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Bush Little Things

Oh, that little things that kill Tearing at my brain again Oh, that little, little, little Little, little, little Little, little, little Here come the little things

going up when coming down scratch away it's the little things that kill tearing at my brains again the little things that kill the little things that

brains again oh, the little things that kill tearing at my brains agian oh, the little, little..... here come the little here come the little, ah little things

Yo yo whassup Ice man, you look upset brother Yo man, I got a lot of things on my mind man But I don't know if I should put it on this record Yaknahmsayin

the story of our past and present situation That old bush just keeps on burning Share the hope for future learning Nobody seems to show they're learning That old bush

nigga I'm the coldest little soldier/ BIG NIGGAS OR IF ITS A CLIQUE OF you niggas believe i got somethin for ya, in the holsta In the bushes cocked,

Veni Veni-I came I saw I came and I came again that's three [Keith's rhyme] I think about you and the things you say when you rhyme Won't beat around the bush

bomb, somebody betta ring the alarm And hit the folks at the forum, let my homies off the yard I shall see the head nigga in charge Push, Bush outta

you gotta do is nibble on this little bitches earlobe Yo this girls only 15 years old You shouldn't take advantage of her, that's not fair Yo, look at her bush