with a drophead coupe
    My LP 640, doors up when I’m acting naughty
    What you know about a Veryon, Bugatti shakes the body like heroine
    Can you **** with a SSC production shit hittin 260
    And the Yankees come with the Corvette CR1
    GTC, nothing flows like a droptop Bentley
    CL63, 22s on a MBZ
    And out everyday an R8, hit the spot and they hate
    Aston Martin DBS interior blessed
    And even when I'm low key
    I'm in a fat S class on the HRE
    65 AMG, push start and **** the keys


    We love these cars, We love these cars, I love a car, I love a car
    I love 'em X 2


    We love these cars, I keep my right foot planted cops can’t stand it
    We love these cars, turn off my phone, hear these tones
    I love a car, I love a car, I love 'em
    We love these cars, keep my suspension stiff I never drift
    We love these cars, this whip it clean, watch me sheen
    I love a car, I love a car, I love 'em


    We love these cars, We love these cars, I love a car, I love a car
    I love 'em X 4

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    Hello from a Little Shop of Horrors
    Ski mask like a Phantom of the Opera
    Go cold like the land of Chicago
    Child soldiers sprayin' the chopper
    But you don't give a ****, that's them though
    'Til a peasant put a pistol in your window
    You ain't really need that chain
    You ain't really need that ring
    You ain't really need them thangs
    Snow on The Bluff showed up
    With the slums in the city blown up
    Now the white folks showed up
    Everything bought sold up
    Niggas assed out, niggas po'd up
    Politicians so corrupt, sold our black ass out
    Really ain't color, my brother
    Here in Cabbagetown they put they white-ass out
    Truth been told, I'm out


    [Hook: Killer Mike & El-P]
    He in here, me in here, we in here
    Don't get captured
    No cryin' here, just do your dirt and disappear
    Don't get captured
    Then lay it low, take it slow and reappear
    Don't get captured
    Return to us victorious, smoke pounds of kush
    Don't get captured


    [Verse 2: El-P]
    Good day from the house of the haunted
    Get a job, get a house, get a coffin
    Don't stray from the path, remain where you at
    That maximizes our profit
    Is that blunt? Oh well, hell, so's this boot
    We live to hear you say "please don't shoot"
    A pure delight, c'mon, make my night
    When I file reports what's right's what I write
    Snuff films air all night 'till your last sane thought take flight
    What a great sight, what a job, what a good life
    The more we act wrong the more we are right
    And who exactly gon' stop what we got?
    We don't argue, we are not calm and impartial
    Some call it work, but it's more like an art
    We just paint the walls with your heart
    And we better not catch you


    [Hook: Killer Mike & El-P]
    He in here, me in here, we in here
    Don't get captured
    No cryin' here, just do your dirt and disappear
    Don't get captured
    Then lay it low, take it slow and reappear
    Don't get captured
    Return to us victorious, smoke pounds of kush
    Don't get captured


    [Outro: Killer Mike & El-P]
    Don't get captured
    Don't get captured
    Don't get captured
    Don't get captured
    Don't get captured
    Don't get captured

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    Smoke from the loosie drift
    Hold it like a crucifix
    Blow from the nose I'm a dragon to a gnome
    Got a average of bein' excellent the median just dope
    Like the ratio of heroin to laxative that's sold
    Authorities have spoken, demanded your pure devotion
    Get magnetized to the ground while the falcons of murder close in
    I chose to go guano, y'all know, kinda bat shit
    The bright lights of ****ery stuck in me automatic
    I’ll tea bag a piranha tank, heart barely beatin'
    A wild one who’ll swim like directly after he's eaten
    While holding a toaster oven that's plugged with a fork in it
    Cause death by electrocution's like life in New York, isn't it?
    Shoulda been a dentist, mom said it
    Pain's the way that my craft expresses
    Born in a little shop of horrors that I can't even afford to rent in
    Where's the exit?
    Wanna talk shop I can chop it up with exacto touch, whats the rush?
    Autograph skin flaps, tag em up
    I don't brag enough you defacto suck
    A lotta you new to the El Producto milieu
    Kinda like “**** is you?”
    I'm a little black spot on a sun of lies
    But I'm not too high to say I'm the truth
    I line the booth to catch blood like a Bateman
    Nathan sacred I’ll mace a play pen
    Jewel runner ***** make the name stick
    Not for sale but I'm takin payments


    Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
    (Everybody doin’ it)
    Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
    Everybody doin’ it
    Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
    (Everybody doin’ it)
    Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win


    I’m fly as a pegasus, that’s no embellishment
    I’m here to pain the whole game, where the Excedrin
    Good pussy, good marijuana that be my medicine
    And I’m a mixture of MJG and the Weathermen
    A revolutionary bangin' on my adversaries
    And I love Dr. King but violence might be necessary
    Cause when you live on MLK and it gets very scary
    You might have to pull your AK, send one to the cemetery
    We overworked, underpaid, and we underprivileged
    They love us, they love us (why?)
    Because we feed the village
    You really made it or just became a prisoner of privilege?
    You willing to share that information that you’ve been given?
    Like who really run this?
    Like who really run that man that say he run this?
    Who who really run that man that say he run this, run run run run this?
    Like who really fund this?
    Like who really fund who say he fund this?
    Like who in the world gon' tell Donald Sterl who to put on the “you can’t come” list?
    Now don’t be silly
    Who the **** gon' bully me if I got a billi?
    If I got a billi and the ***** recording me I’m like who cares
    What I wouldn’t be is on TV stutterin' ta-ta-talkin' scared
    So the question is when Don’s at home with that traitor ass ***** alone
    Who’s that voice on the side of the phone that shakes and rattles his bones?
    Could it be the man behind the man behind the man behind the throne?
    Gone


    Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
    (Everybody doin’ it)
    Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
    Everybody doin’ it
    Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
    (Everybody doin’ it)
    Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win


    Everybody doin' it


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    I hope (I hope)
    I hope with the highest of hopes
    That I never have to go back to the trap
    And my days of dealing with dope
    So I, I only spit fire and dope
    So later on you can go quote
    My lines to your people and folk
    And they say damn (damn, damn, damn)
    That boy be spitting that pressure (pressure)
    And he be smoking that pressure (pressure)
    And he smart as a professor, yes sir
    25 lighters on dresser, pound of that pressure
    Sittin right next to, next to
    Next to a book and a gun
    Ballot or bullet, you better use one
    One time for the freedom of speeches (speeches)
    Two time for the right to hold heaters (heaters)
    Just skip to the fifth if the cops in your house
    Close your mouth and pray to your Jesus
    Ask why cause the Devil a lie (lie)
    So I stay holy and high (high)
    May never get rich, but I never *****
    'Cause I made it here by and by


    [Hook: Killer Mike & Joi Gilliam]
    My my, y'all
    I coulda died, y'all
    A couple times I took my eyes off the prize, y'all
    I know a few people pray for my demise, y'all
    But like cream, I had to rise, I had to rise, y'all
    Who am I, y'all
    I coulda died, y'all
    A couple times, I took my eyes off the prize, y'all
    I know a couple people pray for my demise, y'all
    But even birds with broken wings want to fly, y'all


    [Verse 2: El-P]
    RTJ
    You're gonna need a bigger boat, boys, you're in trouble
    Aye, gonna need a little hope, boys, on the double
    Aye, you muckin' with a G here, see, talk to me
    Or maybe listen to the man that barely dodged his own lobotomy
    Pop the tape in, baby, we got shit we wrote for you (for you)
    Came from feeling what a pure absence of hope can do
    Only to leap through flaming rings and break the nose of crews
    Still in their wings'll be them darlings, hope they've broken you
    Yeah, they better hope that
    I'm a full force and a cold fact
    See the cold floor where I licked dirt
    When the dough dried and the pride died
    Had a dumb max, had to shop right
    Gimme two meals and the lights on
    I'ma do right, get a new crew
    Make a new life, never boo hoo
    Never lose sight, I'm a voodoo
    With a burst heart from an old soul
    Better stop, drop when the squad's hot, we don't stop a lot
    We don't talk a lot about it, we just pop it off a lot
    I'm high, man, I'm a cosmonaut
    Scream, "**** 'em," 'til they lop our bloody noggins off
    I promise y'all


