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Lately I've been chillin' by myself
I don't need to hang with no one else
Smokin' presidential top shelf
Dealin' with some demons, I'm in hell

Felony Niggas

The LOX

We Are the Streets

2000

Look at the world through a niggas eyes 
Don't be a bitch, you gonna live and die 
Rivin' in the sky, but no love when you slither by 
I pray to god

8:46 i look thru the list 
Of children of god police couldn't co exist w
I'm on my Medgar (Evers) & Malcolm (x) shit
Scribe by my lonely uptown in

I don't give a fuck about the past
Our glory days gone by
All I care about right now 
Is that wee mole inside your thigh
And my confidence might

A Child Is Born

Brand Nubian

Soul in the Hole

1997

with my wiz 
Now she dead with my kids 
I live by the subway, niggas push drugs in my hallway 
All day everyday tryin to get the pay 
And I be tryin'

seen b*tch n*ggas watch and don't lift a hand. I done seen unexplainable sh*t I don't understand. It let me know that everyone that calls you bro aint ya

years
I ain't just got ends, I end careers
Cosigned by the allmighty pac
When I drop science like? I'm not lyin'
Put a scar on your face like Simba's

the moans of Al Capone
Gun POW to the dome
And split the bone, wig blown off the ledge
By the alledged, full-fledged, sledge RZA edge
One dose of my

in there like you a pendant
No doubt that this shit is fire dead poets in my society
I ain't man of the year, way too many personalities
He's more like

Everybody on the street with the moon
Dead poet on the wall
The Uber pull up with the crew
Yeah girls be all dolled up
I don't fuck with no lineup

Aint nothing changed but the name on the mail
They only love when you dead or in jail
Born in October the sign is a scale, If it don't measure up

Thug War

Wu-Syndicate

Wu-Syndicate

1999

Creep like centipedes, snatch stacks up from silly men 

Cursed by the wicked gin, keep peepers blue-fenced 

To my nested kin, I leave some Japanese

Worldwide

Akinyele

Vagina Diner

1993

here to start bringin' it
First cannibalistic rhymer, eatin' bitch niggaz
By the statistics, like, Jeffery Dahmer's
Huh, scrapin' you like

an alien
Zeni's a practitioner of constant repetition

7 Billion years from now when planet Earth is dead and gone
Zeni Pincher floats through space, but

16 I was being a bitch
17 I got famous
And by 18 I was dead

High up the first year
Then next year the fallout
Then X died, my world crashed
Life gave

I'll change
Brodie don't smoke
He got a baby bottle for the pain
Was rookie of the year two years
Ago then polished up my game
European sneakers
Pull up

the beat)

I ain't no bitch, I ain't no ho, I ain't no rat or none of that
Bro, fuck that 'Cat, we pull up strapped, don't get caught lackin', double back

fucked your girl yeah she was a
Slut
You said I'm a dead men
Then you passed by my side
And you act like you was seven
Never let your girl meet me
Cause

W.R.O.H

Ab-Soul

These Days...

2014

all of my proceeds
Don't I flow like I don't bleed? Every cut is just dumb
After me there will be none I told you there is only one (Soul)
Yeah, and I

fly from about 16 
Dem times I couldn't even write a 16
7 years now till my sons 16 
12 years till my other one tun 16 
If the move don't benefit them

a blood link inc, write my name on the wall
Dog men X, def till the ball
Jump niggaz call, beggin' for their life
And I just fucked that bitch that you call

better days
You don't know what someone else endured but we don't hesitate
To judge them by appearance and this world is full of hell and hate
The poor

to say

Double that back if I don't make no profit
In my town yh I'm da hottest topic
I get respect I don't bitch n gossip
My guys know me I'm solid
Get me

(MH Beats, Drill Kartel)
Time is money, we don't do hagglin'
I unveiled that ting from Sheath
Had seven neeks all fuckin' staggerin'
You can call me