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Have You Ever

Kevin Gates

I'm Him

2019

(damn)
The block just shut down, you gotta stay and grind
The streets know, somebody play, it be a homicide (boom, boom)
Unanswered prayers make you

the whole crew hit it
I had to show the whole world
I was a fool with it
I'll never let my nigga down
Nigga I stay with it i'm on your magazine
Young nigga

hard
 
A bolt of white lightning shot out of the sky
Struck down in a village called Peniman's Eye
It punctured a whole there in time's sturdy back

New York, New York

Grandmaster Flash

The Greatest Hits [Sequel]

2000

might get fooled if you come from out of town 
But I'm down by law, and I know my way around

Down in the Village, you might think I'm silly 
But you

the love huh
Where were y'all niggas at?
Dirty Sprite
I was down bad
Mad at myself
Couldn't tell
Hanging on by thread but it didn't feel like it
Too busy up

when you from a Slum Village that hums sickness you numb with it
So come with it
Lunch, dinner, break fast of the asthma
And tongue what the young living

Disco

Slum Village

Trinity (Past, Present and Future)

2002

in the club Disco
Uh come on and disco

Come on
I wanna see y'all take it there on the floor
You wanted the Slum so we came with some more
I hate

the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya dont want that shit
Cause its gone be naughty, by nature
Fuck a playa hater
Ima come through
And ya know Im down to spray

that I'm from is too fuckin' slum, ayy
I'm not askin' for much (I'm not askin' for much)
Girl I'm not askin' for much (I'm not askin' for much)
Just

hidden rocks
Reaching miles into the ocean
It was named ‘Death Lock’

To give the Hangman a new meaning
The whole village from close by
Set to build

down the village
And no one's going to survive it
Clive the Knee-Master doesn't
Jump into action
Real fast
Clive the Knee-Master
Explode from your shell

yeah
I got ma vision ma on Lock yeah
I put ma trust in the Lord
Cause without him by my side I'd be lost (Yeah)
He the only one I can't trust

We from

on the wood
Bet your last brick hot like wind
You got burnt by your last bitch
James Bond beemer’s cruising through
The city slums get your money youngin nigga

I am covered by his grace o
I no de look Uche face o
I and I it's Emey here I de so
Me I no de look Uche face o
Na my hustle me I de so
Give me power

within, it's service
We don't retreat, we don't give in
When they arrive, we will defend
Protect the village and all within, it's service

stayed at they throat
Working consistent
Got the bag by the ropes my hands been itching
All I need is for you to make the wrong move
& turn it to a killing

Where Are You Now My Son

Joan Baez

Where Are You Now, My Son?

1973

(Words and Music by Joan Baez)

It's walking to the battleground that always makes me cry
I've met so few folks in my time who weren't afraid to die

Around the corner to Where the flex
Yea we call that the horna
And I got some stories for yall. So check it out

I was chilling by booth 15
Drinking to get

Brothers brothers brothers
I got shot
By the cops
One time pull up on yo block
Run yo pocks
Pick yo locks
Crack you wings saying fuck yo flock
Niggas send

Ill Manors

Plan B

Ill Manors

2012

an Eco-friendly government
They preserve our natural habitat
Built an entire Olympic village
Around where we live without pulling down any flats
Give us free

The kings are back, baby
HP solid, EXP brolic
Cali boy sent it in, DMV called it
RPG knowledge, we be the problem
Did it for the village and really

the likes of ya
By the look on your face I'm enticing ya
Words popping
World watching
Can't stop it
No sir G.A.T we locked in
Imma lock in til I lock out
What

Speaking the truth with it
I gave my all but you gave excuse with it
I brought kisses and smiles through
But you want nothing to do with it
Left out

Came from donga flag
Now designer Down
Came from pro poor country
Now we up town
My Country girl cook me torborgee and hold it down
Mix the serees