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Banished (beck Remix)
Villain got banished. Refused out the U.S., he ain't even Spanish. ? sock with a hole. Told Mr. Mean Streets to delay ? a pot hole bro. Too gold though in the nick of time.
Bite The Thong
Dude's doin' faster show. JJ DOOM go pop, not so irrational. You see the cash it pull? Y'all know the M.O. Vil been killin' flow since back when "It's a Demo".
Bush
Mama ain't got no cash, daddy ain't got no doe. So daddy went to my mama and started pimpin' that hoe. Man it's hard times, niggas ain't got shit. Nothin' but billy clubs to they head and they ass kicked.
Bloody War
(David Banner talking). I wish I had my pistol.. Miggas, think the south is a fad nigga.. I went back and picked up my nigga B.G.. We gon crank this mug..
Be With You
I want you to be with you. . One for the money (yes sir). Two for the show. Three for all the ladies just standing outside my door. Yelling Oh It's that Mister David Banner.
B.a.n.
Bitch ass nigga. Bitch ass bitch ass nigga. Bitch ass bitch ass bitch ass bitch ass nigga. It still sound like. You wanna do something bitch ass nigga.
Bodies
The wine is white and the lights are dim. They warned you don't go home with him. Those guilty feet will never dance again. I've been held in contempt for an incident.
Bright Lights Bigger City
I been livin for the weekend. But no not anymore. 'Cause here comes that familiar feelin'. That Friday's famous for. Yeah I'm lookin' for some action.
Bass Head Jazz
Bass head jazz. Bass head, bass head, bass head. . Bass head. Feel like I'm walkin' across the sky gettin' high on bass head jazz. Bass head. Feel like I'm walkin' across the sky gettin' high on bass head jazz.
Big Ole Words (damn)
Um hmm, okay, okay, yeah. Yeah, y'all thought I lost it. . In no fashion have I lost my passion for the pen. It's just that lately life has been a lost less inspirin'.
Bad Mutha
Well, I don't know what you came to do. (I don't know what you came to do). But I came to get this thang crunk for you. (But I came to get this thang crunk for you).
Bsp: Blue Sky Playground
Sup brotha?. We was just kids then big love big dreams and a vision of the future.. . Vs.1 (Dan). Hidden gems, Yankee hat flat brims, Shroom stems, Red Rocks, Stonehenge, adjust your lens, can' trust it, bust it, good luck kid, fist in your mouth like a Muppet, no strings attached, puppets play the role, but I stroll relaxed, in control, all facts, screw a fib, old ip ain't new to this, I diss a bitch asswith crass remarks, then get hitched, to show I'm married to these chips, doggy its hilarious, foggy out in frisco, I'm a bay boy with Dub roots, I speak truth and get gruesome on loops, tie up your boots, and pull your sleeves up, we putting in work, murk your favorite then smirk, Gip you pricks like smurfs, I go beserk jerk, The quirky kiddo, lanky height, crop brillo, i'm nice, stop your sleeping, get your dome up off the pillow, think twice before you test the professor in charge, laying in the cut, with my dog Matisyahu, what up!.
Boloss
Je veux pas de boloss dans ma life. Dans ma life, life, life, life. . Je veux pas de boloss dans ma life. . Je veux pas de boloss dans ma life. Dans ma life, life, life, life.
Back On The Scene
Here we go yo, here we go. Pick it up yo, here we go. . Back on the scene. Crispy and clean. Back on the scene. Crispy and. Slaughterhouse!. . Slaughterhouse family, ridin' like a taxi.
Bad Guy
learned at a early age what's important in life. its a game,bet your money,don't get caught in that dice. i had tony montana dreams of takin over. getting rich mixing yae,wit dat baking soda.
Baby Brother
[Sticky talking]. Let me call this nigga. Come on man; pick up the damn phone. . [Brother]. Hello. . [Sticky]. I got your pictures, damn we look just alike.
Baby Brother - Dave Hollister
Let me call this nigga. Come on man, pick up the damn phone. Hello. . I got your pictures, damn, we look just alike. A younger version of me, half my age and height.
Boy
[Chorus]. Boy [Repeat: x4]. . [Nelly]. Oh oh oh oh oh oh. So you the kang boy. How could this be boy. You gotta be blind to sell more records than me boy.
Boogie Man
On some spooky dooky shit, spooky, spooky dooky. Spooky dooky, spooky dooky. . B O O G I E M A N. You know the one who make y'all suckas wanna run. The one that make you wanna spend with your son.
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