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em up
We be in his hood
And we fucking em up
All the guns he posting
He ain't toting
You gone die for running up on me
He by his lonely
His mans rolled

nuts, then I (yeah)
Check my ball hair (what?), make sure it's all there (yeah)
Then call the pallbearer (yeah)
It's Music to Be Murdered By again, why

of words is given 
Putting these words to music is driven by the constant heartbeat of beat being metre known as a metronome
Hear this
I dance to the beat

Man I came to chew gum
And to kick ass
I hunger for the bucks
Man they better put em up
I was all out of gum so I did that
Fisticuffs to the guts

hear Soja ein message, music the only thing real men that boy gets it 3x 
 
 
 
Hook 
 
Man afor tell you, if you don't know 
 
 
 Bigg Homie Flee

bro hola bonjour
On this music ting I'm gonna blow like I'm on flute 

cll these people blow enough breeze like a monsoon 
We had people selling us

My music will pop will go Overseas 
Niggas gon say my name 
Niggas gon hear my name
I'm bout to murder the game 
Eyyy eyy
Steez onda beat
He is like me

the beat's pockets but in mine I ain't got coins
Afraid to market music 'cause I'll be annoying
Same goes for regular talking and interactions
'Cause I don't

saying some rhymes
Aw man, that's Winston on the beat, this one's gonna wanna make a move on they feet, move
To the beat, move to the heat, bounce

never of my view
I'm set out to prove, power without perception is spiritually useless
Therefore, I dish out lessons lyrically fused with music
A man with

no seria tan funny, very hardcore for your eardrums by bad bunny si me firmo barrio perez pa' que aspirar ser títere de la sony

Y con sonido y barras

Noble art

Redman

Revoir un Printemps

2003

capte le sens des textes à l'essence
Le crew frappe grave dès sa naissance

Mets tes mitaines, tes mythes aiment
Quand t'imites pas, limite pas man

capte le sens des textes à l'essence
Le crew frappe grave dès sa naissance

Mets tes mitaines, tes mythes aiment
Quand t'imites pas, limite pas man

i'm like a dead end
You can't get nothing by me (Stop it)
I'm Nino Man, I keep shooters behind me
They knew how I was comin'
Already when 'Kiss signed

Swifty as hell and I get 'tween the beat and abuse it
Must make it happen want crisp automatic
It's man for himself so don't lose by not standing

on that grid
Hustle

Lords Music, Lords Band, got'm say'n "Lord man"
Lord, got'm nod'n their head, right where they stand
Its that Come 2 Christ E N T, now

I beat the system and I conquered the odds
Tussled with hustlers
Stood amongst the monsters and gods
I cut glass with my rough past
Horror my

this music thing weet gelijk waar ik mijzelf

Het is all around love als je deelt maar op het moment ben ik hier voor de real
En love voor the ones die

Da Da Da Da

Tha Alkaholiks

X.O. Experience [Clean]

2001

the trends that the whole world follow
Fuck a CD, fuck a tape, we should sell this shit in bottles
Are you a role model?
Not, ca tash'll steal yo' beat box
I

company, the human beat box Ready C
Backed up by a family, and that is all we need
So that we can be successful as we want to be
The future is in front of me

I'm a complicated man
I got compliments coming in
But I don't understand
Feel like a con man
Constantly lacking confidence
I got plans but never seem

a teen 
But one day I discovered music 
You're influenced by whatever you choose 
So many so called artists out there abuse it 
If you got a platform you

And I'm loving how the beats sound
Crank the music so loud
I'm never gonna lose now
I'm making money moves now
You thought I was gone
You don't know me
When

man no quiero despertar, 
aún no quiero despertar déjenme solo con el beat
porque está vida de ritmos es la vida que elegí 
hablan de fama, pero yo