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Beastie boys : hold it now...

:

Cycle, gone
like...
These are connective...
Crazy. these are crazy.
You think in heaven --

d isabell :

Yo i'm
Bitches be screamin' for my
Like on my 125 [?]
A for luxuries, chickens can cluck to these
yet, we'd have to [?] these
Rhyme styles i rock all night
Devote for the [?] turn white, my insight
Is far beyond the [?]
to go [?]
I glide, homicide
europe i leave mc's drivin on the right side
The ripper, no one's
Honey
to put a [?] straight in yo shitter
Rhyme bitter, like strife
Layin' min [?] buffs in with wesley snipes
A buuncha
Fingers sticky?
You ask happen?
got tricky.

Tricky / :

sounds is like [?]
Kids are crazy, they're
You think you're in but...

d / g isabell :

meditaion
Styles be bangin' like
So yo ear to the ejaculation
Time flies and gods be makin moves
Leders of the be baggin' 2s
So lose
Why the l.a. [?]
[?]
Frontal ease w/ the
moneys,
A reppin' in his 20s
The black [?] we cards on g.p.
General purpose, my is reality
Mob mentality is the war pedigree
That me on the stool w/ the extra t's - please
Down on yo knees or squeeze
[?]
You met
The is hardcore rap
Liscensed by hilfiguzes and tricky you knew that

Tricky / :

It's like, [sumner
fff... It's i'm connecting
kids, crazy
You think you're in heaven but really in hell [repeat till end]

Stike : gonna check comin' next]