When the bit pulls tight
The grip is sewn into the reins
Can't breathe it out
You'll just breathe it back again
You mental-pack your chambers »
Life and Limb
The Argument
by Fugazi
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resound"
From the gaspings in Her passing
Six feet under or beneath frayed gown
When Her hands pointed to midnight
In a white stained chamber bound »
Saffron's Curse
Midian
by Cradle of Filth
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barreled" Meth, "Blew off the burner kinda dusty"
"We back, don't test" Raekwon, "Bring it to em proper, potnah"
"Comin' from the thirty-six chamber »
Rules
Iron Flag
by Wu-Tang Clan
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I'm just wondering what the heck is in our water supply?
What the heck is in our oxygen supply,
That creates a rainbow effect in the sprinklers? »
Tater Tot
Gutter Rainbows
by Talib Kweli
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to go
Never play a nigga when you see that he is tying to grow
Candy blocker when he knocked out ?
Empty chamber so I'm watching every angle
Under »
The End
Man on the Moon II: The Legend of Mr. Rager
by Kid Cudi
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inside the clone chamber
??? production dodgin'?? atomic multiply if you supply fungi medicinal
Mushroom consumption digestion cannabis alchemy opium »
Size of an Ant
High Society
by Grand Vanacular
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to make.
Natas are my helpers in homicide,
Come ride the death chamber but your life is the cost of the ride.
Don't worry, be happy dead and enjoy it,
Don't »
Rock It Deadly
Life After Death
by Natas
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the morgue, then launch 'em in the T-bird
The street's cursed, the first amendment's culturally biased
Supposed to supply us with rights, tonight I hold my »
Twinz (Deep Cover)
Capital Punishment
by Big Punisher
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a depth for a track as I prepare my rhyme,
Sometimes I'm real high, besides I don't lie
Look at all these phony people tryin to make supply
Yeah, you sly in »
The Joint
High Society
by Kottonmouth Kings
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Supposed to supply us with rights,
Tonight I hold my rosary
Tight as I can,
I'm one man against the world,
Just me and my girl
Black Pearl Athena »
Twinz (Deep Cover '98)
I'm Not a Player
by Big Punisher
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culture built on past dreams?
It is essential that our dreams become a reality
Or there will cease to be one.
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Harrods boast that it can supply any »
Yes Sir, I Will
Christ the Bootleg
by Crass
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