phoney individuals
Snakes, that smooth like criminals
They create chemicals
That the Earth hate
Doing their damndest to decrease my birth rate »
My City
One Day It'll All Make Sense
by Common
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personal space
(Angster of love) Cause I'm able to look girls in their face
Cause I know that only stupid people increase the birth rates
I'm just about dumb »
Gunz Yo
A Healthy Distrust
by Sage Francis
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We have now reached the final ten thousandth of a second
Of our evolutionary year, as we hit 2,000 at a birth rate
Of 250 people a minute
Tell »
Nihil Morari
Be
by Pain of Salvation
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straight
What that West like, we rise like the birth rate
First taste of the future, we all hands on
Amputating Satan's last legs to stand on
Head strong »
Losin' Your Mind
Man vs Machine
by Xzibit
|
Diamonds down to sand
Take heart from earth and weather
The brightness of new birth
Take heart from the harvest
Shave the harvest from the earth »
Anagram (For Mongo)
Presto
by Rush
|
a smile?
You manufacture some sympathy?
40 minutes devoted to tragedy.
Turn on and tune in to chaos giving birth to fear.
Come on, tell me, how are »
News at 11
Kid Dynamite
by Kid Dynamite
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got fifteen kids... can't feed my family
No birth control... condoms are not for me
A future of... convicts/criminals
Our technology hasn't taken us »
Past Our Means
Past Our Means
by Ignite
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Take heart from earth and weather
The brightness of new birth
Take heart from the harvest
Shave the harvest from the earth
There is no safe seat »
Anagram
Roll the Bones [Single #1]
by Rush
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The woman is the driving force for any powerful man
>From birth to earth and earth to re-birth
It ain't a curse, put your thought in reverse
Disperse rehearse »
Funke Wisdom
Funke, Funke Wisdom
by Kool Moe Dee
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wasted
Jesus I beg of thee
Don't take my life
Return me to the womb
From which I was torn
birth is a sin
And the punishment is death
I wish you had left me »
Ground Zero Brooklyn
Retaliation
by Carnivore
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whats right in me
How I can be labeled as a villain in the first place
When the worst case scenario is my birth place
I'm just tryin to keep from »
Care
Born Free
by Kid Rock
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[Bootie Brown:]
Let me freak the funk,
Obsolete is the punk that talk more junk than Sanford sells
I jet propel at a rate that complice their »
Drop
Labcabincalifornia
by The Pharcyde
|
always been: downset at the bottom with
My underclass freedom. the birth of this nation, birth of the
Systematic jack, from land grab to whips across »
My American Prayer
Downset
by Downset
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charactes in black opposition
The birth of the twins started this game
And relieved mother from the shame
So we grew up...
Often I saw you caressing »
Eternal Twins
Lying in Wait
by Depressive Age
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HOOKED BEFORE birth
SEE THE CRACK BABY SHAKING
FROM THE ADDICTIONS OF THE EARTH
WHAT'S YOUR ADDICTION
WHAT GETS YOU HIGH
WHAT'S YOUR ADDICTION
THE ONE »
What's Your Addiction
What's Your Addiction
by Roger Campo
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mourn me
How long will they mourn my brother
(Rated are, Double Jeopardy, Mack 10)
(Rated R)
Damn a nigga tired of feeling sad
I'm tired of putting »
How Long Will They Mourn Me?
Thug Life, Vol. 1
by Nate Dogg
|
a day upstate
Until the day I escape or see Tone at the pearly gates
I continue to runch it even after the computer breaks
You know the rates »
Way of Life
D.I.T.C.
by D.I.T.C.
|
the day of they birth confused, who's to be praised?
The mighty dollar, or almighty Allah
I'm like the farmer, planting words, people are seeds
My truth »
Ghetto Prisoners
I Am...The Autobiography
by Nas
|
Harlem once was red line district rated
Designated ghetto like the yellow star of David
And you wonder why people don't own their homes
'Cause »
Harlem Renaissance
The 3rd World
by Immortal Technique
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In my mind I hold the passion panacea for the poison
My bruised and battered body washes up upon the shore sin
Flees from leaking wounds like rate »
Panacea for the Poison
Survival Story
by The Flobots
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positions, remain in control of opposition
Placed here to be the scum of the earth, serving us hand and foot
I'll rape 'em and slave 'and trade 'em from birth »
Hate
The Equinox
by Organized Konfusion
|
to the Golden Gate
See the silver spoon in my mouth it had cake
My rap birth date debut song was ice bait
Read it like a novel Donna Cappa gone
Strivin' »
Slang Editorial
The Pillage
by Cappadonna
|
Iraq
And came home and they produced a baby
That was, very severe malformations
Both the Leukemia rates in children
And malformations at birth had »
Cynical
Soapbox Heroes
by Enter the Haggis
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my monster, I was cultivatingly slanging that cocoa
Hated the po po, locally known as abominable snow-o
Later the pig fo' rated the home where I made »
Ballad of Obie Trice
Second Round's on Me
by Obie Trice
|
or "Productions"
I play for jeeps, I play for keeps, I play for streets, believe me
Put down the microphone and consider a squeegie
You're rated PG
Again I win »
Mad Crew
Return of the Boom Bap
by KRS-One
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