What are you listening to right now?
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BGDetroit
Master P - Mr. Ice Cream Man
Before you jump in the game, Lets get one thing understood, If your selling that ice cream, You best make sure its good...
Master P - 1/2 On A Bag Of Dank
Light ya joints, Let have a smoke off...
If you get ten mother fucker, Lets get a twenty, FUCK WHITE ZIG ZAGS, I need that brown with my weed, I mean uhh, Them swishers go good with that dank..
Dank got me comin back like im hooked on chronic, Well lets go half on a bag of dank...
Before you jump in the game, Lets get one thing understood, If your selling that ice cream, You best make sure its good...
Master P - 1/2 On A Bag Of Dank
Light ya joints, Let have a smoke off...
If you get ten mother fucker, Lets get a twenty, FUCK WHITE ZIG ZAGS, I need that brown with my weed, I mean uhh, Them swishers go good with that dank..
Dank got me comin back like im hooked on chronic, Well lets go half on a bag of dank...
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Weedguru Sensei
- Sir Toke-a-lot

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BGDetroit
Three Six - Dis Bitch, Dat Hoe
Dis bitch, Dat hoe, Let me see that pussy biatch, Ill make you rich, Put your lips on my dick let me see you blow a kiss, I can see it in her eye, Gave me the pussy for a burger and some frys, And they always wonder why, I can put them in a room and get them so fuckin high, Luda, So true ta smokin that stanky buddha..
Dis bitch, Dat hoe, Let me see that pussy biatch, Ill make you rich, Put your lips on my dick let me see you blow a kiss, I can see it in her eye, Gave me the pussy for a burger and some frys, And they always wonder why, I can put them in a room and get them so fuckin high, Luda, So true ta smokin that stanky buddha..
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Big Daddy
- Sir Toke-a-lot

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High All the Time--50 Cent
I don't need Dom Perignon, I don't need Cris
Tanqueray and Alize, I don't need shit
*censor* I'm high all the time, I smoke that good shit
I stay high all the time, man I'm on some hood shit
Give me some dro, purple haze, and some chocolate
Give me a dutch and a lighter I'll spark shit
And stay high all the time, I smoke that good shit
I'm high all the time, man I'm on some hood shit
I don't need Dom Perignon, I don't need Cris
Tanqueray and Alize, I don't need shit
*censor* I'm high all the time, I smoke that good shit
I stay high all the time, man I'm on some hood shit
Give me some dro, purple haze, and some chocolate
Give me a dutch and a lighter I'll spark shit
And stay high all the time, I smoke that good shit
I'm high all the time, man I'm on some hood shit
Get Funky Wit Yo Bad Self
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Scratch
- The Duke of Dope

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BGDetroit
Thats the only song ill listen to my fifty, Even tho hes got some wack lyrics in it, It still sounds tight.Big Daddy wrote:High All the Time--50 Cent
I don't need Dom Perignon, I don't need Cris
Tanqueray and Alize, I don't need shit
*censor* I'm high all the time, I smoke that good shit
I stay high all the time, man I'm on some hood shit
Give me some dro, purple haze, and some chocolate
Give me a dutch and a lighter I'll spark shit
And stay high all the time, I smoke that good shit
I'm high all the time, man I'm on some hood shit
Eazy E - Boyz N Tha Hood
Knowing nothing in life, But to be legite, Dont quote me boy, Cuz i aient said shit, Bored as hell and i want to get ill, So i went to the spot where my homeboys chill, The homies out there makin that dollar, Pull up in my 64 impala, Greet me with a fourty...
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Big Daddy
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- Sir Toke-a-lot

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Juicy--Notorious B.I.G
I made the change from a common thief
To up close and personal with Robin Leach
And I'm far from cheap, I smoke skunk with my peeps all day
Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way
The Moet and Alize keep me pissy
Girls used to diss me
Now they write letters 'cause they miss me
I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff
I was too used to packin' gats and stuff
Now honies play me close like butter played toast
From the Mississippi down to the east coast
Condos in Queens, indo for weeks
Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak
I made the change from a common thief
To up close and personal with Robin Leach
And I'm far from cheap, I smoke skunk with my peeps all day
Spread love, it's the Brooklyn way
The Moet and Alize keep me pissy
Girls used to diss me
Now they write letters 'cause they miss me
I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff
I was too used to packin' gats and stuff
Now honies play me close like butter played toast
From the Mississippi down to the east coast
Condos in Queens, indo for weeks
Sold out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak
Get Funky Wit Yo Bad Self
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- Weedguru Grampy

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Broken Hope- The Internal Twin
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Inside my fertile mother, the egg fertilized
And from one egg, two individuals originated
A pair of identical twins began to grow
But in an unnatural quirk the embryos fused
And I absorbed my embryonical sibling into me
From my earliest fetal stages into adulthood
His displaced cells grew as I did
We matured together in the oddest ways
Together as one we were born to be
I grew up as a freak, a walking monstrosity
A living abnormality for scientific study
Tumorous growths on and in my body cause me pain
Of dermoid origins, these tumors are pieces of my brother
These teratomas sprout across my body
As my fragmented sibling develops from my torsos
My brother lives within
Inside lays the internal twin
My stomach contains rows of his teeth
Molars and incisors grow from the organ walls
And scalp hair clumps from external teratocarinomas
His bulbous eyeballs protrude from my right temple and ear
They twitch inside misshapen sockets
Sightless they roll and gaze into black
A toothless cartilage mouth opens from my chest
Its rubbery spasms will never speak a word
And his retarded raging thoughts I hear
He bellows and cries inside of my skull
His berserk, confused substratum shrieks drive me mad
His underdeveloped brain grows from mine
And his retarded raging thoughts I hear
He bellows and cries inside of my skull
Always he has shared my vital organs
My heart, my lungs, and pulsing blood
Since birth his survival has depended on me
His nurturing has me to thank
I am sorry brother I can no longer live like this
It is time to finally set you free
Subconscious echoes as my twin horrifically scrams
The surgeons' scalpels cut him out piece by piece
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Inside my fertile mother, the egg fertilized
And from one egg, two individuals originated
A pair of identical twins began to grow
But in an unnatural quirk the embryos fused
And I absorbed my embryonical sibling into me
From my earliest fetal stages into adulthood
His displaced cells grew as I did
We matured together in the oddest ways
Together as one we were born to be
I grew up as a freak, a walking monstrosity
A living abnormality for scientific study
Tumorous growths on and in my body cause me pain
Of dermoid origins, these tumors are pieces of my brother
These teratomas sprout across my body
As my fragmented sibling develops from my torsos
My brother lives within
Inside lays the internal twin
My stomach contains rows of his teeth
Molars and incisors grow from the organ walls
And scalp hair clumps from external teratocarinomas
His bulbous eyeballs protrude from my right temple and ear
They twitch inside misshapen sockets
Sightless they roll and gaze into black
A toothless cartilage mouth opens from my chest
Its rubbery spasms will never speak a word
And his retarded raging thoughts I hear
He bellows and cries inside of my skull
His berserk, confused substratum shrieks drive me mad
His underdeveloped brain grows from mine
And his retarded raging thoughts I hear
He bellows and cries inside of my skull
Always he has shared my vital organs
My heart, my lungs, and pulsing blood
Since birth his survival has depended on me
His nurturing has me to thank
I am sorry brother I can no longer live like this
It is time to finally set you free
Subconscious echoes as my twin horrifically scrams
The surgeons' scalpels cut him out piece by piece
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