So Ashy feat. Ashy Larry Written by: The Ashy L Bowz Trips We keep it ash-e like Arthur, in the stew make art like Martha flick the ash on Godfathers call me Arnold Swarchenasher dry plaster New York after the World Trade disaster Snuff And Im Ashavelli getting higher than saints without the Bush Reggie, on your mark ready, set go. Keep it ashy like trays when nuff spliffs blow. Trips To many greasy like crisco. Only thing ashy as us is the intro, and thats for certain. Picket signs outside of Jergens promotin No Lotion till the day they close the curtains. Snuff Only cocoa butter rhymes harder than shudders, phatter than blubber, you sorry like Reuben Studdard. and we eat MC's for supper especially the ones that yellow like mustard. Trips And this is more than unimashinable, put the ash back in niggas being fashionable, so now you can two step past all of the bull, being ashy taking off like a target when a shooter say pull. Snuff And im good like Steve Nash when he pull. From long range elbow smashing ya crew, you small change not much adding up dude we bout the blow like we got a spoon full of hot soup. Trips The game need some more flavor pass the Mrs. Dash, leaving wack MC's on the curb like thrash, we gon grow on you why you think they call it a rash, cremate mics and leave nothing left but the ash. Snuff Furious and fast like Tango and Cash, ashy not Ashley got rid of her ass, never gon crash nasty like thrash dough in the stash get ass in a flaaassh.

Keep it Ashy Written by: The Ashy L Bowz Trips Yall know how we do it up in here we keep it ashy like dandruff up in hair we Keep it ashy no fear cause the skill is clear and battlin us is like trynna wrestle a bear Elbows two fly like the Macho Man with styles thats Libre like the Nacho Man Shorty ask me for cheese I say Im not yo man Now thats Ashy like zero below No Lotion on ya hand Hot DAMN I been nice since Roxanne Roxanne Before the Bridgewas over but After MC Shan You dont need Ed and Dre for you to see Who the Man the way I get around a girl they call me the Hoola man the way you suckwith them rhymes I call you the hoover man Im just trynna hold the flow back like the Hoover Damn less I drown yall pray for my downfall We bout to take it left on niggas like boxing in south paw Now that ASHY! Snuff Im so Ashified Youll get pasturized If you try to moisturize the ashy guys and Im Deeno Muthufucking Snuff 50% of Ashy L B O dubz and we Funky Like homeless people B O I got ashy elbows ankles and knuckles Connect Ill lines like belt buckles I chuckle and stay fly b but dont Bumble Chilling Smoking the weed that dont tumble Willing to hit a player so hard he fumble Yo got I go hard like porn stars but keep it ashy like wednesday comprende keep it ashy like trays ashy like burnt wood thats up in the fireplace ashy like after a four alarm blaze ash like in a urn mcs better learn

Jus Cuz I Written by: The Ashy L Bowz Snuff I Crack I smoke like I had coke and Ill crack ya head like eggs with no yolk no joke youll get smoke like ham or sausage D Snuff but niggas wanna be targets So I gotta prove a point that wont be proven till I point my piece at ya dome piece to make you see I dont roll wit pussy kats like Josie just cuz I clown around homie Ill make you wish you never bust a ovary youll get knocked of just cuz youz a phony run up on ya bitch as with 2 4's like Kobe the Elbows erasing ya funny thing about it ya fam cremating ya so i guess we left you ashy I like to have fun but dont put it past me Chorus Jus Cuz I Jus Cuz joke and smoke dont mean I dont tote the glock Trips Jus Cuz I joke a lot and I smoke a lot dont mean I dont tote the glock click clack and pop leave a nigga Red like foxx Red like Sox stay with the strap like jocks I tell Snuff its going down and he cant wait I say I'm reaching for the pound I aint talking a handshake you best to amscray before my man spray and leave you on fire like Flambey we dont play Just Blaze dont Miss like Saigon so hot leave you wet like triggering fire alarms professional dont leave a Clue for the Blues have CSI standing there confused what you think its a joke HUH! here come the punchline you get jumped like herbs in the free lunch line crunch time I dump mine signed or unsigned get hype you end up front lined thats no joke Chorus Jus Cuz I Jus Cuz joke and smoke dont mean I dont tote the glock