    [Hook: Killer Mike & Joi Gilliam]
    My my, y'all
    I coulda died, y'all
    A couple times I took my eyes off the prize, y'all
    I know a few people pray for my demise, y'all
    But like cream, I had to rise, I had to rise, y'all
    Oh my, y'all
    I coulda died, y'all
    A couple times, I took my eyes off the prize, y'all
    I know a couple people pray for my demise, y'all
    But even birds with broken wings want to fly, y'all


    [Outro: El-P]
    R-T-J..!
    R-T-J..!
    R-T-J..!
    R-T-J..!

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    A little toast to the no ones
    With a nod to the masses
    To the ones with the riches
    From the ones who the rags fit
    A little smoke for the gone boys
    A little nod to the spirits
    We're still here runnin' round screaming
    They're still here pointing and laughin'
    Don't walk away when I talk
    I'm tellin' you
    Turn around mister
    I got a permanent bop
    Who the hell do I think I am not
    And I'm twice as hot
    As about half of hell
    I get lighthouse lit up
    Get down, Diduck
    The boy got a barracuda bite
    You can tell


    [Verse 2: Killer Mike]
    Got hope for the living
    Got prayers for the dead
    In the sky got whiskey and rye for the voices in my head
    Got kush for the pain
    'cause the world is dangerous
    Driven great men insane
    Anchor themselves with angel dust
    Somewhere between love and lust
    A nut get bust
    And a baby get made
    It seems that trouble trouble us and follow us
    Like all our days
    In every holy book it says we suffer that's what it is
    So riddle me this from the womb to the tomb why do
    We fight to live


    [Hook 1: EL-P]
    A little toast to the no ones
    With a nod to the masters
    To the ones with the riches
    From the ones who the rags fit
    A little smoke for the gone boys
    A little nod to the spirits
    We're still here runnin' round screaming
    They're still here pointing and laughin'


    [Hook 2: Killer Mike]
    Got hope for the living
    Got prayers for the dead
    In the sky got whiskey and rye for the voices in my head
    Got kush for the pain
    'cause the world is dangerous
    Driven great men insane
    Anchor themselves with angel dust


    [Verse 3: El-P]
    You say you wanna be my leader
    I think you wanna be my God
    You say you on the side of the righteous
    I say I'm gonna hang with the wrong
    There's truth where the filth is
    There's lies in the law
    You want a whore with a white dress
    I want a wife in a thong
    You love fear and division
    I don't **** with your symbolism
    I don't give a **** about power
    I'll pluck an eye out a pyramid
    Cut a ear from a mouse hat
    Go Van Gogh on a house rat
    Find another mind to devour
    Mother****er I'm really not hearin' it


    [Verse 4: Killer Mike]
    A pope is a fraud
    A church is a lie
    A queen is the same damn thing
    You should pray to your fake god that she die
    God really exists, I tell you, like this: it reside inside
    And anybody tell you different, just selling you religion, tryin' to keep your ass in line
    I kill my masters
    I mentor none
    That means when I die, that's it
    My style is gone I'm a one of one
    One half of the great RTJ
    Defeated the odds went to war with the gods
    Earned all our scars and came back straight


    [Hook 1: EL-P]
    (RTJ)
    A little toast to the no ones
    With a nod to the masters
    To the ones with the riches
    From the ones who the rags fit
    A little smoke for the gone boys
    A little nod to the spirits
    We're still here runnin' round screaming
    They're still here pointing and laughin'


