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to an agreement he won't let me leave quietly
We make a good team like Adebayo and Butler
We're bringing the heat we're coming for redemption
Because when I was

come to drag you to the fucking flames;
The Hound hunts you down, the Hound calls your name.
I’ll bring the heat with a smoking Glock and a serrated

"Bye boys I'll see you in a few hours, gotta hit the studio, spit some new bars. By the time I'm back don't smoke all the dope or better dart

Russian fingers turned a rusty blade 
Across damp cat gut strings that made
Sour music as the bear laid
Down his “iron rings of death” dance …..  solo .

behaviors of our savagery
Engrained in asynchronous violence schemas
Death by man's design
Man made gods
Made from gods
Of man kind
Neuron harvest
Colossus

Give God all the praise He the most high
Whole squad whip fresh to death this a ghost ride
Walk by faith not sight might go blind
Got the Holy Spirit

I'm back up like I never left
I'm Calculated with wisdom that's how I take my steps
Got 50 cents the way I'm steady dodgin' this death
With what I

Family Reunion

Portishead

Ill Poetic Presents: Mood Muzik's Third

2008

All heat like wall street ya stock crashin'
Now the fed wanna read his rights
Lord have mercy Jesus Christ I got passion
I'm blackin' all my niggas

get by, we get crunk, we spit fire, we got pumps
We get high, we get drunk, we got heat for ya'll punks
Can't find you layin', my fam is not playin'

Musical Massacre

Eric B. & Rakim

Follow the Leader

1988

flame; then smoke; ashes a dust to dust.
Contact is compact when I bust.
Mc's are now in a massacre;
A disaster a... Master at fashion; a beat to death

be a real one
This my story Here it go
Im a beast with horns on my head
Redrum all im seeing is death
Shrouded by lies so im watching my steps
Ima g

out my heat first, he pull out his heat last

Now who the fuck you think is livin' to this day?
I'm tryin' to tell these young niggas crime don't pay

Okay okay, what's up
I ride for the mother-fucking beat too heat might spit this shit 
I said I'd die for the Spence nast' beat no doubt why me?

wit' ether 
Silver spoons and silver pans like peter
Death is coming ima fuckin' reaper 
No escaping this addiction either 
Oh my god I feel it in my

I stress too much, my hair is thin
Fueled by guilt and other things
These well-adjusted family folk just taunt me
With their plastic lives, suburban

The opps they planning on killing me 
But they know a young nigga keep his heat 
Growing up in Philly you can't be sweet 
Got hit in his eye now his ass

blast yo party
Shottie blast yo party

I got infinite bullets
I grip on the trigger
And I'm packing the heat
Turn ya body to liquor
And I'm Jack

relate
By the end of the year, probably be seven or eight
I'm so far ahead I could brake for the rest of the race
Take my foot off the mothafuckin' pedal

when I hop on a verse
You just a boy with a whole lotta nerve
When I trap gotta keep it low key
Ain't no cap when we talkin' bout heat
You a bitch I'm

the beat's already heat
Spitting fire every day
It could be high or low
So I got the skills to back
Up my big fat ego
Go
I'm the next idle
Coming with spirals

Juro - The Heat (Produced by Infinitee)



[Verse - Juro]


I'm bringing the fire, not maybe
This world could make you feel crazy
Work ethic never

Yea
Can't keep this HEAT in tha stash
Pop it and slide it
I keep me a clip and a half
Rolling like 3 and a half
I'm from the hood
Where dem niggas be

a Bentley
Listening to bitches talking dogs hit like Pedigree
Like you feel the heat? I feel the heat
Well life is a bitch, just a dog in heat
Old yeller

of disgust and mistrust but
Yuck
Justice is created by just us and right now
The planet is on self destruct look
Raised in the jungle made of concrete
I stand