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J'lâche une bastos, sans forcer
Que des 6-0, sans forcer
On joue à Rolland K-Sos, sans forcer
94.0, sans forcer

Danew By Rohff, bob DT
C'est l'été

Next Level

Futuristic

As Seen on the Internet

2016

Woah, I won't rap on the same beat as the rest of you
The radio is terrible they sent me here to rescue you
My album dropped and got the best

make albums 
Roll out like the a-team
Assemble 
Produced by Eli
That shit the description 
Mention every pot that I pissed in 
Overflowing and 
I'm going

don't get me
Betting on myself like I bagged a bookie
Just a freshman but was never a rookie
This album is my present to you
I hope you left out the milk

August Was a Heavy Month

Bob Geldof

Deep in the Heart of Nowhere

1986

you or I
Alright, alright says Baby Blue
Who doesn't really understand
August was a heavy month
But winter came at last.

*written by Bob Geldof
*taken

Long time now I'm back
D. O
Scares on my body
Body my link
Don get back be Rocky
Nobody but all me
Living by dead
Fed on your neck
Dont gotta be owin

off the post
I finessed her off my conscious I'm the truth
Production by Lex Luger and the ghost
Killer I'm iller Pierre bout to get ya
I'm chasing cash

Violators

Busta Rhymes

Violator: The Album

1999

[Swizz beatz]
Let's get it started, get it started
Let's keep it started, keep it started
Yeah, yeah, violator the album
Go, go, go!!

[l

lungs are damaged

Chain with the dangle
I do bad all by myself
1 of me. And 2 of you that's a threesome, spread them legs.
Chain gang first down free

plate but it did nothing for my appetite
My hunger running deeper i could eat right through the countertop
And if they ask me what I'm chasing I can't

on a vacay
She love me like some chicken but its alot of shit thats at steak
Mysterious number call m phone start with 619
Wrote a letter to my watch and not

Winkle, now you're gonna wake up (come one, come on)
MCs, pick up a hobby that you're gonna' take up
Well, on the stage, I'm known to break fool, huh
But

the Wisp
And this is The Last Light Radio
Your last beacon of truth and defiance

I've always started my shows by saying that: All ships lost in

did I miss
And what the fuck don’t I get 
Man say they say the truth hurts
Now I got blood all in my poss 
You didn’t ask but I’ll confirm 
That one day

mybroe
I bring life to the booth
Kill a mic when I recite the truth, ja
MC by trade
I let my rhyme play
From Saturday to Friday
I have to do it my way
Step

us
Trying to rest my mind
The press be pressed to find stories by my kind
I suggest the climb
Though many, many holler about justice reform
But

My Seven Bizzos

2 Live Crew

As Nasty as They Wanna Be

1989

her rich friends to know the truth
But me and her both know all the facts
She's in love with the brother from the ghetto, who is black

My seven

a crab that infiltrate
Try to divide crews (I see you)
You say you balling but it's biddy though
You know it's fucked up when Sharkeisha
Get more hit's

size
Swear to sell nothing but the truth
Won't tell now one single lie
Daddy said let me see where you stay
Tell me you get what you pay
If you want time

a song or two
I got 3 albums in my notes
Only speaking the truth
Livin what I wrote
All the shit I been thru.
I'm just glad I got my folks
Anyone I vent

I'm sick of the truth being silenced
I'm sick of the unbelievable violence
Caught up in our lives ignoring real issues
It affects us directly all

the Tribe through
Speak the truth
Like my hands on the Bible
Doing this
‘Til the earth turns into a fireball
Clever words
to incite a riot
But the crowd never

doubtful it's breaking the mold
Building my wall, Bob keep stackin' it
Singing my songs
She makes requests but I ain't having it
It's my art, stack till I'm

Oh yea
This is for my real fans let me talk about them
Right around with my first album
Remember that shit talk about it
You put me here
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