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Hang the Rowan

You can beg, you can plead, 
you can fall onto your knees 
I will have my recompense.
You can run, you can hide, 
you won't escape

my shit straight!
There's no fucking escape!
Too weak to try; 
So I'll let this shit destroy, 
The sense I have left inside.
Let copious amounts

And visualize it by fate
It's in our purpose to prosper
That no one can take away
So think about positivity

Something no one can break
An opportunity waits
Cause

Falling icicle my morning view
Blizzard wind pick up through broken window
While I snooze, another day betrayed by booze
Escape like Mister Hyde each

Gold walls that I built for you just to dig me out with silver spoons
No, I didn't, see it coming, oh
Gold walls that I'm stuck inside, I guess

of the Verse and I'm extra stylish
ALL STAR's on my feet yo
I'll kick it witcha at the finish line
Said if I come late then nevermind
But zero to fifty-nine

like St. Paul's
Resurrect bad checks
Before he hit the street,check the pad on the vest
I complete the whole nine
Jock the old style,in the palm,if she

just because I had no money and I smoked a little weed
They taught our kids that that all the dads was deadbeats and hit em with all sorts of taxes

Verse 1
Morning came, as usual, I headed to school,
Skipping breakfast, just a lazy fool.
Around nine, Marx and Lenin class in mind,
But arriving,

the water making me drown
The waves pushing and gravity holding me down
There isn't any way I could really escape
I just gotta ride it out and be patient

S.C.G.'Z

South Central Cartel

All Day Everyday

1997

of terror, the era of the Evil Side
Lay fools out in rhymes like drive-by's
Come, come, test this, let's just
See yo' face taste ??? then just this
No

West Coast Gangstas

South Central Cartel

All Day Everyday

1997

to your devastation
My motivation is lyrication, the philosophation
Acquired by the gangsta's inspiration
Mentally loc'd I'm smokin' tracks like it's

The Night the Earth Cried

Gravediggaz

Straight from the Crypt (1992-2001)

2006

[Grym Reaper]
I want a queen on every continent
So I can escape the government
Flee my residence, settle in
I'm militant minded, brilliant rhyme whiz

can't escape the noise we making you can only take it in
No, you can't save the boys who shaking, yeah we know they faking it
Fifty in da club, never

through some things
In my head I can't escape
I only fuck with real
Hell no I can't fuck with fake
9 the only nigga who was there everyday
Just be dragging

of seeds,these streets are beyond arid
She held him by hand
9 Months he could barely stand
His early years spent far away from peers
This ain't no trip

need some peace of mind, I treat my time like a blessing
Energy redesigned by the losses we treat as lessons
Working this nine to five tryna escape

don't got time to waste reminiscing my career about to lift off
No more
Fake family and fake friends fake fans
I'm fucking sick of everything being fake

my drank
They know my name when I walk in the bank
Pack on me I walk around wit that stank
I'm boutta blow I got shot by a tank
My heart is broken I'm

Uh
Looking back on life like a guy who's 97
But I wasn't even alive in 1997
Such a young'n that I can't remember 9/11
Now it's 2020 and I'ma make

I'm on a first class flight to a place with more
Death than life, see the flames soak up the disguise
It's no lie, I get by
With a fucked up head

I keep my lawn cut my circle small and my foot on that gas
Please don't put me in no bucket wit the other crustaceans (crabs) 
9 times outta 10 it be

which makes me wanna die so goddamn badly!
Always unhappy everyday it's like I'm sinking in a hole that you can't escape
Cuz I'm reached the point that

I'm all alone in the fields every night 
I am waiting
You're far away fast asleep 
All alone in your bed 

Nine months apart and the war is certain