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me by
Call me by my right name
Call me pestilence and call me plague
Call me famine call me war but
Don't expect no more than my right name 
My right

our vision of the world will be born

It's time to go to war
Let's not cynical
I'm not a mother fucking doctor but I'm clinical

No you can't save

Military Madness

Crosby, Stills & Nash

CSN [Box Set]

1991

In an upstairs room in Blackpool
By the side of a northern sea
The army had my father
And my mother was having me
Military madness was killing my

first SMACK event
You ain't run into me by
Accident before my crash pussy
Swear To God you ain't see me at a concert
Backstage and ask can you have my

feels I'm a different type of artist
Shoutout to my mother cause she held it down the longest
But, This is war everything is a target
Come close you get

Soupy smirk I'm honored like
Seppuku to my collar
And a voodoo at the watchtower
Oozing out them dollars
The scholars rused the nozzle? More
Like

I know weed mi come fi bad
Come fi play with fire yo

My mother always told me not
To play with fire
I represent the ice, cold blizzard V fire

Blood in my hands shows my war scars
Ain't never know that life can be so hard
Seen so many mothers crying and grieving
These so called brothers

(Now in English)
Mother Russia, I can hear your music

(In Russian) playing softly

(In English) in my soul forever

And those melodies still play
Even

is it that I be living here just to survive
All these mother fucking problems make a Killa wanna die
Don't be judging on my legs they the ones I use

I can bake it with a piece of paper
Yeah, lookin' back, daddy left bad
It was cool though, music was my step-dad
I was raised by Stevie Wonder
Lionel

I'm well on my way to 10,000 hours
You should follow all of your obsessions
Youth fighting for the prized possession
Then get caught with it in

Military Madness

Crosby, Stills & Nash

Déjà Vu Live

2008

In an upstairs room in Blackpool
By the side of a northern sea
The army had my father
And my mother was having me
Military madness was killing my

you stand close to the woofer
Betcha get sprayed by my lecture
Any club with ladies or dimes, I'm a regular
Give it up smooth, I ain't beggin ya

If you stand close to the woofer
Betcha get sprayed by my lecture
Any club with ladies or dimes, I'm a regular

Give it up smooth, I ain't beggin

hard to find Most are blind
To feed the media
I want it done now fast like a cheetah
More will go wrong
When it's not voted for by the people
One by one

Bitch Ass Nigga

Mobb Deep

Juvenile Hell

1993

out the frame
Matter fact, don't call me shorty, kid you know my name
So next time, you see me, you better duck me
Cause I don't give a fuck G
Catch

to my throat 
Drown in the deep end 
I fell off the boat
Pen to the paper 
I'm writing a note 

I wanna mother kill myself 
Its like I'm too sick and I

All these other rappers sucka
Lonely mother fucker
Angry mother fucker
Banging for my brother
I'm hanging with your mother
You hiding when we sliding

Straight out the gutter
I pray that my mother could see me stunt hard on you niggas
10,000 hours
Run me my flowers
Way too bizarre for you niggas
You

Allstate
1000 fall by my left side
10,000 fall by my right
Pestilence don't come near me
It fear me
Yah by my side
Gotta ride for the fatherless
The orphans

Closed my eyes and heard them all
10,000 people maybe more
A gathering of tribes
The window of an old drugstore
Had a sign make love not war
But

Don’t you hear the beating of they mother fucking drums
My oh mY
How high will I fly before there’s complications and I gotta be reminded of my place

a woman?

And especially a divine mother, Aditi.

My Lord..

We have to help Indra, by killing Naragasura.

There... There... Satyabhama..

Don't be hasty.