Produced by Sean "Little Loc C" Lackey and Johann "Mixmasta Yo-Jaay" (REST IN PEACE)

Westside Story

pRoFiT$ oF rAGe

New Fool In Town

Different Neighborhood

Horn If Ya Honkey

Mr. Officer

Spoilt Milk

Fuck Me

Number4Luck

Friday

Nuts

North Hollywood (Hell On Earth)

Tick Tick Boom

Lab Life

When The Ends Don't Meet

Drinkin' At The Bar

Fuck Life Get Drunk (Ano Nuevo)

When It Comes To Rhymes

Broke As A Motherfucking Joke

MiC2NiGhT

Faded Off The BLO0o

West Coast Offense

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Trailer Bait

You can't reason with a white this season reason 1 being
Me and all the devils double seeing trouble brewing doing but...

Nardhead Hardheads

In Tha 808

1st off fuck bin Laden and the click you claim US,
side you're gonna die for those you killed and maimed, you
claim to be a Muslim with a 13 year old wife, you
Al Qaeda pussies better fear for your life, Tali-
ban Afghanistan through your land we'll rip, bin
Laden Al Qaeda some donkey fucking bitches
Marines are coming we ain't done until there's pools of your
blood from the gunning 'cause you fools, y'all made the rules
Mullah Omar go ask Saddam how we'll leave ya bomb ya
fucked up country to pieces and you'll be deceased
PLO celebrating in the streets
They all hate us in the middle east, so fuck peace
We'll let the world know it's on for life, so let the
B2's fly tonight, ha ha ha
Taliban murdered on rocks and hills, ya fuck with
us and get ya ass killed, you know see
Get on ya donkeys when ya see George Bush
Feel the missiles F18's push, uh!
You bombed us but you fucks didn't finish feel the 
wrath of an American menace, fuckers we hit 'emup!
              
Get out the
Way Osama Lay low, the
daisy cutters just got dropped Colin Powell pass the
Mach and let me shoot Saddam in his back gimme a
tank and let me aim it at them bitches in Iraq, coward
 kamikaze murderers, Osama's butt burglars
Plane hi-jacks and anthrax won't work for ya, ya
bomb the World Trade afraid to go head up, now it's
time for firepower on you coward ass fucks, we'll turn your
family to a target right in front of Osama, turn Ka-
bul into a parking lot in front of your mama, A-
pocalypse now and tomorrow for sure 'cause we don't
give a fuck like Tupac Amaru Shakur (R.I.P.), we hit 'em up
              
Here comes the Delta Force, on course, hot on Sammy's
heals this ain't no phoney holy war all you crabs are getting
killed and Kabul smokin', you can smell the opi-
um burn while you're chokin', must be on a hero-
in high in Florida ya learned to fly, then you
burned but you cowards don't deserve to die, talkin'
'bout all ya money, in the dirt and the dust but you
ain't got no women you just fuckin' wit' us, you a
300 millionaire, fudge-packer got your
gay gangsters everywhere, Osama re-
member when we paid and trained you to fight the Russians, ya 
probably was pissing in your pants when your were busting, now it's 
all about jihad but bin Laden's a bitch, 4 
planes couldn't stop us, you just got us pissed, now it's
time for us to decimate, you AK's we got the
B2's ya love to hate, mother fuckers we hit 'em up!
From Cali to New Jerz, Al Qaeda's getting served for
those who down with 'em you'll be with 'em under dirt, mother
fuck you dirty arid nose, Indonesia, over-
seas we'll bring the pain something terrible, Mullah O-
mar is you coked-up or oped-up, we'll fuck your Tali-
ban and leave your throat cut, what the fuck is you
stupid? You sell your 13 year-old daughter to some
perv dirtbag who could be her grandfather, I
never seen a Muslim in a strip club with thick dubs who
sips suds, doin' coke, trying to get his dick sucked to 
bin Laden's homeys you don't want jihad all you
mid-east slobs get firestormed and mobbed you's a
pedophile, Kabul is a crater, O-
sama bin Laden world's biggest player hater
out to get some Chickens Al Qaeda, fuck rap I'll en-
list and join the rangers or the seals approach the scene and 
devastate your land and leave it smoked, with Saddam with a
broke nose full of coke, yo, we the mother fucking
locos, Al Qaeda better be knowing, turn ya
asses you ashes you'll think that it's snowing, y'all got
donkeys we got Cadillacs and air attacks
How long will the battle last? Mother fuckers we hit 'em up!

Al Qaeda Killaz

I think I need a vacation a vacation if,
Sanity is a disease I've had a vaccination,
Drug out a bar ace coming unraveled its a, 
Yellow brick straight jacket road that I've traveled,
Drinking problem nah shit kid I do it well,
Timmy's gonna drink himself to death and go to hell,
I'm not a celebrity I'm always on liberty,
Call me liberty I got a crack in my bell

5150 Ya better make sure

If I had my druthers Red Lobster'd be in embers to my,
Ex's new man a 45 return to sender,
Ashes to ashes but I'm already dusted when I'm,
Dust the failed lobotomy my lawyers will discuss,
Tried to sue God but they held me in contempt,
I pursued happiness they told me I'm exempt,
State Hospital for rest and rehabilitation ain't a,
Virtue but I'm drinking Old English like the patient,
Man I ain't nuts lost my mind but I found it if my,
Brain was a plane my doctor said that she would ground it,
I dont see no fog and I'm steady hitting switches it's, ridiculous I'm laughing but I ain't ticklish,
Driven to drink but never too drunk to drive,
Shit kid you do what you to stay alive Five

One Five Oh Ya better make sure

New Years resolution substituting impropriety I'm,
Giving up drinking no I'm giving up sobriety,
I try to be the man drink JD with no chaser got a,
Lady? I'll be In Diana like a Pacer,
Step and meet your maker no offers no takers,
Wanna try I'll dot your eye and leave it purple like a Laker,
Whitey can't be faded I can only fade myself like,
Days when I'm dazed I'm sticky like a painted shelf,
San Andreas to a fault and I'm shifty I,
Got more flavor than the ice cream at Thrifty's,
Even if I was sand you couldn't sift me,
KC and the Sunshine Band couldn't lift me

And it's a 5150
7-deuce road trip baby but I ain't Ken Griffey

5150

911 Call On Another Fucking Peckerwood

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