    [Hook 2: Killer Mike]
    Got hope for the living
    Got prayers for the dead
    In the sky got whiskey and rye for the voices in my head
    Got kush for the pain
    'cause the world is dangerous
    Driven great men insane
    Anchor themselves with angel dust


    Angel Dust
    Angel Dust

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    Polo to the floor though, you already know doe
    It's Adamsville for real, you see it hoe, just take a photo
    I'm reppin' as I'm fo' door with a fo'-fo' on your bro though
    'Cause that dodo thought that he could rob a player for some dough tho
    I (pff-pff-pff-pff) oh no, on some Allen Temple
    On some England manor, I'm so Mysty' Valley
    And I gotta couple pounds yesterday outta Cali
    And my bad ***** from the Valley brought me brand new Bally's
    And I'm playin' with a new American dream, Dusty Rhodes
    Man, she been ridin' clean since her daddy rode on vogues
    I done ****ed her in every hotel and every hole
    I ain't ****ed her with my wife, but if she meet her she might be a go
    Ric Flair, Ric Flair flashy, *****, don't I look dashin'?
    ***** don't I look classy, *****, don't act so sassy
    I'm the, I'm the man boo, that's with or without you
    To hell with what your mouth say, show me what that mouth do


    I hear 'em talking hella reckless, I won't even stress
    Just kill 'em softly with my presence, won't even address it
    They say it's lonely at the top, but this the best shit ever
    Hey don't you see me out here shinin'? ***** I'm barely flexin'
    I hear 'em talking hella reckless, y'all won't even stress this
    Just kill 'em softly with my presence, won't even address it
    They say it's lonely at the top, this the best shit ever
    And even if we die today this shit gon' live forever
    Live forever (yeah)


    Daddy Fat Saxxx with three X's, **** niggas hit the exit
    No S is on my chest but all these diamonds got me blessed
    Usually I don't do this, dumb it down, go stupid
    Since 17 been countin' M's, my bank account's on Goofy
    They say Cosby gave 'em roofies, now who knows what the truth is (what?)
    Chicago's full of shooters, my garage is full of hoopties
    Got that Southern drawl and all that
    My pretty rose look like ball-bats
    The South got somethin' to say
    And all y'all niggas can't get y'all ball back
    If I ain't a hot boy then what it is, call Sax
    Daddy Fat in it y'all, never fall back
    Like clocks in the wintertime
    We stay eating like it's dinnertime
    Been feasting and chiefing and blowing big
    But it ain't no reefer round
    We don't know the meaning of drought
    'Cause we keep it so wet, boy swear now it's been a while
    Just speaking in general
    While there is no formidable
    Opponent or/and nigga that want it
    Pure uncut, never step on it
    Line for line, dope when you want it
    Mine the kind to give a nigga hope
    When they down and out
    Nigga dig a hole so deep, ain't no climbin' out


    I hear 'em talking hella reckless, I won't even stress
    Just kill 'em softly with my presence, won't even address it
    They say it's lonely at the top, but this the best shit ever
    Hey don't you see me out here shinin'? ***** I'm barely flexin'
    I hear 'em talking hella reckless, y'all won't even stress this
    Just kill 'em softly with my presence, won't even address it
    They say it's lonely at the top, this the best shit ever
    And even if we die today this shit gon' live forever
    Live forever


    Live forever
    Live forever


    Yo hoe, listen, just like I turned Coco
    My vision is pimpin', you already know doe
    So go hoe, stroll hoe for the po-po, that's my logo
    Fo' sho hoe, pogo, get-get down on the flo' hoe, flo' doe
    Yo hoe, listen, just like I told Coco
    My vision is pimpin', you already know doe
    So go hoe, stroll hoe for the po-po, that's my logo
    Fo' sho hoe, pogo, now get down on the flo' hoe, flo' doe
    On the flo', get down on the flo' hoe
    On the flo', on the flo', get down on the flo' hoe
    On the flo', on the flo', get down on the flo' hoe



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    Wow thanks Colm me and John won't put up any more techno dance tunes got the point


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    Jesus no I love dance music
    a music thread is for posting what your listening too Gary

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    Quote Originally Posted by SCOOBYCOLM View Post
    Jesus no I love dance music
    a music thread is for posting what your listening too Gary
    Seriously only pulling your leg

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    Quote Originally Posted by Gary sti View Post



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    Think I still have this one on record... Whopper!