Moisturized Written by: The Ashy L Bowz Chorus When it comes to the ash we the poster guys haters in the streets wanna moisturize When it comes to the ash we the poster guys Niggas in the streets wanna moisturize When it comes to the ash we the poster guys haters in the streets wanna moisturize But they despise dont realize or recognize we not to try Snuff Deeno Muthufucking Snuff try to call me bluff niggas act real tough but soft like creampuff try to wet me up mess me up Not newspapers so you cant press me up no Nigga gon figga he bigga me shiver never to clever you better deliver just cuz I joke and smoke im no kidder niggas wanna heat me up like yesterdays dinner haha I aint no beginner far from a loser more like a winner keep it ashy like lips in the winter aint no saint quite quaint wit sinners wanna get rid of us like ash and cigarettes but got more balls than a abacus burn it down and all you got left is us Ash bout to blow like a room full a gas and I dont need no match all I got to do is spit real fast how fast? Quick fast I eat you fast I dash for cash move past the thrash get bumped like rash cut like grass humped like ass and popped like tags hold up Nigga dont get left back Niggas wanna put grease in the ASH Chorus When it comes to the ash we the poster guys haters in the streets wanna moisturize When it comes to the ash we the poster guys Niggas in the streets wanna moisturize When it comes to the ash we the poster guys haters in the streets wanna moisturize But they despise dont realize or recognize we not to try Trips If you want it Imma bring it to you cock a reuger to ya face take ya weight you the biggest loser shorty gimme brain like a tutor so you measure up to us like a giant to a oompa loompa so many heads wanna snake like Medusa Cuz Im smooth off the top Triple Lex Luthor You need more than a S on ya chest and a vest to protect if you wanna play super try to move and I shoot you Im not the dude that you used to (NO) When them techs pop Im handing out Halos like X Box for thinking Im twisted like dread locks man I guess not Hardly bloodclot like Yardies I serve more niggas with the beef than arbys Im so McFly you can call me Marty I roc a fella projects but I aint from Marcy AShy Like a homeless nigga feet you couldnt slow me down if you chopped and screwed the beat so dont pursue the beef cuz if you push the three get half of the clips like Pusha T Elbows muthufucka we supposed to ride bang out on a nigga till he posterized and when the toaster rise its something like KY When I squeeze Imma leave these bitches posterize Chorus When it comes to the ash we the poster guys haters in the streets wanna moisturize When it comes to the ash we the poster guys Niggas in the streets wanna moisturize When it comes to the ash we the poster guys haters in the streets wanna moisturize But they despise dont realize or recognize we not to try Snuff Surprise we dont need no disguise no lie this guys looking them in the eye so why even try when you soft like ply - wood open you up lack back - wood niggas cant stand the ash good a d ointment like tattoo leave em rotten like a-pples shaking like baby be ra-ttles Trips Not ya average Joe so aint no way to G I try to front Imma bring it to you like Jihad Dont Get me Charged like See Saws Up then down thats how he falls Rap Phenom yall pussy like felines who swing on anybody like tree vines they call me tarzan not much the marksman so we burnt it down to the ash so they charged us with arson Chorus When it comes to the ash we the poster guys haters in the streets wanna moisturize When it comes to the ash we the poster guys Niggas in the streets wanna moisturize When it comes to the ash we the poster guys haters in the streets wanna moisturize But they despise dont realize or recognize we not to try

