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C, the stolen P
I stay in your chair with the ITP
We're no Mr nice, organise bum fights
(Uh, uh) sushi and shit, rice plus mais
Put you in the via,

of Dope
Curry with the sauce cooking on the stove 
Curry with the shots ain't nothing to prove
Just a young boy with a bag by the Grove
I can't hear you

of reckoning they happen plenty, so fuck Papa John
He ain't no fuckin' chef, fuck the Papa
Bourdain, Antoine
I got the matching scorpion, I'm just like him
It's

don't ever be confusing it
I'm dropping fortunes of knowledge on ya head just like Confucius did 
I think I'm losing it
Wait wait it's gone
Calm down no

While I'll be known for saving
Gaming's crash and burn
You'll be known for making monsters
Like Beast and John Lasseter!
You only got your label
Rich by

with your sight I'm by your side like a G
There's no mountain or peak that we can pass, we vocally blast masters of ceremonies and
leave in the past
But

can't feel my fucking face

Bloodshot Popeye I need more spinach
Mangling the queen's English like Don
King is my linguist
Jesse Jackson applaud when I

Street Life

LA the Darkman

Heist of the Century

1998

Wid a monk learning Wu-Tang karate 
It's unfortunate niggas can't afford this 
My 20 blew chords here 
I hate eating sword fish 
Surrounded by 20

Stand Straight

Sev

All These Dreams

2002

these voices I hear, never have to hide
From these crippled ass punks trying to be like solo
So why even try when you know that you can't go 
There,

don’t grow up too fast cause these are the moments we can’t get back
Thanks to your mother your theme song is Naima by John Coltrane
This feels like

My fucking wallet, homies flippin whatcha call it 
Bitch I always been legit, put my money by lips
I'm as flawless as it get, talking down to every

THE EVENING NEWS 

by John Sheldon

Well I watched the news today
It had nothing new to say
It was the same old story asinine and boring

You know it

Blown Away

Saigon

The Greatest Story Never Told, Chapter 2: Bread and Circuses

2012

thinking ''we wanna believe you''
Black people prayed for JFK
But bang, he got blown away

Same way, Gosh, I can't forget Peter Tosh
If Bob Marley was

on my beam, got her bouncin like a trampoline
When I turn her on she get it going like she gasoline
Revolutionary, got her screaming liberty!
Yeah I know

T'ing it up
Uhhh

We twins like Tia sumn
Pressure like GIA or sumn
I walk in the rom like I own it
Like Im back by Jesus or sumn
John 3:16 - we knocking

Detroit

Esham

Repentance

2003

at 
In Detroit, ain't no fucking freestylin, ain't no time for that 
Got twenty-fours on the eighty-four Regal and I'm grindin 
Detroit, know my name 
In

crushing opposition like we was fascist

stigmata and four gashes

we bashes, the faggots who can't attack it right

take they sternum and then turn em into

Ain't Nothin' Like It Used to Be

John Kay

All in Good Time

1978

Words and music by John Kay

One glass in the mornin', two shots at night
Three fourths anytime that you wanna get tight
Drink wine to remember,

Uh battle hardened veteran
Messages like letterman
Tapping heads, one by one
Yea we call that Valorant
There is no comparison
Attacking like I

Don't get hit by the big right bazooka
Now you march
As go we to war with the gypsy king
Hear the roars as he walking to the ring
You're in the presence

homeland coping mechanism

This era, no matter how vile or evil
Still remains to be one of the most fascinating decades of American history
In this time,

MY ISLAND HOME
CHORUS:
I can’t wait to get back 
To MY ISLAND HOME
It’s always on my mind,  
no matter where I go
Soft music plays as palm trees sway

soul, Lord I practice everyday
I cant trust no one but in you my God you stay the same
I'm tiered of my life, by your grace, I walk in faith
By your love,

away 
Him in his pick up her in her get up
Wonder what she’s gonna say
	Broken heart she’s out of her mind
	No more chances one last time
Here we go