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Channel Zero

Canibus

Can-I-Bus

1998

yo we tryin ta live it like love, peace and nappiness
You know I'm sayin, word up

I'm growing up in the ghetto
And there was nobody happy 
And my

spirit in me and he gave me the gift bro

When they see me they be saying that boy suave
Got the phantom when I'm pulling out the driveway
I ain't talking

The Game Is Sold Not Told

Goldy

In the Land of Funk

1994

Tony
All about that real Oakland mack shit, busters, not no phoney
Dressin up like the old days, the player's ball ain't Halloween
We give one in

Marks Ready Set Let's Go
Know I won't quit till I hit that goal
Gonna get my P's up
Bring all of my G's up
Watch em all Tik tok copy that Go
In position

You can't find nobody like me
I made a mark and now it's all that you see
Know that you hurting but that's how it be
When you kept all your past

judge a book by its' cover
Endura na sebi mi mitwi okada
Monhwɛ nde am riding panamera, versace top and down, belt nisu leather
When i wake up i just look

Feels So Good

Brand Nubian

One for All

1990

that's hype
But my stripes, marks me by champ
Check out the bass coming from the power amp
I'm the controller and like the Ayatollah
I used to live in

by push of a button
(Of a button)
I'm really gon buss dis got good aim if I miss he lucky
(Ouu you fuckin lucky)
I ran it up I use ta b broke you damn

Somebody Always Paints the Wall

George Jones

You Oughta Be Here with Me

1990

make my mark
Somebody always paints the wall.

Every time I think I'm off and running
I'm barely up to a crawl
Every time I get a leg up

jackin' the style
Every month a new battle royale, slow down

Twitch overrun by -hold it down now
There's games, see 'em loading up in the background
I

nurtured up to his relic age. 
Grandgoth

I was made of the ones who perish
And who any of those who want to dare wish

Off is on
And I'm going in headfirst

Lonesome Cowboy Nando

Frank Zappa

You Can't Do That on Stage Anymore, Vol. 6

1992

hurt.

Jimmy:
Come on in this place
An' I'll buy you a taste.
You can sit on my face.
Where's my waitress?

Mark & howard:
Burtram, burtram redneck!

good God! Good God!

What is this? I can't stand it

You just warm me up
Take it to my pocket please
Take it to my hometown
Take it to my strawhat

They

won't ever judge I gave the killers hope
I was never poor I was just broke
Looked up to gangsters ain't no role models
Dove in headfirst with no goggles

since then I been knowing
Sometimes I think my own self stupid
Cause I stay shooting at marks
Get twisted up in police reports
Since the cradle, I've been

evil thoughts
And I'll turn them into poetry
I do this for the ones that feel alone
So if I pass you up then pardon me
'Cause you're a part of me
I try

I aint got it all together by a lot
But imperfections qualify me for the spot
Another day another mercy knuckle up
I know that God still cookin' up

mark ass niggas
My eyes locked into the sky
Wondering what's beyond
Got the boat out here floating just sailing
The takeover bitch I'm the captain now

I

went up to Vermont
I crawled back to Austin to make a brand new start
Without you by my side
I can't believe how stupid I behaved and now you're gone
You

roses, that's us
I feel you no matter what
The rubies that I gave up

And I lost you
The one I was dancin' with
In New York, no shoes
Looked up

while I'm shifting gears
Cops chasing tryna mark us but
We ain't playing gears
Freeze hands up like I'm about to cheer
They stole my heat the way
Miami

really fucked with me
I am not enjoying my come up
And Boy it's fucked up
I question if I am someone
I'm looked at strangely by loved ones
You don't even

yo we tryin' ta live it like love, peace and happiness
You know I'm sayin', word up

I'm growing up in the ghetto
And there was nobody happy
And my

I don't want diamonds and chains
I wanna fly on a plane
Go somewhere people are sane
I just wanna be a missile
Hit the mark so official
I don't want