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Then I walked by a bedroom and it sounded like somebody was getting killed
I walked in on MGK holding a knife to Eminem's daughter
So I punched him in

In Your Face

Kool Keith

Sex Style

1997

smack niggaz when they don't feel Keith's right direction 

Put niggaz in fear  the bullets in they head section 

Pick up drug dollars  leave rings

Annihilation

Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)

1st Verse
I’m whatever darkness and hate brings been known

had sharpened to get your head impaled in it
Like a sword that was brought by the thought of Yog Sothoth
With these prophetic words that are combustible

lane going zoom zoom 
Gonna Turn your blood into perfume 
Aiming at your head like shampoo 
This is something you can't do 
Just had a breakthrough
Cut

I'm tossing, I'm turning, my stomach is churning
My thoughts reoccurring, my head won't stop hurting
My heart won't stop yearning, my blood won't

and
My wrist stay froze
Chilling on the corner in a b-boy stance
With a gun in my pants and
Some blood on my hands what!

Once upon a time not too far in

wondering
Neck peeking out the suicide doors
Doing donuts in a noose, yeah (Yeah)
Blood covered, blade runner, spray something
Pistol popping the head off

Do you know what's literally crazy?
When you messaged me, I was drivin'
And in my head, I was just like, "I need to listen to Trippie right now"

Commencement at the Obedience Academy

Aesop Rock

Float

1999

chains I could spot biters for acres
Now be gracious, these minstools turn a bully's psycho civil
By dissolving the candy coated image down to the pixels

Extreme

Ed O.G

The Truth Hurts

2000

make a deal off of blood money
Make an album off the drug money
Take the label money and launder it under the table money
And open businesses
It

slice
Blood, sweat, and tears, on the literal I did it
On the cusp of a dream almost hindered by a sickness

In weakness I'm a giant
My stature was that

[Proof]
Yo, ay yo turn the heads and the mics up
We got the Dreadknaughts, you know what I'm sayin
Super MC, you know what I mean
Bugz, Dirty and all

And its where they'll bury you if you're killed by  the mob    
Addiction is real sad your families at whits end 
The only thing that you care about is more

slice
Blood, sweat, and tears, on the literal I did it
On the cusp of a dream almost hindered by a sickness

In weakness I'm a giant
My stature was that

limit's

A nigga touch my brother Ev
Imma bust his head
Heard him talking choppy on the net
When niggas seen us in public
It was nothing said
In his kit

of the nose
Soul, let 'em know 'bout them blocks that we rose from
Legend in my city, must acknowledge it
I hustle 'fore fightin', head down, they Robinson,

Shot Up

Sticky Fingaz

Decade "...But Wait It Gets Worse"

2003

Kill 'em all, let God sort 'em out
Giva fuck

[Sticky Fingaz]
This is AK-47, banana clip rap
Bloodstain your album cover before it get wrapped

it ain't fit every head where my love is found
And man I love this now, its been far too long
Pray I touch every soul by the end of this some, come

the seat that you chosed
It's elite
You ain't gotta speak cause it shows
My skillset freakier than Bohemian Grove
Baby blood only cause the mama brim
Ahead

Kings of the Streets

T-Pain

Blood Sweat & Tears

2011

right)
We the best, so we marching like
They follow me

Okay, it's blood sweat and tears, it'd be the realest shit I ever wrote
Never stop or giving

brother
Gotta get through me to get to him
Gotta get through me before you get to Em
Ain't drop an album yet
Already 'bout to hit a M
It's gettin' spooky

and we burning them like flock by flock
Screaming at the world and you he gonna stop that clock
I'm a villain dripped down in the blood of all my enemies

(Hook)
I've been dribblin' past 'em obstables like Leo Messi 
Gotta blood of the Drukpa, Kalay Phabeysh, Excuse me!
Drukpa For life, goin' cray cray