Smoke Dat Written by: The Ashy L Bowz Snuff A yo Trips, Fuck this shit Im bout ready to kill this bitch. Trips What you meeaaaan? put the heat up to the head a the bitch and flick till she lit with the bic. Snuff Hell yeah! thats what the fuck Im talking bout. And I wont feel better till we smoke her out. Trips No Doubt, light her up dont put her out no casket just ashes is what im talking bout. Snuff Aight aight, we gotta make this shit out this bitch is famous mad ni**as touched her anus. Trips That true I heard she even ran wit Snoops crew and for a few she slid wit Red and Meth too. Snuff Yeah well she fucking this dude always see him at the spot think he pimping her too. Trips Oh yeah then we should see him with the glock, or the fifth or the nine plus one and get it done like. Chorus Snuff A yo trips, Fuck this shit Im bout ready to kill this bitch. Trips What you mean? put the heat up to the head a the bitch and flick till she lit with the bic 2X Trips When we pulled up on the block seen homie out on the watch let him know we wasnt cops then unfolded the plot like. We bout to kill this bitch. Pass the torch cuz I heard she could take a hit. Snuff Dont front dog, we know she be here and shit, seen her here earlier she who you dealing wit. Evidently you dont know who you dealing with. Put a price on a head and she will get hit. Trips Plus I heard that you had her bagged up on the strip, bagged up in ya crib, and up in ya whip and for her you did a bid now you trying to fib, I know you know where she be still smell her perfume on ya tee. Snuff Yeah N*gga! so where is she? You sick of her ass wanna chop her up put her in a bag. Fuck that lets just smoke wrap her up put the heat to her head and burn her! Chorus Snuff A yo trips, Fuck this shit Im bout ready to kill this bitch. Trips What you mean? put the heat up to the head a the bitch and flick till she lit with the bic 2X Snuff Aww man! Im getting souped up bout to burn that bitch like crosses by Klu Klux. Trips Walked in she bound up yeah this bitch sadistic, sadomasochistic brown eyes and green lip stick. Snuff And she wit it not knowing her wig bout to get splitted. Yeah she here but we bout to put her in the air. Trips And from there you know that I felt less stress soon as she met death and turned my eyes to a blood shot red. Snuff Without one shot dead the fire blazed her head cant take her too the head Im a savage like Fred. Trips And dont judge like dread, we wont crack like eggs, but we smoking her every friday like craig. Snuff And wont stop even though our eyes are red. Wrapping up spliffs about the size a legs. Trips oh Yea We Jeffrey Dahmer the Marijuana, Wayne Gacy the ganja and kill more Mary Jane than a Rasta. Chorus Snuff A yo trips, Fuck this shit Im bout ready to kill this bitch. Trips What you mean? put the heat up to the head a the bitch and flick till she lit with the bic 2X

2 Step Written by: the Ashy L Bowz Chorus We Dont dance we dont snap superman a hoe witout cranking dat We Bust a two Step we bust a 2 step So go Head and buss ya 2 Step Trips Im so fresh to death like I dressed in the morgue I dont dance but I aint in here playing the wall Right hand on my drink left hand on my balls only time I walk it out is when i leave wit a broad but the way she Move her body back and forth like a saw I might just have to push up on her like a miracle bra and bus a two step do my two step blonde or brunnette lets bounce like bad checks im russian like roulette fast like corvettes trynna get you to the crib and outta that corsett so lets do the horizontal polka when i stroke her put a permanent smile on her face like the joker and you best believe have ya body shakin like the pepper seed Triple kill the cat like curiosity then I step on her like black fraternities but I dont dance tho Chorus We Dont dance we dont snap superman a hoe witout cranking dat We Bust a two Step we bust a 2 step So go Head and buss ya 2 Step Snuff I I I I got the feeling (What) I I I I got the feeling (What) I I I I got the feeling (What) Put Your hands in the air try and touch the ceiling better yet the sky gotta testify Im a problem niggas cant rectify make a rude boy die try to test i but I came to party I aint come to fight I got two drinks two phones two chics too bone twenty two twos your Doubts Reasonable a nigga twenty below before the wind chill its ill feel electric without the eel and without the pill shell reach extasy her ass tender like veal I said I dont dance but dont mind a grind by a dime that fine dutty wine on my vine but dont hurt yourself the way you shake was a job youd work it well but ease up catch ya breath no need to wild out just bust the two step Chorus We Dont dance we dont snap superman a hoe witout cranking dat We Bust a two Step we bust a 2 step So go Head and buss ya 2 Step

SnufferLude Written by: Deeno Snuf of the Ashy L Bowz Snizzle on the rizzle I kizzle a M sizzle all these hard rocks just call Snuff the chisel wit Triple I'm X-ing out the competition so listen Im spitting sickness like I got a Cold wit a lisp and risking yo life stepping to a mic to try and test I the most ashy guy wanna know why? cuz Enfalls skin to light I make you dreak with a pipe but I wont sell you shit but I'll take whatever you got in your pocket Im shocking like sockets you gassed like a rocket pass chicks round like spliffs so my mans could hit what comes out my mouth's hot like car engine So all you bubble gummers this starts your ending one hit wonders got dough so pay attention you only wanna cake get cuz you sweet like Icing I need M's next to my name like Bison MC's biting like Tyson cuz we fly like kites in the wind lyrical flow intoxicates like hen bout my franklins I been on point like a pin real gem dont bother its hard to get under my skin what do kill me makes me stronger like a gym the hunger within causes me to disregard sin make a nigga fall like a bowlin pin to show him what time it is like big ben the end

