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you that can't be filled
I needed me a dad but niggas left that field
It ain't no hate down in my heart just had to let that spill
Now I'm at peace

And after this song is over you got 12 minutes left

You are out manned out number the shells
Come by the hundred
Sparks flying light up the sky followed by

seat
Cause u can't control that heat
Get left in a field 6 feet deep
Better be sure fr if u cross me you dont get sleep
Cause bitch I do not play to get

to want a lot of hoes
Until I met Ben Franklin
I'm writin' this from a place that you ain't heard about
And you can only come here through the word

flow ak ben e King
Tei kholal meuno stand by me
You better know I'm the Keulthieu
Tell what you think about me
Nah Teng ba gui For the culture rebellion

tickets
Missed them gunshots, but got struck by a whole car
Healed from a fractured hip and was left with a whole scar
Got left with like two dents, lookin'

treat it like FIFA (Like FIFA)
He talking shit, he get put in the ringer (In the ringer)
I get you gone by the touch of my finger (My finger)
You ain't

know by now that it leaves a bad impression
when you drag it around green fields for millennium
players get unhappy, and who can blame them?
You ruined

Another rep (Another rep) another set (Another set)
If you ain't keeping up, you gon get left (You gon left)
Another dream (Another dream), just one

Infected by Queensbridge so I’m Chi-Town’s Nas
Illest rap niggas that’s leaning outta the speakerboxx
Underground Kings they dying my Bun B
And translated

Tell em I'm on my Othello shit
Tell em I'm, tell em I'm
Tell em I'm, yeah

I just left Venice, with bitches with money, but I only spend out

Holocaust (Silkworm)

RZA

RZA as Bobby Digital in Stereo

1998

creatures 

Made MC's sprout tumors so bad, lost facial features 

Waste your peoples, left out in the rain, fountains of pain 

Eighty shots

Money in the Ghetto

Too Short

Get in Where You Fit In

1993

Bought by the dope fiends smokin'
And what about the brother wit' the good jobs
Savin' money and workin' hard?
Bought a house for his wife and kids
Ya

of fame 
Focused and built a famous hall 
You loosers left your hall of fame 
To get the fame out of my hall 

I drew attention got dead tired and rose

Adam Lives in Theory

Lauryn Hill

MTV Unplugged No. 2.0

2002

in her devotion
To the king of exploitaion in the field
She handed him her virtue
'cause he told her "I won't hurt you"
So she lay with him to see how

Champagne wishes and caviar dreams
A team that's gettin' C.R.E.A.M
With sales of fishscales from triple beams 
I gleam, livin' the live of Riley, packin'

, his body now lies
after he's got by an arrow in his eye

Harold dies , Harold the king , 
leaving the green fields of Anglia at the mercy of fate

Untitled Track

Dark Lotus

Tales From the Lotus Pod

2001

Emerging from the center of the earth
Willing and able to take control
Of all unfinished situations
By leading the out-casted souls
To the power

Knucky
A nigga need more energy in this bitch...
That nigga Cooked By Con wild
Niggas peep the come up
But the stupid if they run up
Ain't hesitating

a scissor
Roll by so fast, Big Dipper
I'm in LA more than a Clipper
Balenciaga more than a owner
Bitch, we out here more than a corner
Smoke way more dope

the chain
And it don't include the charm just to show you who the king
Hunnid cars just to show you we at odds
That's beginnin' how you dress to your weed

and fields
A stolen man's free will 
I saw it all 
I saw her guide them through
By the same star above you 

And I 
I gotta get it out my head 
That they left

Comin For Ya Head

Wu-Block

Wu Block

2012

drop the burner and burst
Burgundy blood, fell out the thug, he got trapped by a team curse
I'm more relentless, aiming to strap, from off the benches

and purpose
I'm getting out the South, higher people taking food from mouths
There's nicer people that I found, with food in the clouds
That help me get by