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"I'm a violent man" (Sorry)
With my violent gang, terrorise yutes
Black blade in hands
Still pop smokes for throwing up O's
Youngers or olders getting

What We All Want

Kamau

The Old Prince

2007

haunted by my decisions
I'll admit balancing wants and needs comes with a price
And I'm paying it twice, first with the cards
Second with the interest,

a hot car
Mandem that shot hard, turned into Rockstar’s
Let’s go yallah, Make some Gwoala
Me I live life on the fast lane wallah
Blaze with gunners,

a murder scene
Born alone live alone die alone
Act up you the one I'm riding on
The Kev'ie on Heavy on every crons
Cocaine Sour Deez Heroin
Brownsville

In the heat of the moment
We know that we want it
Then our fire's extinguished
By the sobering truth 
Love ain't always 
Black and white
Tell me

Have you been peeping past your own windowpane...
Oh yeah, once again?
I ain't your cistern, but I somehow feel like I'm to blame
There's a space

your whole clique, then
AK, just a spit, I don't give a fuck, nigga
Better fuckin' duck, nigga, when I'm comin' for you
Full black too, glock by

for all this pain 
Out here Still thankin God for a new day 
Another 24 hours I cant live the same

Wasting time tryna kick it like you lu kang 
Call me

hard when it seems like everything's black
And every single persons tryna break you in half
But happy aint a feeling it's a mindset
So when your lost,

I'll fight on site if you continue playing games with people's lives
Intentional ignorance is how we all gonna die
Seems the superhighway of justice was

I'm in the pitch black
With midnight marauder
Play it low but I will kidnap your daughter
I take what's mine
I don't wait around for any offers
Fresh

"We're all ready to go
If you tell us we have to give our lives now
We ready i'm pretty sure these brother's
Are with me"

How it goes feel my nose

Taking My Time

Dizzy Wright

SmokeOut Conversations

2012

the odds of just being another rap nigga
Black young man father to a young queen
Bless the birth of peacing me
So when I leave the streets
Think fully
I

that you probably won't sleep through

Just when you think you about to call it a night
You get a funny feeling that something ain't right
Because all

There ain't nothin' really black and white 
'Cept for cattle and sheep and old t.v.s 
So quit frettin' bout the wrong and the right 
Cause I was once

stay having less
All I know, if they in charge
We'll resume to live this mess
Tell you something, you in fear, false truth by the test
I object
My

Being Raised

C-Block

General Population

2005

to
Spit the message out until I reach
My last breath my physical awareness
Plus my continuous mind pülus the Live
Microphone equals righteous rhyme
So

dreams, I have to admit 
This aint the beautiful word that it seemed

Maybe keepin quiet all this time happened to be the  best approach 
Maybe its just

is ur vocal cords better say what u say with ur chest
The sunset and i see my parents live for another day.
thats a real blessing my nigga aint no

Everyone

Esham

Tongues

2001

other breath
Watch ya step, a thousand black crows fly through the sky
I hear voices in my head, everyone must die
Why? I dunno, shot another rapper wit'

Seasons

Freshchest Affiliates

Head Nod Supremacy

[Intro]
One two
It's Masta Ace, Cunninlyguists
We about to get into the seasons
The seasons of hip hop
How we gonna start it?

[Masta Ace]

(dickhead)
And these drugs man a selling
I ain't got no links for Lloyds or Scotia (trappin')
It's real in the trenches in Seaview Gardens 
Live right now

man swing young man turns to a old man old man dead man recreation live again preaching teaching from book written by chosen hands exposing klans

Ohh my world is full of black and white
And facts I can't deny
Young fire, frenetic vibe 
Rattling a drum, you shake us til we're numb
And your