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the building
Court systems with the
Poppa momma drama in the building
Smoking at 13
I swear to God I'm on the ceiling
Only truth from now
That will have to make

G Pe$o from the 13, and I'm in this bitch alone (Aye)
Writing and recording, hear me turning up on songs
Focused getting rich, so ain't no need

The Ballad of Blasphemous Bill

Hank Snow

The Singing Ranger, Vol. 3

1994

the light o' day or under the peak-faced moon;
In cabin or dance-hall, camp or dive, mucklucks or patent shoon;
On velvet tundra or virgin peak, by glacier,

Pre-Verse (Intro)
Winter Babies, Slay
Spring Bares Fruit, Taste
Summer Rays, Fade
Autumn Flew, Wait

Verse 1
I just get the feelin that winter is

won't live a life without you
Understand that we are dead
You'll never be alone again
My dear
These cold lungs need your winter breath
I'm always longing

Aquel Que Había Muerto [Radio Edit]

Vico C

Aquel Que Habia Muerto

1998

on the awares and it finds out by same you who to that you would daran by dead has raised of the avismo Everything always happens although many do not want Return

Black Market

Black Market Militia

The Black Market Militia

2005

[Intro: Killah Priest]
Yeah, knawhatimean, Killah Priest
I changed my name, man, it's Leo Angel now
Knawhatimean? Yo, this is Black Market

Intro:  BIG (Puffy)
(Uh-uh, yea)
(I want a remix again)
(I think I want a remix again)
This goes out to my Brooklyn crew (ready Big)
Represtin all

know I leak her[02:11.47]Got no jumper, so I go hard in the paint[02:13.70]Postgame, leave him there[02:14.93]Everything been Gucci mane, new a.k.a.

you stayed with me

But I guess we were never meant to be


Winters nights all by myself

Throwing up till I lose myself

Only sense of comfort is me

Every day we getting closer 
13 on my hip Uhhh
That’s only my blower 
96 Shawn Carter
We ain’t takin no orders 
Still serving that water 
Bona fide shot

Another no-hit autumn but they seem all so unbothered by the way I'm just staring into space
Does it trickle down through the underground deepness I can't

just how it's gonna feel
Like not to be alive anymore
I'll be dead by Christmas now anyway
Tell me, will you remember me that day
When you've found a new

sometimes fought
A young nigga in the ghetto
With plenty of dreams
Surrounded by the police
And many of fiends
At 13 started mobbin'
14 started robbin'
It's

Had to run it up go fuck the summer up
And the winter was cold had to bundle up
I was freezing need heat by the stove
Plenty nights when i needed some

FACE DOWN IN THE MUD AND FALLING FURTHER DOWN - C

(Intro)

(Chorus)

Face down in the mud

And falling further down

Trying to claw my way 

Back up

Niggas dying for a pocket full of dead niggas



Breadwinner 

Breadwinner 

Breadwinner 



Heart cold, dead winter fuck the feds nigga

Cover Earth in blackness, her lakes now flow with blood 
Our world is is dead, black winters dread, Mans time with her is done! 

Black winter death 
No

anymore
No no no
Puget Sound's water keeps on warming fast
Water levels are higher than the past
Expected to increase by 1.3 feet
And it could happen by

Reign of Terror

Testament

Return to the Apocalyptic City

1993

Marching our way through the crypts of the dead
Taking his land by command
Killing our victims and taking no slaves
Hitler's final third reich

Intro:
Oh no no
Ye ye yeeeh ye
Fayvi banky here here

First verse:
I told you from the start
I wanna be with you
Without you I can
Can I stand by you

scrappin' with these niggas 'til
My mouth got bloody
And after it's over we got some
Drink and we got budded
Since I'm only 13 this must be my intro
I really

a nigga jump fence
Crack in the walls
We was really in the trench
Nigga I Dont Need No Help
This shit right here
Nigga
Did It By Myself
So ya ass wanna act

Please give me the medicine
No energy pills hit the ground
Seems like a lot for a dead man
Oh well
I would hope for a second chance but

I keep falling in