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    Quote Originally Posted by bang View Post
    Think I still have this one on record... Whopper!

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    All coming out of woodwork now a few classics there had them going in work today on job forgot how good they were have to say few tunes lads get some amount done bit of crack though good old days alright

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    it only takes one or two to admit it that they love old school ,see ive encountered like im some sort of a scanger if i listen to old school techno ,trance, italian house)))))))))))) ,or 2 pac, biggy,snoop drake ,but music is music i love it i realy love tears for fears ,the police ,men at work ,prince ,new order, depech mode ,the cure
    bethoven 7 symphony 2nd movement ,bach unaccompanied chelo ,air (french band)



    im delighted to hear that there is a few lads here who enjoy oldschool
    8 mins 20 seconds or 186,000 miles a second

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    "Expander" with a twist

    Man this tune still gives me the tingles!


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    [Sample: Ronald Reagan]
    Our government has a firm policy not to capitulate to terrorist demands. That no-concessions policy remains in force, despite the wildly speculative and false stories about arms for hostages and alleged ransom payments, we did not, repeat, did not trade weapons or anything else for hostages, nor will we

    [Verse 1]
    The ballot or the bullet, some freedom or some bullshit
    Will we ever do it big, or just keep settling for lil' shit?
    We brag on having bread, but none of us are bakers
    We all talk having greens, but none of us own acres
    If none of us own acres, and none of us grow wheat
    Then who will feed our people when our people need to eat

    So it seems our people starve from lack of understanding
    Cause all we seem to give them is some balling and some dancing
    And some talking about our car and imaginary mansions
    We should be indicted for bullshit we inciting
    Hand the children death and pretend that it's exciting
    We are advertisements for agony and pain
    We exploit the youth, we tell them to join a gang
    We tell them dope stories, introduce them to the game

    Just like Oliver North introduced us to cocaine
    In the 80's when the bricks came on military planes

    [Sample: Ronald Reagan]
    A few months ago I told the American people I did not trade arms for hostages. My heart and my best intentions still tell me that's true, but the facts and the evidence tell me it is not

    [Verse 2]
    The end of the Reagan Era, I'm like 'leven, twelve, or
    Old enough to understand the shit'll change forever

    They declared the war on drugs like a war on terror
    But what it really did was let the police terrorize whoever
    But mostly black boys
    , but they would call us "niggers"
    And lay us on our belly, while they fingers on they triggers
    They boots was on our head, they dogs was on our crotches

    And they would beat us up if we had diamonds on our watches
    And they would take our drugs and money, as they pick our pockets
    I guess that that's the privilege of policing for some profit
    But thanks to Reaganomics, prisons turned to profits
    Cause free labor is the cornerstone of US economics
    Cause slavery was abolished, unless you are in prison
    You think I am bullshitting, then read the 13th Amendment
    Involuntary servitude and slavery it prohibits

    That's why they giving drug offenders time in double digits
    Ronald Reagan was an actor, not at all a factor
    Just an employee of the country's real masters
    Just like the Bushes, Clinton and Obama

    Just another talking head telling lies on teleprompters
    If you don't believe the theory, then argue with this logic
    Why did Reagan and Obama both go after Qaddafi
    We invaded sovereign soil, going after oil
    Taking countries is a hobby paid for by the oil lobby

    Same as in Iraq, and Afghanistan
    And Ahmadinejad say they coming for Iran

    They only love the rich, and how they loathe the poor
    If I say any more they might be at my door
    (Shh..)Who the **** is that staring in my window
    Doing that surveillance onMr. Michael Render
    I'm dropping off the grid before they pump the lead
    I leave you with four words: I'm glad Reagan dead

