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And its like erry day
I been on my lonely out here looking to get paid
Know i'm working harder but like still i'm underplayed
Aye, Aye!
Know i hold

do)
Done a lot free stuff like the government
2020 pay my dues you know I gotta get the bag
Put my title on the net and put the city on the map
Start

the finals
It's only real when you hold ya chest out for the title
Like so...

You know what it feels like
Being raised by the street lights
And everyday

over here
I wanna see you, I know what I need

Let's take a ride
Let's take a ride
Let's take a ride
You by my side, we're gonna fly
Wheels are made

old heads told me
Grab fate by the waist pull it towards me
You ain't gotta chase it pull it to ya niggas
Tryna hold you back pull em forward
Now I

find out by the end of the night huh?
Rolling through my city
I can see myself with you
I can tell lil mama that she pretty that she cute
Is you native

Here I stand
Alone
I've never been to Nineveh
I'll never know, if I'd outgrow
The masochistic streak that keeps me
Here, intrigued

By circumstance

a fall on solid ground
Ground
But hey he's not everything
Don't wanna be held down by wedding rings
Rather be living in the city
Oh I could get used

faile-faile
To clear the road
Girl you and i
We like gold and rose
My body and soul belongs to you
Oh my bebe (Oh my bae)

Tell ogboni faile-faile
To clear

the torch as a youngin'
In front of the many children
My exes gonna be in they feelings
When me and Dimmy chillin', yeah
I hold it high for a livin'
You know

you hear it, too?
Or maybe I'm not describing it clearly to you
Because it's not entirely clear to me
For you to see, try to picture a river rushing

I'm Mad

EPMD

Business as Usual

1990

punk, slack up. 
Watch your weak posse before they get smacked up. 

One by one, two by two, three by, Yo P

[Parrish]
What's Up  E.D.?

Pass

sits in the midst of us, yeah it's quite mysterious
No you're not delirious, I'm serious, it's clear to us
Add some crystals, gonna see gold
Then

yourself we ain't rivals
Put that on the lord put that on JC and King James bible
Touching Gold like I'm Midas yall can hold my vinyl

Now what is this song

funded by the suburbs
Fallen city we need to hoist this
Girl you got a big top
Like a clown take a stroll downtown
Make em clap like the crowd
But

Catch me riding around this city, windows down
Music loud, know I'm about to blow a cloud
Disconnect and slow it down
Find my peace, it's so profound

Set off by the bombs with each of my letters
Act soft now, I know that I'm winning
The title been gone, so what you defending?
So what's the move now?

up out of danger
Hand on the pistol, the trigger hold the finger
Movin' like a surgeon, got life and death in hand
'Cause I done seen the serpents

in my head, and it’s haunting 
While I'm here on my desk overworking yeah yeah 
Yeah I’m sitting by waiting for sunny days 
But I keep saving for rainy

fall again
Lets blend our strengths as a single blow
Concentrate on a thought
With a clear shape, as one we'll strike gold

The hand that feeds you
Holds

Premonition

Lute

Premonition

reckless
Which one? Your life or that gold necklace
Could niggas soul check it?
And all my life I been so patient
They say "life is what you make" so

Runnings Dungeon
Castle Corner at the Wanderers
The sun will always shine on this
City of gold
So bury my bones in Jo’burg
Let it forever be my home

to defeat
Fake niggas all in my ear
They tell me: it's clear, Vyekon you sound immature
I watch em grin while the Jailer grab hold of em chains
And whipped

And the colour of my skin is beautiful
And i know that i am free to dream, to be
To become what i can be 

And the colour of my skin is beautiful
And i know that i