I Guess Written by: the Ashy L Bowz Snuff I guess I gotta be the first to say it most niggas talking that gun shit aint spraying most niggas say they talk about what they seen but it comes from a screen TV or Movie homeboy you booty I aint got to say shit Niggas tell you for me do you remember the time not Mike Jackson but before I grabbed I mic I grabbed a chain and jacked son BOY Wasnt a stick up kid it was just fun to me all the shit we did cutting in class getting is smoking grass if you asked me for ever it would las but thats the past and im passed that stage but I look around and see everyone in the same play dont know what we gon do in order to change I gues I guess we gotta find a way Chorus I guess cuz we dont talk about crack or coke Our rhymes aint dope I guess Cuz we aint never cooked up in the kitchen our punchlines aint hitting I guess cuz we aint wit a hundred niggas that makes us soft how you figure well I guess you dont know so we gon have to show you muvufuckas out there who the Ashy L Bowz I guess cuz I dont rap my rap sheet or rap on how I stack cheese or rap on all the bad freaks I wrapped up in my bed sheets tag team last week wrap trees blast heat gold chain gleam like afro sheen escalade sitting on D's the phantom on 23's and the drop top V's the color a split peas If I aint rapping bout these I aint bringing no heat and I aint moving you like Rosa Parks outta that seat well I guess you dont see why be and MC if coke go on the street for thirteen five a key most niggas 990 dollars short of a G You aint a killa just cuz you say you is on a beat I guess its easier just to follow trends than to lead I guess its always been more indians than the chiefs but not the three cuz I aint playing nobody sheep but you can count on me to put wack rappers to sleep so I guess

Hood Written by: Ashy L Bowz Chorus I I I I I love my hood ask ya self whats going on in the hood everybody know something wrong in the hood but we walk around like its all good Snuff TV Shows videos, dough, phones, cars, clothes, ass, tits want those, two young to flaunt those... Hey they growing up to fast. Hate to sound old but my time aint passed. Might be the first hope not the last aint trying to save the world just find a better path. They say we say nothing when we rap just degrade women and talk about gats. Fuck the Police this thats a trap, but whats the logic behind that. A nigga cant get a job fuck the cops they harrass all the time. Then you got snitches dropping the dime, if you did the crime then do the time. Dont agree with Cam on primetime everythings called for a place in time some need to be put in place bout time. We aint got wings but everybody wanna fly. Priorities mixed fights fixed. Pick getting kicked out or new kicks. Shit was this part of the dream dont recall the part about getting shot for my jeans. To many followers on the scene not nearly enough mother father teams. Not nearly enough shoulders you can lean. Cuz everybodys out for self it seems. I I I I love my Hood ask yourself whats going on the hood. Everybody know some thing wrong in the hood. But we walk around like its all good. 2X Trips Mind state of a young nigga, gun trigger always make a little dude feel a bit bigger. Hood that I live it be just like this, little kids play fight on the old mattress. Staircase always smell like piss at every exit so nobody think a way out the hood exist. But I aint saying being ghetto aint great, section 8 and the rent still 3 months late. No furniture, new born crib a milk crate. Big bro fresh home from a bid upstate. Said he hungry so he gon get him a plate. Soon as he copped the weight, got stopped by the jakes. Crackhead shovel snow just to get that dough. Just the get that dope till he overdose. Hoes keep the doors locked and they windows closed so dont nobody know they getting bread for a blow. Little girl missing she only 12 years old. 10 Large the reward and its still unsolved. Little boys dream to be rap or b-ball stars 15 cant read only five feat tall. Momma send him to the corner store. For two bags a chips and a crazy horse. Plus a pack a newport light menthol shorts and put it all on the food stamp card thats my hood. Priorities mixed fights fixed. Pick getting kicked out or new kicks. Shit was this part of the dream dont recall the part about getting shot for my jeans I I I I love my Hood ask yourself whats going on the hood. Everybody know some thing wrong in the hood. But we walk around like its all good. 2X

