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tan, middle of the Summer, twistin' up, sittin' in a Hummer
I got shot by an undercover but I bounced back and I still recovered
Walk around I got

the bombs guns and machete
Above the law cus my mind stays Revolutionary
Never was the type
To believe conspiracy theories 
But by the way life is out here

just might be in your hood
Causin' havoc with my bros, and instill all to the good
Horse and carriage when I roll, it's sober hopin' so it's 'stood
I'm

Children's Poem

Ursula Rucker

Ma'at Mama

Hey, my name is not Protocol
And I ain't nobody's stigma or statistic
Hey, hey lady, you know who you are.
You think you helpin' me by insertin'

Sapokanikan

Joanna Newsom

Divers [LP]

2015

The cause is Ozymandian
The map of Sapokanikan
Is sanded and beveled
The land lone and levelled
By some unrecorded and powerful hand

Which

here, boy? (Could we have some service, waiter?)

What about that pie, boy? (God that's good!)

Thruppence for a meat pie?

Toby!

Coming!
'Scuse

Allow me to begin by stating that i am a retired regular
Of the rowdy and rambunctious
Semi-retroactive and always compunctious
Night life
Yea many

Play It Loud

KLC, Fiend, January Walker

Play that Shit Louder.
Play that Shit Loud.
Play that Shit Louder.
Play that Shit Loud.
You can put this CD

Play It Loud

KLC, Fiend, January Walker

Play that Shit Louder.
Play that Shit Loud.
Play that Shit Louder.
Play that Shit Loud.
You can put this CD

Play It Loud

KLC, Fiend, January Walker

Play that Shit Louder.
Play that Shit Loud.
Play that Shit Louder.
Play that Shit Loud.
You can put this CD

In a tinted black Benz with the seat low
Yeah, we've got the same whip
But are you a speed demon like me? No
East boy, South, filled E up
I be

Just hit a button Morty, give me a beat
Oh man, okay, alright, um..
I'm a fancy boy, I'm a jack of all trades
I'm a master of the world, oh lord

I'm

all bury 
My conscious tends to be plagued by money and hunger pains
Nothing left to my name so I pitch to niggas outside
Hedonist night walker, hopin'

you work out, gotta get it right back
I trap by day boy, rap by night,
C-Bone in this Bitch College Park trump tight

[Hook]

[T-Mo Goodie]
I'm pimp

be surprised by your findings

Get a clue and youtube September Clues
And Judy wood Irrefutable too
The planes look like cartoons
And they played some

this was a movie
Half of you niggas were in the purge
Broad day
I done see niggas get put on the curb
I know old plugs that didn't
Sold good in

Harriet
Nigga wish I was dead so I call em Timmy
Pop out with turner
Got heat like a stove with a burner
Boy I'm a boss and you fuck Niggas workers
Face

simmer down my boy you just a big talker
You my baby only moving if i bring the walker
Why you still ga them hoes when I bring the water
I going need some

here, boy? (Could we have some service, waiter?)

What about that pie, boy? (God that's good!)

Thruppence for a meat pie?

Toby!

Coming!
'Scuse

him in traffic
He hit that boy with a 4 by 4
Dre Ski too savage
My heart cold I can't wife no hoe
Especially them ratchet lil hoes
They be doing

Every Goodbye

Mark Erelli

The Memorial Hall Recordings

2002

(Jim Armenti)

I've been called every bad name, some I can't name
By judges and lawyers and folks I never met
But my mother she called me Walker

you rock will
Not make the swelling go down
Try settlin' down, we strapped
Mad chrome to grip
Last cat that had a bone to
Pick is a skeleton now
This

W.R.O.H

Ab-Soul

These Days...

2014

just might be in your hood
Causin' havoc with my bros, and instill all to the good
Horse and carriage when I roll, it's sober hopin' so it's 'stood
I'm

here, boy? (Could we have some service, waiter?)

What about that pie, boy? (God that's good!)

Thruppence for a meat pie?

Toby!

Coming!
'Scuse