    [Outro]
    Ronald Wilson Reagan
    Ronald Wilson Reagan
    Ronald (6) Wilson (6) Reagan (6)
    Ronald (6) Wilson (6) Reagan (666)

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    I hope (I hope)
    I hope with the highest of hopes

    That I never have to go back to the trap
    And my days of dealing with dope
    So I, I only spit fire and dope

    So later on you can go quote
    My lines to your people and folk

    And they say damn (damn, damn, damn)
    That boy be spitting that pressure (pressure)
    And he be smoking that pressure (pressure)
    And he smart as a professor, yes sir

    25 lighters on dresser, pound of that pressure
    Sittin right next to, next to
    Next to a book and a gun
    Ballot or bullet, you better use one
    One time for the freedom of speeches (speeches)
    Two time for the right to hold heaters (heaters)
    Just skip to the fifth if the cops in your house
    Close your mouth and pray to your Jesus

    Ask why cause the Devil a lie (lie)
    So I stay holy and high (high)
    May never get rich, but I never *****
    'Cause I made it here by and by

    [Hook: Killer Mike & Joi Gilliam]
    My my, y'all
    I coulda died, y'all
    A couple times I took my eyes off the prize, y'all
    I know a few people pray for my demise, y'all

    But like cream, I had to rise, I had to rise, y'all
    Who am I, y'all
    I coulda died, y'all
    A couple times, I took my eyes off the prize, y'all
    I know a couple people pray for my demise, y'all

    But even birds with broken wings want to fly, y'all

    [Verse 2: El-P]
    RTJ
    You're gonna need a bigger boat, boys, you're in trouble
    Aye, gonna need a little hope, boys, on the double
    Aye, you muckin' with a G here, see, talk to me
    Or maybe listen to the man that barely dodged his own lobotomy
    Pop the tape in, baby, we got shit we wrote for you (for you)
    Came from feeling what a pure absence of hope can do
    Only to leap through flaming rings and break the nose of crews
    Still in their wings'll be them darlings, hope they've broken you
    Yeah, they better hope that
    I'm a full force and a cold fact
    See the cold floor where I licked dirt
    When the dough dried and the pride died
    Had a dumb max, had to shop right
    Gimme two meals and the lights on
    I'ma do right, get a new crew
    Make a new life, never boo hoo

    Never lose sight, I'm a voodoo
    With a burst heart from an old soul
    Better stop, drop when the squad's hot, we don't stop a lot
    We don't talk a lot about it, we just pop it off a lot
    I'm high, man, I'm a cosmonaut
    Scream, "**** 'em," 'til they lop our bloody noggins off
    I promise y'all

    [Hook: Killer Mike & Joi Gilliam]
    My my, y'all
    I coulda died, y'all
    A couple times I took my eyes off the prize, y'all
    I know a few people pray for my demise, y'all

    But like cream, I had to rise, I had to rise, y'all
    Oh my, y'all
    I coulda died, y'all
    A couple times, I took my eyes off the prize, y'all
    I know a couple people pray for my demise, y'all

    But even birds with broken wings want to fly, y'all

    [Outro: El-P]
    R-T-J..!
    R-T-J..!
    R-T-J..!
    R-T-J..!

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    Smoke from the loosie drift
    Hold it like a crucifix

    Blow from the nose, I'm a dragon to a gnome
    Got a average of bein' excellent the median just dope
    Like the ratio of heroin to laxative that's sold

    Authorities have spoken, demanded your pure devotion
    Get magnetized to the ground while the falcons of murder close in
    I chose to go guano, y'all know, kinda bat shit
    The bright lights of ****ery stuck in me, automatic
    I’ll tea bag a piranha tank, heart barely beatin'
    A wild one who’ll swim like directly after he's eaten
    While holding a toaster oven that's plugged with a fork in it
    Cause death by electrocution's like life in New York, isn't it?

