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still ain't back
May not come when you want him
But he sure on time
All hail the King
The Prince of Peace
The well known
The main man
With a love note for

The Full Retard

El-P

Cancer4Cure

2012

by the harm and armor posse
Prolly got me on a radar with a dot
These watching, plotting minions of the lower God scene
Shit hawks abound, in

all jah say mi fi great and destiny calling she a say son hurry up mek haste
So mi put on mi shoes and tie mi lace then lead the race long before them

the host
With the power of the Father and the Holy Ghost
And the power of the Son, Christ of Nazareth
Open up the doors of heaven Jesus let us in, Yeah

it's sad, so old, where's the control? 
Think you prove by how many guns you hold? 
Imagine, raised or reduced, out there with battle scars 
In the wrong

My Culture

Robbie Williams

1 Giant Leap

2002

resting place 
I made haste to learn and not waste 
everything my forefathers earned in tears 
For my culture 

Fall back again 
Crawl from the warm

guard and angels sing
Haste, haste, to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.
Why lies He in such mean estate,
Where ox and ass are feeding?
Good

metronome:
open on all sides, not knowing
not caring
at all
all the pretty things that
embroider the castellated trail
left by your
fingers on my countertop

life got tough
Who'd sit with me and Kyle and laugh at the dumbest stuff
But always made sure we knew that we were smart enough
To not only bring home

a myth and I fall for it
And I sink

Not a moment to putz around
No ifs, ands, or buts about it
I'm busting out but just trust the doubt
I open up then I'm

our darkness, we beseech thee, O Lord and by thy great mercy defend us from all perils and dangers of this night for the love of thy only Son, our

natural love will never pass you by
New days on Blu-Ray
Soon you gotta chase those dreams, make haste
And you should stumble downstairs
Baby you should

Snoopafella

Snoop Dogg

No Limit Top Dogg

1999

peep game
I lived in a house with my cruel step-dad
And two step-brothers who treated me bad
I cooked, I cleaned, I scrubbed the floors
And I was

some all stars
She never let me scoop
Because she got her own car
She don't belong to me
Slavery wasn't cool
She got down with the squad
Not by Dipset

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

today,
By agents of Her Majesty's Government, with a plastic bullet.
They say that plastic bullets were designed not to kill,
They do.
I say that human

said

We couldn't slay the beast but we got his son at least
Next kill the priests and celebrate with a feast
To tell you the truth you've all been

the power of greatnessness, then I ask, how does product move
For millions, if you move with a haste, allegedly keep it safe, you didn't hear from J
Cause

and angels sing;
Haste, haste, to bring Him laud,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.

So bring Him incense, gold, and myrrh,
Come peasant, king to own Him;
The King

in your face
Dem man drinking on waste
I sip Fortaleza to taste

Slow it down with the pace
Dees wasteman always on haste
They say they come with

always well
Not always well
(And that's okay)
With my soul
With my soul

And Lord haste the day when
My heart shall be safe
When violence and hatred are

died
Their spirits have faded by the lights
And still we hope
To get real close
With our telescopes
Don’t try to seduce me
You’re not for me, you won’t

Whoo Ha! Backpack raps with gats in it
Don't get your cap peeled
By the black menace k-Dot thoroughbred
Move like a militant soldier
On point like

on grace 
Angel stomping on your grave 
And we moving with haste
Don't put your hand in my face (Yeah) 
Cus I will beat the case
And you can't find my lace
I

destroy everything
Looking for protection
So they made the sun king
Destruction by sun beams
But that doesn't affect blacks
They're killing theirselves with