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when I buck you bitch, I do it smooth
That's what the Devil's Daughter do, now Fly
What would you do?

Clizick with the real Triple 6 niggas for yuro

start a fire

I'm so sick of yelling and marching, I'm getting tired
They hitting us with so much charge and we couldn't fight it
Court appointed lawyers

beats rain?

Putting at stake their fates and their lives,

Despising the bites of the pain?

Who are these men marching on streets

With flags

can’t be guaranteed, gotta watch them by yourself
With my blood, I don’t ever trust another man
Let them call you paranoid, but it’s better than being

home 
To a place where man paints with chrome 

But I need a brush 
A bucket is not enough 
With an ocean rising
I throw up 

Kicked to the curb 
I join

The Trapeze Swinger

Iron & Wine

Such Great Heights

2006

Please, remember me
Happily
By the rosebush laughing
With bruises on my chin
The time when
We counted every black car passing
Your house

And if I got to bring it to you cowards then it's gonna be sick
Put in my ten thousand hours while the clock still tick, Zone 6
Five fingers with

do the drill all by myself ion need no friends
Bitch im with lil Yay we shooting shit just like its nba
lil 5ive be marching band he coming through

arraignment agreement 
Don't agree with
See when some rise up 
They dont take care of the team
Leave by the wayside
That's where life dies
Respect like a 9th

Freestyle (June 27)

Big Moe

City of Syrup

2000

yeah the 3
Hooked up with them boys off that Long Drive
You know we stayin playa made, you know we gotta strive
To the T-o-p, that's the top man
Ima

Trackateering Music
Man, y'all did it with this one here, y'all
People love to use that quote
"I'm doin' it for the culture"
But what culture is that

me
Cause I'm better by my doley

Dont give a fuck bout a bitch or a nigga
I cut these deals with my real ones gonna steal one
Now my pockets is bigger

Today, I will walk into the Civic Auditorium
As a 17-year-old high school graduate
And walk out-

"Name?" The man's grating voice
Cuts through my reverie

leng
You turn up but nigga, we rep
Why do man love getting me vexed?
Here for the lightskin girl
With the big bumper
And the black bredrin with

The Trapeze Swinger

Iron & Wine

In Good Company

2005

Please, remember me
Happily
By the rosebush laughing
With bruises on my chin
The time when
We counted every black car passing
Your house

Just did a stick-up, just got picked up
One dead punk, killed by the man

New York New York big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always

we do it
Man we'll make it out that fucking drought
Look I did it by myself and I brought my team all with me, once we did that shit man I told them we

the earth if you wanna learn the land

You're not an elephant or a donkey you are just a man 
Blessed with the gift of grab and the crafty hand
Why you wanna

bitch like I'm marching!
The fuck niggas done got me started!
If they kill me tell them open my chest and niggas a see that heartless
See I kept it real

Busy Bee's Groove

Busy Bee

Old School Rap Box Set, Vol. 3

1994

on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E,
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man

Niggas know how we comin', man
Free the guys, man
Shooters roll up, and it's 4-5-6
4-5-6, 4-5-6, Boo boo boom free the gang

Life's a gamble, life's

to do, aw, now I'm sniffing
Sorry, kid, I'm not a therapist or uplifting
Nefarious instead, with a fire for a head
I was seven eighty six when I put you

Oh nah nah
Whole clique here with the "Ra-Ra"
You ain't with the smoke or the zaza
Laughin' in his face like "Ha, ha"

Aye, man, y'all know what

Sing him to the shore

By day their oars became their mantra, at night they camped along the way
Shared music round the fire with folks from Wales