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insect in my pot, start
To mix it, when I spit it’s like Down B
My bars will drop hard!
Yeah, I’ve been popping villains, man
I feel just like a rockstar!

it falls apart, uh 
Fuck Joss, he ain't a hoss 
Fuck Joss, he's no boss, uh 
If he weren't in my life, then it wouldn't be a loss

Fuck Joss, he's no

wearin' rags in photos, Ja's words bein' quoted
In The Source, stealin' Pac's shit like he just wrote it
You loud mouths pray to God, hopin no one's

born in the 80s
My favorite heroes always caught the crooks
Atari 800, shows, and comic books
Never hypnotized by the communist lull
With Captain America

Breaking bread with my gang, if they want the loaf then I like the crumbs
They gon' need this shit on DVD, BRB
Heard that bitches outside wanna see my teeth,

Body and Soul

Buddy Rich

Keep the Customer Satisfied

1970

Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean

Body and Soul

André Previn

Music at Sunset

1999

Don't you know, he was the king of saxophones
Yes indeed he was;
Talkin' 'bout the guy that made it sound so good
Some people knew him by the Bean

Lifting Shadows

Oddisee

Alwasta

2016

my country, hate its politics
Can't just let me be
Can't just let me live
Regardless my belief
I thought the fathers wrote it clear
But darkness

greatness (Uh-huh)
My man Hell Rell's in the building, BX borough. (Uh-huh)
J.R. Writer's here, you know he's the Writer Of Writers
Right now, I don't know

building names
Stay stable
Bless you all
Polskee Flavour
U.n.i.t y, that’s why
Got my visa applied for July
I’m on the stand by
Ready to scream my

It's Over

Killah Priest

Heavy Mental

1998

of a flame, state your name
But he was afraid of the height, glazed at the light
Strayed, couldn't stay for the flight
Ran to his book of rhymes, took up

Beef

Chubb Rock

The Mind

1997

blood

[ Krazy Drazy ]
Well, it's the riggedy-rhyme dropper, the hip-hopper, you know the name
I ciggedy-can't explain (why niggas beefin in the game)

resultant decisive decision

I wrote this for all my brothers who are diligently pursuing righteousness, driven by the Desire for purity
Please open your eyes

was sitting in the trap
Couldn’t see shit but I still wrote packs
Smoke in my lungs got an ounce in my dacks
I don’t care what you say coz I’m makin

my 
Recent ex might toke
Couple weeks go by he rolling with the bros 
But I stood there stiff, I don’t wanna be cold
I want her to stay, but she

muhfuckas laughed
Cause I'm calling my auntie, anty
I wrote my name in the sand
Wrote her name in the sand
I finally got new clothing
I even started a brand

Killshot

Eminem

Killshot

2018

by some prick usin' my name for clickbait
In a state of bliss 'cause I said his goddamn name
Now I gotta cock back, aim, yeah, bitch, pop champagne

the game
I'm reaching for fame but niggas throw dirt on my name
I try to tell them we not the same
But you niggas lame and that's really a shame
I took

bad
It's not so bad
Dear Slim, I wrote you but still ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in

shit was gravy now he outta mind(gravy)
And out sight(haaaa )
Told that hoe to suck till I'm satisfied (let's do it)
Pull my moves all by myself it aint

never cooks
no time write my book
and in the end I ain’t got nothin’ at all

Time Waits For No One
a year goes by in the wink of an eye
Time Waits For No

just blinded by pain
Sometimes I get ideas flashes of how I could've begun
To understand my heritage and where my family came from
When I go east

as Junior, but I'll explain Ibby first because I know him better, Ibby's real name is Ibrahim, he's also called Splashavells, because he attacks people with

any mean 
By any means necessary 
it's RTTBAMN TILL I D.I.E 
Imma create till i cremate 
Set fire to the booth, they gone remember my name 
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