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our race up into pieces
We been on the chopping block, all because they
Can't stop our rising stock, the manual labor we put in
This nation was built by

Cowboys and Indians

Cross

Shove It

1988

and indians have changed - they've changed
We've got James Dean on the silver screen
We've got James Brown he won't let you down
Now Elvis was the king

if they try to come for me
These mask and gloves ain’t stopping these
V2’s 223 I’m drumming through the pilot
With a AR 5.56 this 203 a rocket
Drop by

sitting ducks in the eyes of evil
I open windows with hopes that the wind blows you ten more blessings
Set my Timbo's next to my dresser with

not decipher
Broke a bitch and I broke her back
Wrote this rap with a quill on my lap
Slice your gang with a samurai sword
Couldn’t do king - gave

When you were home watching netflix
I was making dough just to flex with it
Catching straight flights no turbulence
Grab you by your throat no turtle

Price tag on my head (Aye)
Nice bag on my bed (Aye)
Room dripped in my lead (Aye)
Third eye on the feds (Aye)
Oops bitch I ain't dead (Aye)
I know

Check gone she spent it
Ion know why we're living this life
No talk she get it
Ion how she read my mind
Connected at the spine
Siamese twin by my

Can I please
Steal
Some time on your floor?
I’ll go, I’ll be gone 
By the morning time 
Are you up? Are you alone?
Rows of windows, does your one

A Year and a Day

Beastie Boys

Paul's Boutique [20th Anniversary]

1989

and the Ed is special
For I am a bard but not the last one
I am my own king and this is my castle
Dwell in realms of now but vidi those of the past
Seen

tucked away I got the lights turned low
Got my baby by my side with some wassail on the stove
It's my favorite time of year, carols sung for all to hear

James
Looks down upon our feast
Here comes the man of God himself
Give him wine and bid him welcome
When his cheeks are red he'll forget his bed
And merry

the names
And places on the
Tops of the forties by the Casey Kasem
No such luck in the silent scream
Hope we die with the needle
In the eye at least
Like

with a makeshift blades
Hip hip Hooray, I'm on my way to St. James
I'm gonna get a bitta morphine and a bed for the day
I made it out and intact, I guess

Sweet dreams ain't what they seem
Love letter in your leather pocket,
Got you feeling like James Dean
I wish I was in your bed
But you're just in my

INCENSE
Written By: Sharon Faith Groom
Copyright 1999


VERSE I

There's nothing like the smell of incense on the morning
Lingering in the air from

Baby you know
We can't waste no more time
And I love it
When you be right by my side
Yeah Yeah
She know
I'm about to break the bank
Big body the benz

Pinstripes

Goodie Mob

Age Against the Machine [Best Buy Exclusive]

2013

and drop by
I'm not a man, I'm no a fan
We ain't friends, I'm not that guy
Two flex and flog, suck a dog
This part is getting man number one
I pull you,

1.) THE PRINCE OF METAL 
(Music & Lyrics By James Durbin)

V1
His heart in a roar & his hands together on his face
The heavens had opened the answer

of inexistent
He knew not he's on mission
To be a shepherd, King

Day by day his blood went worse
To remind him of a curse
Himself

Of a curse in himself

king
Thriving in the Nyc
Queens native and I party with the A list
Riding through the city by the dock where the bay is
I'm on a quest and I'm far from

the window 
She not afraid to do a bid she not scared of jail 
She the queen of the city and she got that pressure 

Quarter key on my lap I skirt off do

windows down
Walking through town with my head on fire
But I'm never one to be scared of the smoke
Back at the park with my longboard
This ain't my address

and spliffs just you and me
Gettin' so high as far as the eye can see
Serotonin spike, we kiss, she ridin' me home
Roll my dope, I'll be home by dark
Windows