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To give us chiefs and sheriff
I  mean these motherfucking thieves
That was when Jesus came from Europa
Escorted by his brother
His twin from Arabia
They

I dreamt in my sleep of those magical beeps
I love so much
Don't say that I'm insane cause ya I'm in pain
If by pain you mean love
Don't look at me

You'll have the means to live, and no meaning to live for
I'm serving a higher purpose, you're dream is to live soft
But it's blood, sweat and tears that's

it up money machine
Young nigga get you a kleenex
Came in w all of this mean drip 
And I didnt even mean it
Got rockstar vans got rockstar pants got

Got big steppers with me, we the mean team
I'm a winning machine
Piped up striped up everyday
My life's piped up everyday
Get back step back in the way

devilish eyes
Took me by the hand to my surprise
See the back seat woman looking real mean
Didn't know she was a death machine

Believe it or not it all

the papers,

and read the magazines. (The magazines.)

Something's approaching,

oh no,

oh no.

And no one knows exactly what it means,

but the killer

Bad Mother Funker

Rose Royce

Rose Royce IV: The Rainbow Connection

1979

machine
Oh, she's love at first sight

She's a bad mother funker
I'm an entertainer supreme
That's what they mean

at em mean, they red like a light, I drive like machine
I steal babies lollies, I disrespect volleys
I don't need no team
I can't over think, I barely now

a different soul then the one I control 
Oh this is mean love 
This is mean love

My brain hardly works, and I don't walk enough by the beach 
My reality is

The art of making art
Is putting it together
Bit by bit

We haven't met. Charles Redmond. County Museum of Texas. 

Nice to meet you. 

I don't mean

ripped jeans
Call me Aliyah Aziz
Team seventeen
Stop testin me
I ain't no machine
Recipe for queens, ain't no television screen
Not by any means
Not by any

Like cake batter by any means, son
We make your face splatter word life
I never understood the broke type
Thinkin' back then when I hustled
My first

overqualified here."

"Do you have a degree?
No? Oh dear...."

"We only take school-leavers at sixteen."

"You seem bright enough, but so young: well, I mean
We

get the mop
Ima catch 'em slippin
The one they been missin
Bionic man that means
I been on a mission
Had a machine in my chest
Second chance I was

Southern Fried

Killer Mike

R.A.P. Music

2012

something sweet and she gon' lick me later, guy
Hello to my hater guy, how you doing sir
I know you got mean words
But keep them to yourself unless those

coming for that crown
I'm do it all the right way successful by any means
I'm a put myself first not selfish by any means
Im a stay consistent walking

Our codes have brought a death wish 
To this frail existence 
Our minds are clouded by unnatural means of subsistence

God's a machine whose gears

a safe
You said you iller than Machine
That's like a slap in the face
You can't match the raps I create
Or tracks that I make ayo look, hold up
That was

what I mean?
But, you know what I mean? I live by
Shit like that's my code my code
Know what I mean? I do what the
Fuck I want in these streets man

I call him Atam, A-T-M
'Cause he my pay machine
Exploit his checks
Cop the new Fenty
And my walk so mean
I rub his head until he cuss
I polished

Told me she Stereosexual
Man said like what do you mean cuz she ain't talking bout what be in-between of the Legs it's about what they jam in

scream
Close your eye and dream
It's the same old scene
You're just a Ghost in the Machine
What does anything mean
On the TV screen?
Feel the panic in your

Before you advertise
All the fame is implied
With no fortune unseen
Sell the rights
To your blight
Time-machine

While I'm dulled by excess
And a cynic