ITT: the first lyrics that come to mind when you think lf that album

ITT: the first lyrics that come to mind when you think lf that album
>got burned once but that was only gonorrhea

M.E.T.H.O.D MAAAN

BUT AS THE WORLD TURNED I LEARNED LIFE IS HELL, LIVING IN A WORLD NO DIFFERENT FROM A CELL

>I gamed Ella, the bitch caught a Fitz like Gerald

What's that in your pants ah human feces!

ya best protect your neck

I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times side/staying alive was no jive

"GHOST.FACE.KILLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"-ODB

>Like Squidward and his clarinet

HERE I GO
DEEP TYPE FLOW
JACQUES COUSTEAU COULD NEVER GET THIS LOW

What's that in your pants? AHHH, human feces!

>Die young, gonna die young
>Someone stopped the fair...

BRING DA RUCKUS
DOING ALL THESE DRUGS IN HOPE OF ODING NEXT
TRIPLE XXX

I GOT YA

FUCK A FEMALE MC AND A POP ARTIST

PATS THE HEAD OF ANOTHER CURLY HEADED BOY

LOOK AT THESE HANDS

I'll fucking sew your asshole shut and just keep feeding you and feeding you and feeding you

BLUNT AFTER BLUNT AFTER BLUNT AFTER BLUNT

SUCKIN ON MY DING DONG

LETTING THE DAYS GO BY

...

AT THE PARTY WHEN I MOVE MY BODY
GOTTA GET UP AND BEEEEE SOMEBODDYYYYY

Here I go, deep type flow
Jacques Cousteau could never get this low

>You'll never hear me talk about
>One day getting out
>Why put a new address on the same old loneliness?