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Track im Deutschrap – History
Denn Oldschool kann ich, Trap? Kann ich!
Kanaken-Sound auch, ich hab' das alles drauf
Doubletime? Ja! Tripletime? Ja!
Ich

we do to bitch ass niggas, we ho 'em out
You ain't gotta worry 'bout the score, we gon' blow 'em out
Earl, David, Jason, gotta be Sean
That's

keeps fams in check
We go to war and sacrifice  
Until i give my last breath
Not bounded by blood but bound by bond
Peace, love and respect is what i

the offspring of David, Your servant, to flourish, and lift up His glory by Your divine help because we wait for Your Yeshua all the day. Blessed are You, O LORD,

just to get me high...
just to get me by...

just to get me by...  i don't fuck with ketamine amphetamines mary jane sitting next to im high
just

I finally feel alive, hah
I finally feel alive
Last year I was 25, life caught me by surprise
Thought that I was gonna kill myself, but I made

Death Be the Penalty [Original Clean Mix]

Shabazz the Disciple

Death Be the Penalty

1995

disciples, bound, to the midst of the
bottomless pit, trapped behind the gates of the wicked wilderness
I hear the sound of the trumpets, blowing across

of bounds
But the result of it is you hearing these sounds
Red light green light, Dababy to your deference
But I mean squid game as a reference
Definite

woes
Whole (woe) lotta woes
On the ground (ground)
He can't make a sound (shh)
Homies all around
Best believe he hell bound (facts)
Foot on the gas hand

Thunder & Lightning
By: Ken David
As I walked down the shore, a black cloud rolled in
And chilled me right down to the bone
Palm trees twisted in

Death Be the Penalty

Shabazz the Disciple

Best of Underground Hip Hop

2000

disciples bound to the midst of the 
bottomless pit trapped behind the gates of the wicked wilderness 
I hear the sound of the trumpets, blowing across

steal the ball. Words and music, Copyright 2016 by David Gregorio. Guitar, trumpet and vocal: Dave Gregorio. Drums, bass, percussion and keyboards: Greg

I been trying for a long time but niggas know I'm here now
That nigga peso on his grind that nigga bound to win now
All these bitches on my dick

mean veg
Like David Beckham against Argentina I'm seeing red
I'm aware I'm slowly dying and I'm battling against my age
My internal animal's crying

shit by me again
Nah these niggas ain't the same
How i do it? david blains
Half these niggas say i change, half say i'm still the same
She the one i hurt

to Him
Everything I am, 'cause I'm a living sacrifice, homie
Use the gifts I'm given to give Him glory
Ain't nothing new, David did it and many other, so

hit it out of bounds
Hittas def, tone dumb, washed up, out of sounds
I’m the present and the future, hittas past tense
Hittas shooting blanks like I

Dipset / Lox

The LOX

Diplomatic Ties

2018

It go, ta-ta-ta-ta-tah-tah
Ta-ta-ta-ta-tah-tah
This how it sound when I'm walkin'
Ta-ta-ta-ta-tah-tah
The floor light up, I'm the new Billie

Sunz of Man Court

Sunz of Man

Elements

2004

year curse
The lost disciples, bound, to the midst of the
bottomless pit, trapped behind the gates of the wicked wilderness
I hear the sound