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From: core at bokeoa.com (Charles Stevenson)
Subject: Fwd: Brute Force brew-h4-h4 :  All your fsking base ( free tzunami from .gov lies)

The Black Fist, all,

Here's them lyrics I was talkin' 'bout. Don't pipe to
/dev/null... pipe to /dev/mem. And grep for "truth". Excuse any tyops
;) and also have to insmod thugslang.o if you ain't know:

Intro/Chorus:

You tell me yo' life 
And I'm 'a tell you mine
You show me yo' ice 
And I'm 'a show you mine
And don't say money
I put it all on the line
And you can't fuck wit' me becuz 
My niggaz is the grind

Verse 1: Nature Boy

Check it out
Rap stars be flexin'
All about how they livin' 
Ain't been through nothin'
Everybody G'd up and thuggin'
Cold pimpin'
O' King Pin husslin'
Knowin' half the time
Half of you cream puffs dropping dimez
Over petty crimez
And if ya ever get time
Ya get ya came hit from behind
I done flip mo' brickz
At 26
So quick
Through the click
Boy you'n't ain't shit!
Done hurt mo' thieves
Than a little bit
If the hoe choose me
That's a pimp bitch
See I know the game
And most of y'all rappers lame
Ain't never sold three o' fo' thangz
Never been a pimp
Never shot at point blank range
Y'all hoes just claim any thang

Chorus:

You tell me yo life 
And I'm 'a tell you mine
You show me yo ice 
And I'm 'a show you mine
And don't say money
I put it all on the line
And you can't fuck wit' me becuz
My niggaz is the grind

Verse 2: Pastor Troy

Okay, I'm in the mist of haters
So called Gators and cash
The only creators 
Is the niggaz that flash
And then they make this dash 
To the race thats never endin'
These niggas think they ballin'
But all I see is spendin'
And lendin' they flows 
To these groupie hoes
And takin' 'em to sto's 
And buyin' these bitchez clothes
I know that y'all know better than that!
So I'm'a play a game of return of the mac
And bring it back
Just like little Joe
Cause y'all know how niggaz do
For every bitch you want 
My nigga I got two
So shawty wooptydo if you got yo dick sucked
Nigga I got a bitch that get's a kick out eatin' nutt
Gutts ain't shit
Head is all that
Why, fuck 'n' sweat when suckin' dick's the same effect?
But yet, these niggaz don't believe in the Kid
And I'm the kind of muthafucka that say fuck the shit!
What they did
Ain't never hit the breaks in the Chevy
Because I knew
That all them muthafuckaz wa'n't ready
I was steady makin' money
Nigga fuck the date
Look at me now
Got muthafuckaz buying my tape
And I can't wait 'til Georgia State invite me to the village
Put me in the Georgia Dome 
Nigga bet I can fill it
Can y'all feel it
I swear the God the lyrics sincere
It's Pastor Troy
Nature Boy
Lay it down like this here

Outro/Chorus Twice:

You tell me yo' life 
And I'm 'a tell you mine
You show me yo' ice 
And I'm 'a show you mine
And don't say money
I put it all on the line
And you can't fuck wit' me becuz
My niggaz is the grind

You tell me yo' life 
And I'm 'a tell you mine
You show me yo' ice 
And I'm 'a show you mine
And don't say money
I put it all on the line
And you can't fuck wit' me becuz
My niggaz is the grind

peace,
core

-- 
  Charles Stevenson (core) <core@...eoa.com>
  Lab Assistant, College of Eastern Utah San Juan Campus 
  http://www.bokeoa.com/~core/core.asc

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