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DOOR
AND PUTTING HER WATER BOTTLE AWAY BUT IT FALLS ON THE
FLOOR.  THEN FREDDIE COMES RUNNING OUT FROM HIS APARTMENT
ACROSS THE HALL AND GRABS IT THEN

the west but I'm from the east coast
Brown skin bleach in my roots the baggy jeans low
New boy head so good it feel like 3 throats
We go live in the forest

24 Hours to Live

DJ Lt. Dan/DMX

Fed Up and Movin On

2007

a nantucket
Then go get a jar from branson
And make sure I leave my mother the money to take care of grandson
Load the three power, hop in the eddie bauer

The Honey

Pimp C

Pimpalation [Bonus CD]

2006

in my Impala, new Gucci and that Prada, gotcha koochie by the collar
(Well I'ma strip off ya clothes and lay ya down on the flo' 
He fucked the shit

a whole tape
Without my dues being paid
That's breaking the rules
Cuz if you from Houston, DJ Screw he paved the way
S-U-C, Swisha House
Lil Keke, Michael

poppin' (Facts)
Can't forget show stoppin'
Dope smokin' dope countin' (Oowoo!)
Three clap Surf City gang slidin'
City of the Crips by the beach (Go!)
This

72nd & Central

Proof

Searching for Jerry Garcia [Bonus DVD]

2005

four-pound (uhh)
And bust like four rounds, kick the door down
Get yo' ass up outta town nigga, uhh, uhh

(Five by five) Niggaz connive, I thought you knew

G's to show his appreciation and I buy an El Camino until the heat dies down and I figure I'll run some product down to Texas, I like that Houston town.

the monsters running from the demons you showed me the light now its all I’m seein’

I can’t see you walk out the door I knew the person you were before
(I can’t

I saw it coming, I was aware from earlier
This crew's watching me, they all envy
It's cool, keep watching me i will burn ya
I'm just tryna live but

Each one cut by hand, by master glassworkers"
She draws her eyes from me for
A second to look up
"Takes one's breath away to think about it"

Mum loves

looking
There's nothing, nothing left to find
Nothing, nothing left to find

So I left him down in Pensacola
In a trailer in the sand
The man from

rob the train
Live by my own rules, fuck the judge
Vigilantes cut down if they fuck with us
In my life, I always stood tall with the Glock out
Big

The Style You Haven't Done Yet

Boogie Down Productions

Ghetto Music: The Blueprint of Hip Hop

1989

Intro 

The number one set and sound...live! Ghetto Music. Produced by 

KRS One. 

Widdy bye bye bye bye bye bye bye 

Widdy bye bye bye bye

and blow trial
You catch cal when you browse through my X-files
Who be next now?
Man's down, hands down
Hold ground by yo side when it go down
I dedicate

pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not

GOOD MORNING, TEXAS 
BY GARY BEST

I CAME BACK TO HOUSTON IN A STOLEN GTO
CHANGED MY SHIRT AND WASHED MY HAIR BUT I SMELLED LIKE NEW MEXICO
LAST

Refugees on the Mic

Fugees

Blunted on Reality

1994

John 3:16
For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son
That who so ever believes in him shall not perish but have ever lasting

three’s, like I’m Steph Curry
In the Lamb, in a hurry
Fuck on your bitch while she
Sniff that perc’ I’m slurping
I might hit that ass again, that bitch curvy

looking down
Hands up middle finger
Dying from tha pain and
Depression itll break ya
Thoughts in my head
Saying hasta luego
Remember who you talking to
Me

your love will never fade

PTSD sent me away from home
Bullied as a kid, feel the pain as I've grown
Kicked me down, I heard 'em laugh
Went home, didn't

a station
Then it's no comment, no comment, no comment
They can keep me to the sunrise
From littering to gun crime
The code that I live by I die by
Man you

what?
[Repeat 4x]

[Verse 1: Low-G]
I rolla from Houston to Minnesota
I got a chola
Wit coca cola en la cola
I thought you know ha
Comin straight from

not
Fuck what I got, let’s talk what I’m getting’ your man on a mission.
Talk about money you feel like I’m dissin’ 
Live by the grind like it’s part