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[Thirstin Howl III]Thirstin Howl, LoLife FoundersAnd to be a deck of eight, spit shine my throneI make a cell, look like homeSuave wrath, and all thatCame home, wearin corp craftStayed clean, started bidden as a babySewed a Polo patch on my stay-greensIn the yard, don`t matter who didn`t like meWore Polo frames on my Riker`s Island I.P.Strip search - watchWhere you hide your ox when you buttnaked in the boxKeep locked music, segregated housing unitsDon`t carry the icepick if you ain`t gonna use itJail, manners, homemade, magnumsWhere you thugs become homo madamsRobbed at randomIn the court pins with me, sneakers my size you ran themHandle beef by the pound, I ain`t loudI`ll wait to stab you `til we line up for chow[LoLife Founders - different member on each line]LoLife Founders!Thou shalt not steal but I - STOLE!Ran up in Sac`s with two gats that I - STOLE!Snatch Kangols, bankrolls, gold - STOLE!Crashed a car on the FDR that I - STOLE!Sixty `Lo hats, fifty slacks I - STOLE!Always had a welfare ho that - STOLE!The same day I came from jail I - STOLE!On Park Ave. in a Jag I - STOLE!Knocked out the guard by the door when we - STOLE!We took a dollar van on the rush when we - STOLE!Civilians cameras watch me but I still - STOLE!See me on the train witcha chain I - STOLE!In New York we - STOLE! New Jerz we - STOLE!N.C. we - STOLE! Philly we - STOLE!D.C. we - STOLE![Thirstin Howl III]I`ll break your jawboneGot the fast hands; take all Guess and Polo we - STOLE!Before drama, whatever we end this asMy pride ain`t in my pocket, it`s in this bagWhether guns or pussy, I KNOW WHEN TO PULL OUTMy Puerto Rican hair never needed Nu NileIf you could walk in my shoes, you could sleep in my graveMy Brooklyn style, Big Daddy Kane, Dana DaneIf I was jumped, by niggaz thirty deepI`ll grab one, and make sure they MURDER meOnly death is promised, as you knowBut all my baby mothers, fightin at the funeralKeep the beef, in Brooklyn, for BiggieIf Ms. Wallace tell us we`ll burn down our city!Drank Old Gold, for breakfast, with discoTimberland boots, bring back forty pillowsYou not a thug or a murderer - MURDEREROnly a big baller - if you got a hernia!It`s bout the, DOLLA, it`s not an, OPTIONToo official to wear Troop or CapOneSnatched by his throat, chokedSlapped Freddy Kruger, cause his sweater, wasn`t `LoForty-two steep - sound like, thousand feetThrew empty forty ounces off a, balconyUnderstanding, knowledge, wisdomHold up Puerto Rican flags - in the name of BIG PUN!

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