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Take It Off Your Shoulder - Hot Boys



     
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I bust you in your motherfuckin' mouth for talkin'
The beast of beasts is in here, and one of us ain't walkin'
Hope you got your boys and you strapped tight
'Cuz this 'bout to be some shit you won't like
Picture this, a fome hot, to your dome hot
I was a bitch before I drew down, now I got a new sound
You found a nigga that you though was a hoe
He's probably from your family, you married the most
Who's the B, what's the beef, my lady, she's pregnant
She's already 5 months, so we lookin' at, 0 3
My baby 'bout to touch down, man, I can't do this with a frown
Bustin' that niggas dick over my pops corner
All my people are probably wondering what's going on
Playin' a chess game, gotta keep my eye on this mate
All the way from Adam and Eve, not fuckin' Steve
I take it off your shoulder
Nigga, I'm thuggin' in the Magnolia
You better do what I told ya

Unless you want to get fuck over
Watch yourself, it's getting bad and dangerous
We makin' niggas so it's scared to hang wit' us
We show them large and they stumble back
Ridin' around every water in the chat
It used to be like that, till the driver drowned
That's niggas is doctor p, knock the niggas door down
He hit his head on bed, 24/7
I gotta deal with these niggas and bitches till 2:11
What are them niggas that are duckin' the law
Who them niggas who just shot up your car
What you call them niggas that are ready for war
What you call them niggas that go too far
Hot Boys running with kerosene running through everything
All the way to shit, you never seen
To Magnolia and back
Niggas talk 'bout me but then they never seen
Seeing them niggas in the cages
Duckin' stages, thinkin' they courageous
I'mma bust you in the head, my enemies trying to fled
C-Murder trying to come up here and murder
Some motherfuckin' claim to representin'
He ain't from the magnolia, so this shit ain't reminiscin'
This is my system like an addiction that's like fiction
My victims can't see 'cuz they bitchin'
Don't worry, I'll make them believers
When my blood pressure get high and over steamers
This week will not be cut 'cuz it's in God we trust
You niggas trying to check wit' us, we'll make it so you respectin' us
I take it off your shoulder
Nigga, I'm thuggin' in the Magnolia
You better do what I told ya
Unless you want to get fuck over
If I was in the drinker, I probably be dead right now
One of these niggas tried to bust my head by now
I'll be ridin' tonight, ain't no survivin'
Now I got my enemy drivin', and ain't despising
This nigga be seeing the bright light
And when he gets in park, end his life
2 or my people, look nigga, I'm planning
And when I see 200 keys of that sand
I'm a marked man, so I'll put that shit in your hand
I'mma be shacollin', all my niggas ballin'
Juve you buyed it, Wayne you buyed
Turk you buyed it, Slim you buyed it
Baby you buyed it, Fresh you buyed it
B.G., ballers you buyed it, you and you, you buyed it
This motherfuckin' investigation on me?
Saying they got shit on me, I'mma be kissing these allegations
They tried to torture and question me at the police station
They keep playa hatin', they keep statin'
Niggas gonna be waiting, fuck that, I'd rather take my chances
Bitch in a minute, I rearrange shit
I take it off your shoulder
Nigga, I'm thuggin' in the Magnolia
You better do what I told ya
Unless you want to get fuck over

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For the hip-hop group, see Hot Boy$

Thomas Tidholm is best known as a poet and writer. He was born 1943 and was an original member of Pärssons Sound and Harvester, but quit 1969. He made this record Varma smörgåsar (Hot Dogs) with member of Träd gräs och stenar and Arbete & fritid 1974 to almost no recognition at all in Sweden. Except that Kung Tung made a cover of the song Två blodröda segel 1979. Today this is a most forgotten piece of music that really deserves a wider spread and a bigger audience. The songs depicts a Sweden long gone with a small hotel in every little town center, the kind of longing for something different and not knowing how to find it that's been Tidholm's main theme as a poet. The music is maybe more influenced by Stones than Terry Riley but still with a real Harvester feeling to it.

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