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Warchild more foul, I'm caving your gums in
More wild Trojan Horse style, trample gunmen
Nigga and my dungeon filthy
Sure it's ice grilling knowing

ain't feeling your style, when she lovin' my vibe
So please don't kill my vibe
Hat down low, can't see my eyes
All black tint on that Maserati, can't

Seasons

Cunninlynguists

Southernunderground

2003

the greatest fan
When shoelaces were fat, and all the rapper's faces were black
And light-brown, a box with the right sound was all you needed
When it blast,

apache Queensbridge corner athlete
at 6-1 170 plus
Hennyed up walk around like I could never be touched
the whole clique be heavily truck
peep the style

And So It Burns

Jedi Mind Tricks

Legacy of Blood

2004

it's vietnam in the trenches
Just keep my seat warm on the benches
I run with wild puerto ricans that hit L's
And study classical verses by *Big L*

Graphic Violence

7L & Esoteric

DC2: Bars of Death

opened up it resembles a weapons show
Wrap sheet in black heat for murder and death
The pistol on me that I rock it ain't by Mitchell and Ness
I be

Freaky Flow

Ice MC

Dreadatour

2006

a pimple 
Yo', my job is done l'm outer here because Ya lifted 
Smoked out lyrics by a brother who's gifted

[Verse 3]
Excuse me shawty, but I been watchin' you now for a while
Yo whole style, from yo toes to the way that you smile
And I hope you ain't offended by

(Noooo)
(She's not going out with anyone)
Oh wow
Oh you wild
I only move in my own isle
She like to copy me she like my style
She wanna be like me

PURPLE NOON

I sheds tears for my lost
Ones the dearly departed lion hearted
In the jungle from the city rumble
Ion heated black beaded
Jesus
Never

Stray Cat Strut

Mark Certo

I Love Cats & Kittens

1996

Oooooooh
Black and orange stray cat sittin' on a fence
Ain't got enough dough to pay the rent
I'm flat broke but I don't care
I strut right by

"And for centuries they have been
Surrounded by secrecy and rumor
But tonight Action News has a
Rare look inside their village"

Tomb is open slap

Libraries where lives buried
Already lost the trail (Facts)
Pardon my shine
I see these visions in parts of my mind
(I see) all by design
We livin' life in

towels
My dick scrapes the ground
Like trucks with snowplows
I only like riding in pussy with low miles
Only like diving in pussy with no styles

Up in this remix
Up in this remix

Today it’s all about cash and cheques empowering blacks
Having sex with ten chicks all feeling celebrity dicks

Up in this remix
Up in this remix

Today it’s all about cash and cheques empowering blacks
And having sex with ten chicks
All feeling celebrity dicks

person on my block was either servin' or were on it
We then go by our own rules that we made up ourselves 
And heaven never existed 'cause we came up in

Drank a pint of beer
My grief and tears to smother.
Then off to reap the corn
and leave where I was born,
Cut a stout black-thorn to banish ghosts

life
And being brought up by a japanese father
In a japanese style
So mek mi tell unno this one time
Mi a drop a Ninjah rhyme pon dem right now watcha

Kentucky Country
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d'even care cah me a floss, yeah
Can't see cah my eyes cast, yeah
Frass no fuck when me a walk, yeah
My style dem cyaan' stand it, Louis V with

Wicked

Colla Destra

Operation Beatbox

1996

chest, nappy chin
Never seen with a happy grin
Show the fat foul cause I'm down
Take a look around
and all you see is big black boots steppin
Use my

Rock you tonight
Oooh...that's by myself!
Step up, my jått!
Respect...in every aspect
Oooo...power!
C'mon now!
Mom told me not to play with my thong

Just got an expensive pack (yeahh)
Black Locs with the golden rims to match
(yeahh)
Nice style, yeah the Fresh Prince is back
(yeahh)
2 wings