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the deck 'til the right ones surface
In the meantime
Can't shake feelings of being worthless
The birth of my son birthed a gargantuan urge
To get it by any

moving on by
If I was a stick of gum I’d be your stride
I hope horns don’t start growing out of me bc I’m a good boy & got some ocean blue eyes
They

the hate
Full out on display
This is how I leave
Fall down and decay
Talk of better days sting
Like a shot in the leg
But it doesn't heal shit when you can't

hope you pick up
I know that pussy water slide by how she dripped up
If we ride out
She gone ride out with a real one
Shordies know it when they feel one

Thinkin bout copping some blue seats
Ysl boat thats a new suite
Fucka bitch then cop new sheets
I record it make a movie
By urs truly
I raise my hand
Cause

Forgive me of my sins if I did you wrong
Back in the day I used to lie a lot
Boy it put me in the tightest spot
I don't know why but I couldn't stop

ever wise to fall apart?
Was it ever wise to make out in the field that shone so red under the troubled sky?
Was it ever wise to trap the unknown?
Was it

Even though things may set a way
Music is out get away
Is the only things rude boys play
Yeh eh eh eh eh eh eh 

Chorus
cllI want is a beat and a mic
cll

Trapped on the Dance Floor

DJ Jazzy Jeff & the Fresh Prince

Homebase

1991

for the rhyme I just did
And here's a little taste of my homeboy, El Sid
Ay a prince it's the El Sid's version
I'm a raid on the track, I'm a hip-hop

His friend it's his dream battle to me
Battle rap is street shit and you
Not make it up out one
So whether I'm standin' in front of the
Body or on top

again
Tell you what, we make it happen
Occupied by vibes and not gun clapping
Through rapping, we build foundations
With this brings levels of realization

like Jimi Hendrix, my hero, I realised, wait these songs of his
Some of them they're written by Bob Dylan
Maybe I should be listening to that guy more
It

the valleys,
Flying with the freedom of a dove.

Erase the old version of me, 
It expired.

I'm the song you skipped and 
Found out later it was fire!
Let go

Zodiaccupuncture

Aesop Rock

Fast Cars, Danger, Fire and Knives

2005

the letterbox. Wowed by the subject punctured by the helicop. Boy meets vermin: the widescreen version. Headaches, nausea, vomiting, facial paralysis. These area

I became the better version
Of the version everybody thought was a better version
Shit, hm
And rap is the reason to kill
It's murder the bars,

rest
Don't go beat my chest
I got that gold on me god bless
They know they hoes want me god bless
I know those foes want beef I rest
Boy please aye don't

(Yo) I'm probably the best rapper that you've never heard of - hence the name
Still spell it like it's 1990 'cause eff the game
And societal norms

Oi Scorcher, this beat's cold, yeah? So
I'm gonna duppy this Wiley yout, yeah?
Aye Wiley, you listening?
I'm Destiny's child
Yeah? And you still

beats for ma dinner
Lord forgive me

Neighbors uhm there seem to be
A lotta arguments with the neighbors
But I think it was enthusiastically received
By

gone beat me to death, Ima make you stand on that
Right down to ya very last breath, Make sure that you win that bet
That boy got shot in cold blood,

dey fall
They saw black Gold in the vault they cleared it all
They chopped every bloodclat thing they cleared it all
They wiped their mouth clean with

churches
Then they blame the devil like they met him in person
The spirit inside you will change you for certain
Your choice of its good or bad

Sitting by

A Little Green Rosetta

Frank Zappa

Joe's Garage: Acts II & III

1979

out there...really good)
It's really getting betta
It's betta, it's betta
With a green rosetta
Setta, setta
(Good God, give the drummer some)

brothers, makin' sure we still got trust
That lil' shit ain't bout nothin', we gon' spend and run it up
You know she ain't bout nothin', we won't fall out