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and squirming

The first dead body I ever saw in real life was my great-grandfather's
Embalmed in a casket in Everett in a room by the freeway
Where they

and squirming

The first dead body I ever saw in real life was my great-grandfather's
Embalmed in a casket in Everett in a room by the freeway
Where they

high, Fell low again
Here go time feelin slow again
More anger I'm holdin in
It's all good, I'll grow again
More bars keep on rollin in
Line by line, I

thighs, pretty eyes caught me by surprise
didn't I meet you before last time I was high I got
my gators on it's 3 o'clock and the haters gone so
tell the dj

No Jumper Cables

Aesop Rock

Bazooka Tooth

2003

spoons and rippin arrows outa lady hawks
With a C3P unit tryin to interpret the baby talk

Burn train buffers
Right turn woulda missed the iceberg,

Wow! I meet my match
Love of my life, Wey she keep my heart
I swear, I dey feel am pa
My wife to be, Therefore e no dey eat by heart
Ehm hmm
Ony3 two by

(Ya know)
(Ha)
(Ok look)
(Ha)
(Ha)
(Ya know)
(Ok look)

On some other shit
Riding round with hella sticks
Put a nigga in the dirt, turn him

Now take out your light
And put them all to sky
We’re gonna turn it up
And you’re gonna rave it up
Drop it down
To the ground
Shake the world
'Cause

You see some talents who can rap
With a sound of their own
Trigger this for a match you can cry for a show
Drop a diss going bad body bag for you bro

a nite-lite 
Let you in, Peter Parker skylight 
Body so thick, I mean the baddest in hindsight 
Look to long though your shit turn blindsight 
Take your blow

U Can Look

Jump, Little Children

Early Years, Vol. 1

2001

But by golly, your girl is so nice
And my folly riles me up every time I even look at her
My mind is saying no, but the body does me good sir
Every

as your body Enters fight or flight
Fading out like the sun in a dark sky
Holding on by the thread of
A high kite
Bearing down noones there
To say it's

Network

The Pharcyde

Plain Rap

2000

[Slimkid3]
Aiyo we got five minutes, man!
Yo, yo Brown. Sup, man, we got five minutes
Imani, let's go..Yo, Ro! Let's go..

[Bootie Brown/Frank

The Necromancer: Into Darkness/Under the Shadow/Return of the Prince

Rush

Archives

1978

turn south, journeying into the dark and forbidding lands of the Necromancer. Even now the intensity of his dread power can be felt, weakening the body

nice for the night
It's our turn up, we gon' burn up
This is Murda
All I need is one mic and a light
And we gon' get nice for the night
It's our turn up,

whats a vaccum to a spec of dust
There's only one of you, and like 10 of us
Like what's death to the members of 27 club
I treat my enemies like PPO

want her, In my backseat
By the time I hit her G-Spot, We sexin' on that Broad Street!!
Cruzin on Guignard, Riding in a Drop Top, Baby sitting next to me

After the Calm

Jonwayne

Rap Album One

I can't wait for the sky to fall
Picture me rising up until I burn
Like a comet from the ground
Bones turn to dust
I'm a desert in the urn
Never

it
Bring it back to life
Kneel

Bathe in warm water
Your bodies dirt turns the bathtub as grey as these walls

Notice

Bathe at moonrise

Yeah I'm always in the middle of something I never turn
In a different direction the intersections closed off
Like it when her body on top of mine take

son, now everybody gone
Now everybody stars, now everybody lost
I've come to find you, to murk you, and dump your body off
Yeah, same niggas in shiny

Don't Cry Dry Your Eyes

Fugees

Bootleg Versions

1996

Refugee Camp collaboration! 
Turn up your sound system! 
Come on! Turn up your boom system! 
This is how we do, turn it up, come on! 

[Verse 3

The motherfuckin' hollow head his chest thump, thump
And all the niggas leave his bloody body in the dust
One-nigga dead seventeen caps bust

That's how

Walking out, fresh to death, setting trends
Pull up, hop out a big body Benz
Tryn fuck on two hoes and they twins
Cartier all I see through the lens