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They get clean wind what you gon do?
Rap about a fight I had with
A nigga that by me? And I bit him back
Well talk about how it was 20 niggas
There and I

twenty-five words
And uh, I couldn't do it, I wrote out five pages
And uh, I have it here
It's uh, have it by accident, actually, ha
But-but I, I-I'd like

Trash
So I'll beat ya ass nigga
I'll box for real
You battle rap so keep it battle rap
'fore you get shot and killed
Most the dudes that Battle Trap

tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em, tellin' 'em
Now I'ma show 'em
Her posse beat me by the threes, I call 'em Reggie Miller
She roll my weed in giant ?, she tall

Revenge

Timbo King

The Yin and the Yang

2001

circlin', two cuts on shorty mugged
Streets turn by the fliest of bug
It's switch the e-shit fucker
I take rhymes like a piss
Eat the beats like tuna fish

to adventure

There's a fire in a boy, energy to turn the wheels inside
There's a life-wind that pushes him to test the limits of the sky
There's a fire in

back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't

I'm Lauryn Hillin 'em
I swear to god if I could
I'd never turn the page
Living the rest of my days on stage
Fucking with bitches that never age
I'm so

Earth, Wind & Fire

Jamie T.

Kings & Queens

2009

again
It's earth, wind and fire
I don't own thunder, it's owned by a love of mine
With water, blood and wine
She temps me back time after time
Well,

Pazuzu!

Roar!

Pazuzu!

Carried by the southwest wind
Comes the ugly demon king 
Lion claws and scaly skin 
Fire breath and eagle wings

Beware!

Beware

Idle
SECOND BROTHER:  Michael Palin


Scene 1
[wind]
[clop clop]
ARTHUR:  Whoa there!
[clop clop]
GUARD #1:  Halt!  Who goes there?
ARTHUR:  It is I,

Return of the B-Boy

Mr. Lif

I Phantom

2002

turn to him and said
"fuck that written shit I'll flip that kid off the head"
What about the feds? Ayo we left them a decoy
We didn't want the beats

living life up on a chase born again ayy
Rise from the ashes a phoenix within I'm born again
I turn the page and I'm fire again I'm born again
Pick up

a beat
Never let shit slide 'cause they
Might think somethin' sweet
Nigga, it's July
Shots get hot like summer heat
When I pop up, niggas turn vegan
They

come true
But my voice is forgotten
A passerby walks by, and then disappears
The wind keeps howling
I'm walking, not seeing you
Not seeing anything

The only billionaire, playboy
Philanthropist on the block
Kidnapped by terrorists
He ruined their entire plan
Turned a box of scraps into
A fully-suited Iron

Okay, now I'm warmed up, I can feel the sweat
The bars drip and turn complex
Hit the floor as I gas the beat
Then evaporate and condense
In a generation

The willows turn to blood might of worked
Sip a little, litter it, love it
Without big beetles trying to sell him
Sunflower seeds by the bucket might of
Tugboat

)
(WIND!!!)
(beat box)
(FIRE!!!)
(beat box)
And last but not least the WATER tecnique
(beat box)

Firebreather

Macklemore

Gemini

2017

Turn the block to Woodstock
Retire? Don't think that I could stop
Jet-ski the way I ride the beat
A fuckin' wave, I'ma die knowing that I did me
I

plunder of the Mother Earth and her people
Can be solely unmade by woman and man
It is not enough to mitigate, but obliterate these evils
Sending you a most

Wit' rent still?
A bitch won't make it past first
Base if I curve her
Unless she got Angels In The In Field
I keep a 40 below, a 45
You add the wind

If the wind's got you sideways with with one hand holdin' on 
And the other starts slipping and the feeling is gone 
And yer train engine fire needs

the one to put
the peaches in your pie
sugar in your tea
the twinkle in your eye

Let me be the one who comes
home to you each night
sit there by the fire