Drunkenstien : da da da



Beastie boys sample : hold it now...



Tricky :



Cycle, someone gone

It's like...

These kids are connective...

Crazy. these kids are crazy.

You think you're in heaven --



d pearson/g isabell :



Yo i'm dreamin'

Bitches be screamin' for my semen

Like hard on my 125 [?]

A mouth for luxuries, chickens can cluck to these

Better yet, we'd have to [?] these

Rhyme styles that i rock all night

Devote for the [?] turn barry white, my insight

Is far beyond the rhyme [?]

Soon to go [?]

I glide, hillfiguze homicide

Like europe i leave mc's drivin on the right side

The ripper, no one's hipper

Honey getter

Quick to put a [?] straight in yo shitter

Rhyme bitter, like styled strife

Layin' min [?] buffs in back with wesley snipes

A buuncha kleptomaniacs

Fingers that sticky?

You ask what happen?

Hillfiguzes got tricky.



Tricky / drunkenstien :



These sounds is like [?]

Kids are crazy, they're crazy

You think you're in heaven but...



d pearson / g isabell :



Lyrical meditaion

Styles be bangin' like masturbation

So open yo ear to the ejaculation

Time flies and crime gods be makin moves

Leders of the underworld be baggin' 2s

So fools lose

Why the l.a. [?] crews

Poppin' [?]

Frontal ease w/ the honeys

Countin' moneys,

A hillfiguze reppin' in his 20s

The black [?] we pull cards on g.p.

General purpose, my surface is reality

Mob mentality is actualy the war pedigree

That sits me on the stool w/ the extra t's - please

Down on yo knees or i'll squeeze

[?]

You met defeat

The feedback is hardcore rap

Liscensed by hilfiguzes and tricky you never knew that



Tricky / Stike :



It's like, [sumner cybercafe?]

fff... It's like i'm connecting

These kids, crazy

You think you're in heaven but youre really in hell [repeat till end]



Stike : gonna check what's comin' next]


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