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La Familia

Cormega

Hustler/Rapper

2002

Cormega:
Ayo guns and roses sons and soldiers drug game cocaine ac's and range rovers snakes plan a way to set they own man up for grams when they

Goin' out Like Geez

MC Eiht

We Come Strapped

1994

for your sorry set
Ain't dead yet
Just label me a deadly threat
Get boom bam on the mutherfuckin phone
Get the 19 shot cause nigga it's on
I know

First your anger then take your mind
I use it all and I leave nothing behind
I am the first last and only son
And your submission is the way to get

America

Frukwan

Life

2003

ways invadin' my roots
Now it's time for brothers to tighten they boots
Sit back, look just for a minute and cry
Now I know what Biggie meant by being

by, I digress, get depressed 
Guess I gotta learn something about endurance

Lets run far from here 
And Wait for the coast is clear 
And Watch

By the way I have been greeted 
You need it 
The undeniable 
My flow is like old reliable 
My tirades are maniacal 
My crew of undesirables 
Fresh with

as a challenge, in more than one way, I’ll find out if yo head is straight,

I could help wit some guidance,
let’s meditate,

I could tell that them guys had you

as we do... Because we live in a time when the destruction being caused by our enslavement of animals is threatening the very existence of us, and every

Let us take you from the Couver, puffin on a buddah hookah
Cross the Salish seas of emcees and producers
Unknowns that you aint used ta
By the Strait

is this all that I got
Man I got envy that been building up I think I forgot
Why the fuck I even started writing music damn I got caught
Caught up in

You have nothing to say
I know you’re stunned by the man I became
Seeing me flex with the tats on my wrist
Really reborn while you still reminisce
Don’t

my town you can call me a fan
The way I breeze by chokin' on something you not
Tryna make it to the spot without seeing a cop
Break a coppa off smooth

Cool, Spring mornin’ month of May
Turquoise sky beautiful day
Desert flowered valley—down New Mexcio way
Flute is playing tune on the spur
His

stopping me
Pulled up on shawty 
She just start mopping me
She ain't  say hi to me
She do it so sloppery
I could tell by the way 
She was eyeing me
Her

to rot
The world's controlled by men of old and profit is their God
There's got to be a better way we can't accept this lot
We can wrest control or else

The following is a heart-filled tale of Lenny Gilkerson

Lenny Gilkerson was a lonely old man
Saved up his pennies by putting them in a can
He loved

I'll fulfill your need, a man made to lead
Abandon old ways, dissolve viscid haze
Vanquish your dread and create a new creed

Old man tryna talk shit at the McDonald's 
4 deep coulda hopped out the whip to pop him 
He said he fucked my mom
Inside my head wanted to smack em 
But

abidance from no man 
Perish those thoughts and their old plans
They had these schemes to extinguish 
Your flames and visions relinquished 
Don't care about

like 5 years old osi mamin su bibiaa b3y3 yie believe me 
You took my pain for pleasure
23 Years later, now you call us for favor
Karma is a bitch fuck

Yeah
Shouts to Solo Co. man, you know what I’m saying
We back in, we always been here to be honest
Know what I’m saying
You already know how

in the net
A Runnin’ Man getting stalked by the whole fuckin’ Met
It’s all a struggle when you juggle no time to pause
Whether you’re serving up rock

a second chance
Man I’d blow that too
Run ins with chance that I beg for no notice
I been on my way the pain is potent
Hard to come by for some time
Because

Yeah yeah
Uh
Let’s go
Came out the mud and I’m coming up slowly
My time is coming like I copped a Rolle
Shoutout the legends that’s coming before me