    Shoulda been a dentist, mom said it
    Pain's the way that my craft expresses
    Born in a little shop of horrors that I can't even afford to rent in
    Where's the exit?

    Wanna talk shop I can chop it up with exacto touch
    Whats the rush?

    Autograph skin flaps, tag em up
    I don't brag enough you de facto suck
    A lotta you new to the El Producto milieu
    Kinda like “**** is you?”
    I'm a little black spot on a sun of lies
    But I'm not too high to say I'm the truth

    I line the booth to catch blood like a Bateman
    Nothing sacred, I’ll mace a play pen
    Jewel runner ***** make the name stick
    Not for sale but I'm takin payments

    [Hook: Killer Mike]
    Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
    (Everybody's doin’ it)
    Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
    Everybody doin’ it
    Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
    (Everybody's doin’ it)
    Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win


    [Verse 2: Killer Mike]
    I’m fly as a pegasus, that’s no embellishment
    I’m here to pain the whole game, where the Excedrin
    Good pussy, good marijuana that be my medicine

    And I’m a mixture of MJG and the Weathermen
    A revolutionary bangin' on my adversaries
    And I love Dr. King but violence might be necessary
    Cause when you live on MLK and it gets very scary
    You might have to pull your AK, send one to the cemetery

    We overworked, underpaid, and we underprivileged
    They love us, they love us (why?)
    Because we feed the village
    You really made it or just became a prisoner of privilege?
    You willing to share that information that you’ve been given?

    Like who really run this?
    Like who really run that man that say he run this?
    Who who really run that man that say he run this
    Run run run run this?

    Like who really fund this?
    Like who really fund who say he fund this?

    Like who in the world gon' tell Donald Sterl who to put on the “You can’t come” list?
    Now don’t be silly
    Who the **** gon' bully me if I got a billi?
    If I got a billi and the ***** recording me, I’m like who cares
    What I wouldn’t be is on TV stutterin' ta-ta-talkin' scared

    So the question is when Don’s at home with that traitor ass ***** alone
    Who’s that voice on the side of the phone that shakes and rattles his bones?
    Could it be the man behind the man behind the man behind the throne?

    Gone

    [Hook]
    Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
    (Everybody's doin’ it)
    Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
    Everybody doin’ it
    Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
    (Everybody's doin’ it)
    Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win


    Everybody doin' it
    Everybody doin' it (doin' it)
    Everybody doin' it

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    Why you always all on my back?
    Why you gotta do me like that?
    Why you gotta act like a ***** when I'm with you?
    Baby girl I'm blue

    Because you treat me like shit
    I paid for the bed and never even slept in it
    I paid for that crib and never stepped foot in
    And now somebody else is eating all the pudding
    Things change, now my dashboard wooden
    All black Benz, like a young Doc Gooden
    Dark shades, cause I'm stone crazy
    Girl, we grown, stop playing on my phone, baby
    All your childish attempts to make me angry fall short
    Which only fuels the rage you have, because you have nothing
    Understandable, I'm shining brilliant with five Brazilians
    There were times I used to hide my feelings
    Now I'm butt naked in the Lamborghini
    And mother****ers can't see me
    Wait 'til this chick see me on TV, I make the shit look easy
    Who would've thought I hit you right back?

    Why you always all on my back?
    Why you gotta do me like that?
    Why you gotta act like a ***** when I'm with you?
    Baby girl I'm blue

    So many women wanna call me baby
    And you wonder why the **** that I ain't call you lately
    Some would say that I'm the symbol for *** and uh
    Others would hate, but I don't give 'em no breath
    Go on a date, I'm at the crib with the chef and uh, that's me
    And you could order whatever
    The specialty is white snake and underwear sauce
    You could probably catch me somewhere where the sun is next
    And I understand that's only cause I'm popular
    I'm getting topped off in the front row of the opera
    As Bocelli sings the celly rings
    I gotta go, you'll never know how good it feels to lay in bed with king
    I'm not exactly flawless, but I'm gorgeous, just like a horse is
    I know the thought of me succeeding makes a lot of people nauseous
    Still I'm on the back of the boat taking pictures with the swordfish