We Got Game Written by: The Ashy L Bowz I got more game than direct tv, got more game than NBA sea-sons, More game than the MLB Deeno Snuff Triple X elbows ashy. Got a long way to go just like Cassie, athletes what I be giving out defeats. Do whatever it take no matter the feats. I go hard all the time I aint gotta cheat. I repeat only on instant replays in the zone on fire feel the heat wave. Fans go crazed start doing the wave crunch time gimme the rock I win the game. Cause I feel no pressure more like pleasure. Know Im better stop me never, you cant measure light like feathers, Imma wet ya and I betchya, that I hit the gaming winning shot all in ya grill. In the hall a fame and Im playing still. Thats a testament to my skill. Working hard in the gym running drills. All natural no shots or pills Try to come at me you know the deal better come to play or get played. Chorus Snuff We Got Game! Im crossing over defenders Im shooting over hit the shot game over!! Cuz we Got Game! Trips Im jooking and breaking they ankles making they cleats feel like sandals leaving the defense dismantled because We Got game! Snuff Skate with ya ice and loot like hockey people mad I'm cocky cuz I know that We Got Game! Trips Don't nothing change but the faces grand slam home running the bases yall minor we major league players cuz. We Got Game! Trips You better watch how you running ya lips I come straight you crib and embarrass you in front of ya friends. You get whipped like a dominatrix 8-0 in the 5th you get pissed wanna toss in the sticks. Push ya team to the brink, make ya ego shrink. Jumpshot like money in the bank of the bank. You get beat he get spanked. Whatever the slang everybody round here still know who the champ. I got game like vegas so all the haters wish that we would take a hiatus. Stunned like phasers how my players move like they got caught in the matrix. This just the basics rounding the bases. Yeah my game ice colder you just a jack playing games with some aces. Stick to the minors we in the majors. You running, we run it, you passing, im gunning. Put in work on you like construction... Cuz you tossing up bricks and running up the score faster than a porshe in the fifth. And padding my stats like bras ever time that you miss. Its like a field goal fake and you went for the kick. Why even pick up the mike when you know you a vick? You beating me, thats absurd. Im as hard as the curb and for what its worth Im Jesus Shuttlesworth in other words. Chorus Snuff We Got Game! Im crossing over defenders Im shooting over hit the shot game over!! Cuz we Got Game! Trips Im jooking and breaking they ankles making they cleats feel like sandals leaving the defense dismantled because We Got game! Snuff Skate with ya ice and loot like hockey people mad I'm cocky cuz I know that We Got Game! Trips Don't nothing change but the faces grand slam home running the bases yall minor we major league players cuz. We Got Game!

My Yute Written by: the Ashy L Bowz Trips To Many of the Black youth get caught in the system cuz everybody say they hear them but dont nobody listen when they complain the world got them in the position a flipping grippin the fifth and leaving a nigga flat Cuz they dont know how to react when they get pushed but push back my yout I think the world dont bleached ya skull cap got you believing ya futures is thuggin or cooked crack that our women aiint nothing but bitches and hood rats bring it back to the time we was kings and queens not pimps prostitutes peddlers pushers and fiens and I aint trynna seem like Im better than you cuz my fair amount a dirt I been through I just trnna help you get a clue so you aint gotta do what I had to do stop acting brand new I still get night mares of the things I did and Im just trynna tell you that aint no way to live So my youth sit back lemme talk to ya before the nine put a spark to ya cops out line chalk to ya Im just trynna give you the game somebody gave me a youth so my yute Snuff Aint the most religous dont wanna sound like im preaching Aint the smartest but with my mistakes im teaching cuz you could learn from em insated of being in class im up in some ass or trynna burn something see im just like you moms raised no fool just a hard headed dude that was just to cool not saying im fucked up cuz of it but on some shit coulda been in a better position if I listened to what she was saying but at the time moeny had out weighed it me against the world goliath and david excuses save it them games you playin is for keeps theyll take the food out ya mouth while you eat watch out for the wolves thats disguised as sheep lifes a race alway be prepared to comepete born alone die alone stand on ya own feet