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was never number two
Only way you'll make it out
Is to be true
Trynna see my life fold
But I'm stuck up in my past
Like the saying really goes
Good

The Rising Fawns are far too strong for you to hunt down

Hunt you down and done
I swear, my brother
This is for the Hebrew schools and Sunday classrooms

My Kung Fu

UTD

Urban Thermo-Dynamics

1999

introduce the be	-man - understand?
The M-o-s D is who I am, now check it out, y'all

[ CHORUS ]
My kung fu is the style you haven't mastered

[ VERSE 2: DCQ

right 
Labels know that they scared of me
2 bad hoes just walked in with the Hennessy 
2 bad though cause I'm leaving wit em 

Hotel suite feel sweet

girl, thick as thieves down this road called life
Hey girl, thanks for fighting with me this good fight
And I'll realise for the third sweet time

Travel

I give thanks to the creator
'cause my life is blessed
And wish all the haters nothing but the best
This is Infamous 'till the name wear out
Clock

faster/
I couldn't speak 'cause I didn't know the password.

Chorus (2x's):

I remember when (aye)
I remember when (ah)
See I remember when, when life was

they call Leviticus
Writing down my life in ink for those who never witnessed it
Shit like diarrhea saw it coming from a bull
Follower not me you never

Return of the Mecca

Pete Rock

Mecca and the Soul Brother

1992

To know the truth is to know the self
To know the self is to know the Mecca
The Mecca's not a state of mind or a place
Mecca is a way of life
It

him in his head and take his
Life 'cause all he do is cap
Call my hitters up, then go
They ain't tired of steppin'
Put a switch up on the Beretta, boy

with loving all our brothers
And then taking the blame so their lives as sweet as butter
While we getting the hate because all that we have suffered
Is

whole time these fake brothers is rocking out some
Fubans
Little boy, hold up, she sliding  down that pole, some days I let her see her and nothing else

A Murder of Memories

Eyedea & Abilities

First Born

That's him in the corner of social oblivion
Encompassed by the sweet sense of freedom
That only borders the aura of deep cerebral gouges
Buried in

world is sinking 

media circus but not from brothers like ringling 

the aftermath of the apocalypse still lingering


Verse 4 (Candyman - Mike Dynamo)

Knock niggas out the box all the time son
Knock niggas out the box all the time, early and often

Try to fuck me, only thing getting cocked is my

scootey forever with me nigga rip Kaine
My other cousin five but he still blood rip Tay Tay
My brother locked up in the cell nigga free bang
Two four got

all sweet
Then they find out we tote guns
Like a game they take your life
But they do this shit for fun
Said we come up off the stains, snatch the bag

And the wind, blows where it listeth
By grace, I'm known as gifted
My life, is far from scripted, my trust, is in the scriptures
Born again, I'm certified, it is

the bread with my brothers
But can't forget my mother
She told me live and die by everything you try
(and lord knows that these streets try to burn us alive)

distance cus I’m keeping cautious
I keep a pistol on me 
Incase they thinking shit is sweet like toffee
This year I’m picking coffins 
And laying bodies in

Life is a dream world, I'm Juiced so it's lucid
Dread headed
They don't get it
Don't need your credit
Just increase my debit
Add a couple zeros
If you

A few man, they wanna ruin my thing
But I guess that's life
Each step that I take
I'm pursuing my thing
And my thing is rhymes
Lord knows
I ain't

about honesty, you don't want that
Don't bother try 'brother' me, you are not gang
So my prophecy is you will not stand
Sometimes think there's two of me

[INTRO: Kardinal Offishall]
Yo yo, this is me
(what's going on Kardinal?)
Yo, here the other day I was walking on the E-W right
(uh huh)
A crew man