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life ends what was your intention
You know I ain't a nerd scrubbing half baked bars
Like fight club waiting to pop off the pages
Gonna wash the town

highways, and so I spin off
Spin off, like old vinyl, as I cut through the past
Born from concrete and cut by the glass
I'm fractured reflection of greatness,

Who Got the Fire

Master P

There's One in Every Family

1998

only been choked, seven zones
I'm grown, and well known to be surviving in hell
Hangin round long enough to get through the clouds
It's something by (?)

beside me for my first fight
Who would ever thought you would take my life?
Now I’m laying here with a whole in my back
Blood on the concrete my lungs

"Welcome to my shit man peep it
aye man this is Cornfed man
This the first beat I ever made right here
Only right I put it onnn
This that Nebraska

And say what u gunna do quick
Ya better make ya move cause I'm so Sick of this yeah actin like u own the Town
Well I'm here to put ya down all the Way

No Regrets

Aesop Rock

Labor Days

2001

women, kids, sunsets, clouds
And she drew
Skyscrapers, fruit stands, cities, towns
Always said hello to passers-by
They'd ask her why she passed her time

Born down in a dead man's town
The first kick I took was when I hit the ground
You end up like a dog that's been beat too much
'Til you spend half

Get Yo Ride On

Mack 10

Presents da Hood

2002

[Mack 10] 
Do some shit with my niggas from the CPT, ha ha
You ready Eiht?

[MC Eiht]
Yeah, c'mon

[Mack 10]
I was born to ride, banging,

sticker, d' ? what nigga 
I'm iggity-out to make a bundle in all spots 
like the tiggity-tunnel, we start bleedin from the concrete 
jiggity-jungle, we

was born in the morning but not today
When all he wanted was some hay

Well I got two hundred rounds
Just taking up ground
From the first cutting here

Living in the concrete jungle
Where the vines latch on, and the time catch on to a nigga anytime he stumble
Where the 9 latch on to the hip, pack

Dollar and a Dream

The Game

The Documentary 2

2015

They say it started in the East where the apple was
But out West we be throwing them apples up
They say them Fruit Town niggas gon' ride tonight
They

I find myself, every other night
In a subterranean labyrinth
Though I often forget
By morning
There are many ways to get there
The hotel, with

nigga loved by the whole world hoe

 straight out the concrete now I rose a beautiful soul but nah they don’t 

I ride witta silencer plug his name Oliver

And the underground
Constantly defying
To play by your rules, I bring my sound
A hymn from a tinsel town to marx in metropolis
A concrete apostle raise a don reedemer

pour over by choice and I bite the peach
Land ahoy behold a 4-leaf clover
Lord keep me away
I can get my rocks off from just smelling the smoke
Ex-stoner

A Town and don't you eva get it confused
Cause we the ones that sold it to
The dude that sold it to you
First album out the trunk I
Started makin some

We think you're joking, they said as I led them down the garden path
First you're born and then you die
They said that Life is short, but they were

leads me Back to the place where I call Home
Another summer day passes by With the ones I've come to know
And for the first time in my life I Can finally

Game Krossed

Mr. Shadow

Pit Bossing

2001

in pad

[Snapper]
It's the town wit the most Gs
Look here leva, you can't school me
Or the homie, Capone-E

[Mr. Capone-E]
Still in the game, no shame

freshie
Born in 1972 Oct 24th April healed up and made it through I'm a jig town boy Gilbert park the projects
Learned to fight to hold my light
When

switch to emission
They missing the point
Conjuring noise
Born with a choice born with a voice
Stand for ya right stand for ya soil
They digging for oil

like Cody/
Going step by step up/
James Brown/
I get around/
Step step up/
Hey now/
You don't get no awards for effort/
You lamed out/
Tryna get applause