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Skwad Training

Artifacts

That's Them

1997

out like skin infections from my rap lethal injections
(Notty headed terror)
Hoes get caught up in my web like flies
One look at my red eyes, Tricks

ain't been in my shoes than you can't relate
Setbacks by the dozen but yeah I'm still stepping
I can't stay in this position that's outta the question

apparatus-apparitions seen floating
Through festering frequencies from mouldy bands.... 

(Gimme some remote control!) 

Yeah, I'm interrupting your programme to make

pussyo pulls me over and says
You ran eight traffic lights that were all red
Like officer I do I give a shit
Only had one single thought in my head
I'm

Flexi With da Tech (Nique)

Artifacts

Between a Rock and a Hard Place

1994

lyrics
And slept when I dropped that do you wanna hear it?
'Cause from sun up to sundown, my eyes are red and rundown
I still smoke a pound if strong peeps

Red Hot Riplets

Nelly

Murphy's Law

2003

when to play hard and when to play easy
Believe me, George and Weezy couldn't move up this fast
I'm lappin' everybody can't tell if I'm first or last

so good
Ima buy you
Some red bottoms gucci jumpsuit
She like bentley you be styling
Yeap ima wave you a island
Her neck give me peace like a island

came from the basement
Exquisite runts I'm tasting
Told yall I wasn't playing
Run up on us we'll leave him with a red top like he play for Nick Saban

the state of deadlock
Rising the threshold
Pumping the heat up
Unchaining the machine
Letting the steam flow
Unlocking the true force
Of the apparatus
So it

I can turn up the base I can turn down the treble
Full metal jacket gon fuck up his mental this 12 out the shotty a whole nother level
Two and a half

With my feet up
By the shoreline
Trust you ain't smoking like me
Unless you know a grower
I knocked ya bitch
Fucked her once
Now I act like
I don't know

feces with impressive cleats
I'm the lyrical teacher testing beats
Tell rappers to sit the fuck down, like sex in seats
(red)In a lexus jeepHold Up, I

face at
And the MAC 11 tucked in where da 12 gauge at
When I was 13 had 14 grams of ajax
Turned 15 start spitting 16s
Of straight crack
By 17, 18th

straight up to par
All these bopping ass bitches wanna know who we are, (are y'all some superstars)

[Double D]
It's Double D baby
I only hang around niggas,

of the repressive apparatus. The names of the fallen ones are:
 
Carlos Augusto Barroso, 19, killed by skull crushing.
William Fernandes Leite, 22, killed by a shot

you to think

The persistence of a memory faded
Enveloped inside of the face of a war
Niggas fiending for a basket of bread
Violence seated apparatus in

away beautiful souls. 

Lord knows, the way the river ebbs and flows. 
 
I wish to make the hurt and pain go away. S on the red and blue jumpsuit, save

remembered the way that I left it
I never expected a seperate dimension
Survival's a lesson
That's why I'm profession
The bible I'm living by is my weapon
I

for 40 milligram beans
Niggas love to talk but truly them boyz kap
You got up in that room was talking and told em facts
You broke all of the codes

Fabü 
And I'm flying by

12 Bugattis gonna fill up the lot
Buy every one they got
And my mula everywhere
Generated from air
12 Bugattis gonna fill up

It’s On Me
Every time I step out put that s*** on, It’s On Me
Ask what I rep that’s ah red flag, Banging by my lonely 
Don’t give ah f*** about yo block

Christian Louboutins red bottom of
A murder scene i'm clean like Listerine
Just stepped up on the scene

Rich nigga shit we ain't
Worried about a bitch
All I

Hope I never wake up from this weed coma, peep a whole lotta weak shit ya corner
Cornea, red, arizona, cardinal
This that ragin thru the margin flow

War, all of my dreamers died
Clap back, watch the nonbeliever cry
Wholesale retail by the hotel
Post mail season ended, oh well

Don't tell me what