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Mine are the hands that feed
Providing when you call
And mine are the feet that bleed
It's me who scars when you fall
Any my heart
Is hardened by

didn't feel at home there did you
Did you
So I rely on the pen whilst you rely on the gram
Take a cheap shot from your friends we've reached the bitter end

quickly
I just need a hand
But now you're gone
And I can't feel anything anymore
Maybe that's why I'm insecure
I think I've reached the end of the game
That

every scene by heart, 
they all went by so fast 
If he's passin' back this way, 
I'm not that hard to find 
Tell him he can look me up if he's got

sharpened that shit
And slit the rap game's wrist fuck that
Ras Kass the measure of all
Who claim to be nice
From the mic to the dice to the dikes

(Hands up)

Appetite

Usher

Here I Stand

2008

10 in ride, I can hide
I can't lie (lie), but ever since I put that band on my hand
More chicks tryna get at me
Then I know what to do
Just tryna

than you i'm just bitter

I got by your facade
But when the monsters came I knew
I was in too deep, to back out just like that
Now all I want is payback

till the bitter end
Why don't you come by here, come by here
Come by here yer, come by here
Wo woh come by here, Wo woh come by here
Woh come by here,

devise
Plead to men of state empowered by your vice
Feed on every scrap you voted to incise
Bite the hand that feeds and screech "equality"
Parse your

just like the times at home when we were kids
Final call, no dialogue, all so I can raise a steady hand
It never ends, nothing ever ends, a bitter cup I

of the ranges
To as far as the eye can see
But by far only God can see
The location that I will be
At the end of this oddessey
Living in luxury, not living in

that holy ghost inside rebuke these demons back to hell
Kill my pride my wicked ways put an end to every spell 
You give a life no man can take only

many lives can I help mend
Before we reach the bitter end
The bitter end

Stepping into life trying to keep the upper hand
While all around me words

control
He wants the heart that seeks to know
The One to come has been revealed
The signs fulfilled
Our fates are sealed by faith

A descendant of Abram

But that's a divorce that left me widowed
I can tell if the fam ready for the upgrade little by little
And if so, ditto
I don't find need for no

Sweet hazel eyes
Bitter it shines

You should know, baby
Ain’t no name on my leash
You show know by this time, baby
That ain’t no name on my leash

Sweet

of massive evil
That's the church work
That's the path of massive ego
That's the blood of Abraham bein'
Stabbed by the steeple

In 1619 they were patiently

Big Poppa

The Notorious B.I.G.

MTV Party to Go, Vol. 8

1995

the chronic by the tree

"I love it when you call me big poppa"
Throw your hands in the air, if you'se a true player
"I love it when you call me big pop-pa"

to save
No soul left to take
I know I'm finally alive
Alone on the path supplied
Bite the hand that feeds
I'm sick of shielding the pain behind these eyes

All I Know

Jazze Pha

From tha Roota to tha Toota

2002

painted just like the man
That Veta tryin not to bite his hand
But they need em to keep em life from they stand
Every night praying for praying go as far

Born the leech, I live to preach
Devour from the hand that feeds
Cremation basks it's glow
Fear your end for it comes slow
Your lungs fill now for

am gonna say that you are fucked up
Fucked up
(Yuh huh)
Fucked up
(Yuh huh)
I know this shit and its fucked up
Sweet on the face
Bitter by the taste

You’re not getting by
Not satisfied
I understand
Just get back in the line
Nose to the grind
Machine made man
You’re anything that I want you to be

Big Poppa

The Notorious B.I.G.

Ready to Die

1994

the chronic by the tree

"I love it when you call me big poppa"
Throw your hands in the air, if you'se a true player
"I love it when you call me big pop-pa"