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the pole
Speeding on the highway now there is highway patrol
Every morning I eat my rice in my bowl

I got up in the morning I wanted some rice
I got out

of belongings,
eyes to the heavens as the night passes by.
I didn’t look crazy or sweetly drunk. I looked strong and decided. It’s what I want to be most

rolled by, since I've had him in my life
But this is your song, bro
I hope it makes you smile
This story starts back in time when I was just a child
Out

to a life of sin
Old Brother Brown, all week he steals
Tells everyone about his big business deals,
The deacon walks by, a dollar hits the place
Tryin' to buy

There are days
K.O. this one crazy fool
I wake up and I pinch myself
You're with me, not someone else

Chris, you idiot! Look at what you did
And I'm

won't be another black girl lost
Lost, lost, lost, lost, Lost, lost
I won’t be another black girl lost

Brown and beautiful, black and stunning
Light

can't do this by myself I need your help
I'm like a wounded healer touching people hoping that I'm felt
Cause when I look back over my life, God forbid
I

Up on the Hill
There's an old cul-de-sac
Where I finally learned how to pray
Surrounded by all
Of the brothers and sisters
That I made while

So as I staggered down to brown street
Almost half four in the morning
Trying to flag a taxi down
Either full or just ignoring
I met this guy, black

Go Out on the Town

Killer Mike

PL3DGE

2011

L.A. tonight, Miami in the morning
Know a nigga had to hit the King Of Diamonds
Know a nigga had to do the same shit again
Know my next show in

Seat by the fire place
Prepare to write you a song
It's easier to find my words, I know I'm in love with someone
And when the sunlights goes
It's you

ears twitch, like the ones of an elf's

In her dark brown hands, she held sticks
Like drums to hum to when she sang
Ten notes for a song or her age
no

trip, new vocation
Sportin' his payola suit
c paisley tie and James Brown's boots
That Corvair was one sweet ride
Seymour Skin right by his side
Headin'

Meatclaver

Twiztid

Cryptic Collection 1

2002

want to know are you a freak?
Can we bust a 6 9 in my back seat on the creep?
Move, what I gotta prove girl? 
You heard the song your pussy is my

Slow Down Gandhi

Sage Francis

A Healthy Distrust

2005

There once was a song called "Arrest The President."
Contemporary music, a hit with the kids, it was a top ten.
I wasn't pop then, so I missed

to listen to the
Same song on replay keep a gang of stars in
The halls where we play
Cause there ain't a lot of
Songs nowadays they anticipate
Like Jamla,

SlickStory 
Crazy ass morning with the water at my feet 
Got my heart skipping beats cuz water so deep 
Got my daughter in my arms and she couldn't

Legs sprain in a ditch

I know that you're fake
I know that you're not okay
I know you want me by your side
I already told you to rest in peace
I have

time to say my prayers
Cos Vbuqs said we gotta meet by 3 sharp
And Chris Kester just called about his art
Young Ben and Leo asking where their beats are

I used to love this song growing up (laughs)
with your heart and here every word you say when you cry at night
I'll wipe your tears away just pray

nobody ever hear a shot
You say you was posted?
Swung by in five nobody on the block
Ya bitch in my cell she say my song is hot
Ion trust no hoe imma let

Ok I woke up in the morning, gave Mary a kiss
She be my main type of shorty, always letting me hit
I gave my lighter one flick, and now I'm high

Just droning.
August 24th 2004 (2004)
It's the first morning of our little experiment.

(It's the first morning)
I'll try and write a little bit each

with a badge
That's a man on a mission
Kill 10 of us by morning
Might get a commission
Took the one life we got
Without our permission
They see us