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"Misery" lyrics by LLOYD BANKS
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[Verse 1: LLoyd Banks]
Spendin' This Cake like I'm Hoopin' I'm a Basket Case
Guardin' the Bank is a Long shot with Masking Tape
This my fuckin' Year Dog New Niggas gon' have to Wait
Bad Bitches and adresses, A Bachelors Fate
My shades Seven, My Chain Dumb, My Jacket Eight
Racks on the peddle yellow Bezel cause it match the plates
Banks Stick and move Boy, you blockin like winky wright
I'll have her on the sink with a wink nigga you blink she pipe
Jewler Got my neck, Wrist, and pinky bright
Shorty you ain't thinkin' like I'm thinkin' you ain't thinkin' right
Picture Me summer time wheelin' chrome huntin' something pretty down with the killa dome
Different women every night but I'm still alone I don't need the she-say fuckin' up my chillen zone
Two doors and jewels Half a million Shown, get her in the villa and I'm feeling on her silicone
That girl ain't shit if he knew he probably split a bone
Married so she mops me off in the car when her nigga home
Wet and wild groupie lovin in the tub bent countin' so much money up I dun rubbed off a thumb print
I'm about a buck pimp soft leather tough bent I'm a trip to the movies every one in the club went
I'm cookin' up a plot to get the guap brought my enterprise in the spot then set up shop

You niggas playin' I'm just sayin' you ain't gonna get no help out here you make the bed you lay in
Niggas tried to push me out I'm a make my way in sour D and Kush me out and I'm stayin'
You know there ain't nothin free if you here then you payin' you really shouldn't fuck with me
If you stare then I'm sprayin' misery loves company so we gonna put your name in
Once a snake always fake no explanin'

[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]
Everybody's petty for the feddi you get buried
Ain't nobody worried we done been to hell and back
Boat plane helicopter let my sole propeller track
Niggas barkin' hardly flossin'just a soldier selling packs
Cult full of lyricists killin' shit I'm the mastermind
'99 prepared buzz here like I traveled back in time
Everybody rappin' like they ridin' I'm the traffic bomb
Tick tick boom on ya playa, who you passin' on?
Sure to pass 'em when I beat it I ain't greedy either
Send Mac slip the lil' homies DVD it
G's by the 40 got ya shorty actin' naughty
League full of shooters that's lookin' to score before me
Bitch you know I'm sporty jewelry gaudy when you saw me
Only swim with the cap it ain't mine take me to Maury
The goons got love for me pop the stories out ya baldy
Hope it's worth a mil' maybe more when you record me


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