    Why you always all on my back?
    Why you gotta do me like that?
    Why you gotta act like a ***** when I'm with you?
    Baby girl I'm blue

    I hope you get a paper cut on your tongue
    From a razor in a paper cup
    I hope every soda you drink already shaken up
    I hope your dreams dry like raisins in the baking sun
    I hope your titties all saggy in your early 20's
    I hope there's always snow in your driveway
    I hope you never get off Fridays
    And you work at a Friday's that's always busy on Fridays
    I hope you win the lottery and lose your ticket
    I hope it's Ben and Socrates poop all up in your kitchen
    I hope the zipper on your jacket get stuck
    And your headphones short, and your charger don't work
    And you spill shit on your shirt
    I hope your tears don't hurt, and I can smile in your face
    Cut my losses, how Delilah changed my locks to a fade
    I hope you happy, I hope you happy
    I hope you ruined this shit for a reason, I hope you happy, igh

    Why you always all on my back?
    Why you gotta do me like that?
    Why you gotta act like a ***** when I'm with you?
    Baby girl I'm blue

    La la la la

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    Praise the lord, I was born to drive boat
    Feeling like Slash in front of the chapel
    I'm leaned back with the Les Paul

    Shit I smoke is like cholesterol
    Spilled dressin' on the vest at the festival
    The best of all, had a midget Puerto Rican at my beck and call
    Best believe that there was neck involved

    ****ed around and almost wrecked the Saab
    Uh, we took acid for ten days straight up in the mountains
    Started running with the stallions
    Playing frisbee in the West Indies, did the tango with my kidneys
    Eyes open, now I know just who my kids need
    Rockin' very loose pants, yeah
    Rockin' very loose pants, yeah

    Buried a million in the sand, by the clock tower
    Before I die, take a hot shower

    [Hook 1]
    Ride the Harley into the sunset
    Ride the Harley into the sunset

    Ride the Harley into the sunset
    Ride the Harley into the sunset

    [Verse 2]
    By chance I seen her in the lobby of the Ritz
    With her man, the one that swings a hockey stick

    I was wearing all white, and my hair was looking precious
    Shit, I might cop a chest and a dresser
    A little machine to make espresso
    I heard your ***** still wears Ecko
    Hide drugs behind the box of De Cecco
    Live from the Expo, it's me
    I wear the wolf in the winter, steer the coupe from the center
    Who gives a ****, I'm a sinner
    I had dreams of ****in' Keri Hilson in my Duncans
    Woke up naked at the Hilton with a ***** that look like Seal's cousin
    Bite the eel by the dozen (Got to take it for the team)
    Bite the eel by the dozen

    [Verse 3]
    Pump the bass in the trunk, shit rattled like a baby hand
    Except this toy cost 80 grand

    And I'm crazy tan, from all the places that I've been
    Just from writing words with a pen

    Tell the pilot "Land the plane," on Roosevelt and Main
    Put a jacuzzi on the seven train
    And lay John Coltrane play with that cocaine face
    I know your crabs from that Old Bay taste
    The brass band was seven pieces, my *****'s name is Peaches
    We got twin Mac elevens with the features
    Shit you barely got sneaker money
    So much **** in their mouths, that's why these mother****ers speaking funny
    You need to speak clearer dear, 'cause I can't hear ya
    (I can't hear ya)
    You need to speak clearer dear, 'cause I can't hear ya


    [Verse 4]
    The Magic Johnson of the game
    These lames don't want to play with me

    Smile on your face, but I really know you hatin' me
    I know you mad, cause I'm sick, and it's plain to see
    It's me


    [Hook 2]
    Ride the Harley into the sunset
    Ride the Harley into the sunset
    Ride the Harley into the sunset
    Ride the Harley into the sunset
    Ride the Harley into the sunset
    Ride the Harley into the sunset

    [Guitar Outro: Curt Chambers]



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