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in myself because my worth is not a price
Sacrifice, brought us paradise, my advice is (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Do not get distracted by the crisis (Let's

off white like a racist
Separate the 50's from the 100's segregation
Lately I been grinding
I'm just counting all this paper
I'm out in shh!
By

myself
Every mix, every master, I do it by myself
I'mma leave you on the shelf, you are just a
Ghost to a friend, what you are, man
You are just a ghost

to something horrible
Okay we got quite a lot of stuff to do so come on let's get busy
The big fish is about to get taken out by some crazy little fishes
(Stop

from bar mixtape by the way
...i'm just representing money
i mean literally, literally, representing money, haha
god damn man, i do this victory laugh so

Every State Line

Ani DiFranco

Imperfectly

1992

I got pulled over in west Texes
So they could look inside my car
He said are you an American citizen
I said 
Yes sir
So far
They made sure I

V1
I bought a Tascam reel and a cast iron pan
A flask of Tequila, a fountain pen
A sexy type-writer, from way-back-when

I bid a fond farewell to my

No Omega

Eric B. & Rakim

The Document II

2003

more light cause yours got dim 
Then you get sparked by the Lord Rakim 
What's the matter G, check your battery 
Go get charged up, then come battle

a lot about a man
By the price of his clothes
Blow on the shirt, extra pills that I dose
I'm the perfect man to mix
The cons with the pros
I'm the service

a lot about a man
By the price of his clothes
Blow on the shirt, extra pills that I dose
I'm the perfect man to mix
The cons with the pros
I'm the service

the weapon
     aim right I ain't missing
      man am ready purge
      the boss they calling SIR
      squeeze off let it burst
     now you feeling

criminal by definition
Give me a jetpack and I'll do all the liftin'
Kinda like Iron Man entered the buildin'
My weapons are fun but they're
Meant just for

garden's come alive again
It's filled with birds again
His pen is filled with words again
His little bauble's dubbed 'Sir Much'
His stone gets rubbed

said sir
You know I didn't do it
I fight till their dead, I put a bullet right through it
Make an earthen bed, then I plant them like a tulip
By where

sent ‘em
But guess what y'all? That's my actual face sir. What?
cnd it's glowing slime green like my tactical laser [Tactical laser]
I made it all

trips, fly to Amsterdam
Just to mix the K up with the Afghan
Yeah, I'm half man, yeah, I'm half amazing
Bitch nigga laid up 'cause a nigga greatin'

[Pharrell]
Nigga, put down ya beer and - snatch up ya chair 'n
A lot of clak up, clak up, street clearin'
First the firing then the siren you'll be

Man this coffee's having me have bowel movements...
On the mic. I've never felt this way in my life, Not Once
Not Once, I've never felt this way in

in the bins with
A grimy blend mix
And a 90's "Friend's" disc
At the pawn shop
Where its finely fenced in
A long walk down the tracks
Just behind

up the city in it
Niggas switch like omnitrix
Reason why ion need a friend
I just mix my feelings with the runtz I never need to vent
I can't see

never dripping
I'm always rolling, mix it up with some sipping
Do More Today, okay that's what it's giving
We really do this, ain't some shit on the side

a whole lot to do, a few places to be
An underground spot was the first of his stops
Where DJs with chops were making it hot
Cruised by an alley, different

its charging upside down
I hope that it's not what I think it is...but a duck still a duck by the way it sound
I think my mans hit his man's man's hit

lights like you got hit by Iron Mike with the right
I'm just on the mic, exorcising my rights (Uh)
Wild life, bite your windpipe
I'm not the type you