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I Can't Take It No More

Kurtis Blow

Ego Trip

1984

shots just up the block
By a kid whose head is hard as a rock
A lady with a baby who was crossing the street
Gets hit by a bullet and falls off her feet

1, 2, 1, 2, 3

There is a park that is known
4 the face it attracts
colorful people whose hair
On 1 side is swept back
The smile on their faces
It

For da Brothaz

Kool G Rap

4, 5, 6

1995

the name of the game out on the street, that's how it goes 

They say: "Live by the trigger, die by the trigger" 
It ain't about whose gun is more bigger,

the driveway
Notice my gas tank's on E again
Well, of course it is
Guess I probably should stop at the gas station
So I take a right, pull up to the pump

Change Clothes

Danger Mouse

The Grey Album

2004

fresh ma
Ma, I don't shop what the rest by
Oh no ma please respect ma
Jiggy this is probably purple label
Or that BBC or it's probably tailored
But

Whose picture's in the hallway, 18 and graduating
Did you ever make those dreams come true
Or is the kid still waiting
Is the kid still waiting
Is the kid

has happened to your son
Hyacinthus is lying dead!
OEBALUS:
Woe is me! O too sad news!
How did he die?
ZEPHYRUS:
He was struck by a discus, and fell

Holy Grail

Jay-Z

Magna Carta...Holy Grail

2013

all these lights and cameras
Uh, but look what that shit did to Hammer
Uh, goddammit I like it
Bright lights is enticing
But look what it did

don’t like it
Never thought I ever would, now I’m dancing round a quarter life crisis
I was a child of the 90s, right in my prime
And now I’m a guy whose

to stay that way is coward
I got into this shit to embrace the change from out it
I used to laugh at people who I thought was punks
How the fuck is you man

Through the brick trainyard
I'd puff the Voodoo teaching gremlins
Stickball with it's safeguard
I'm not a social tragedy
But flirting with pariah
Whose

lack of soul
Whose misty fire, muses soul
Kneeling by the harm
Which is promising the way

His poor essence, under the truth
love and heart polish

After Hours

A Tribe Called Quest

People's Instinctive Travels and the Paths of Rhythm

1990

famons and the crazy crimes
Inflation of the nation, it bothers me
I better go gold, to pay the taxes
Gotta be swift society
The man whose made is

Fishing

Joan Baez

Gone from Danger

1997

fountain pen 
Could put you on a plane by ten 
And by the way, your next of kin 
I know which house she's hiding in 
So now that you know whose skin

fakin'
Cause you ain't listening to my tracks
I'm keepin my faith 
Even if I gotta wait
It will happen one day
Wherever I go who's willing to stay
Whose

have once again refused to make amends
Blindsided by their own notoriety
You and whose army will I have to fight
To make you all, understand
The streets

collected by you
Completed
Unseated, and sainted
To you

And I cannot decide
Whose skin is whose

I hear your feet
Marching down the street
To an unsteady

was 
Collected by you 
Completed, unseated, and sainted to you

And I cannot decide 
Whose skin is whose 

I hear your feet 
Marching down the street

need that tongue ready on full clip
Drive bys between my thighs
Look in my eyes my soul slipping
Who did it you did it
Whose is it let's not start

a side boob
The game has got its eyes glued to every move that I do
Buy my shit on iTunes, Spotify and Tidal
Last name Hawk the moniker is Mykel
Uh - I’m

a side boob
The game has got its eyes glued to every move that I do
Buy my shit on iTunes, Spotify and Tidal
Last name Hawk the moniker is Mykel
Uh - I’m

be
Whose is this fault
He feeds on us
We are all dead
We're puppets

Not your massacre
Not my war
I control myself
I don't want to obey the killer

Get

only you believe
That God above is always there
And helps you make it through

Oh, many, many, many days
I thank you Lord for everything
For giving me

And if it ain't about this money
Don't be hitting my phone
Girl if we not in a relationship
Don't be catching no feelings
Love is a beautiful thing but