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The world is under attack
By the evil one known as
Satan
He is currently reeking havoc over the city of Toledo
Nevertheless, He must be defeated
He's

Eliminate The Possibility
That To Be An E-M-C-E-E
Is Not A Threat To Society
Say Step By Step
Stride By Stride
I Know The Young Ladies Would Like To Ride
If

like that, he's a hip hop poet or something
We're gonna let him bless y'all a little with the word, Chuuch
Preach preacher
I been on my way
Ain't too

tell I been slept on
Preach the word on a trap song
He Gave me a platform
The future ain't safe bro
Cause they got a mask on

Kiss from a traitor
Tips

rosy
Not diamonds yet, but the gold ain't phony
That's why they phone me
But I just let that tone beep
Gotta focus solely on getting fully engrossed

everythang is understood
Who the GOcT? Tuh
You hear the bells you see the hooves
His love covers whether you preach or left the streets for the church then

Short Dog's in the House

Too Short

Short Dog's in the House

1990

to Magic City and the girls dance naked

I'm somewhat of a hero by the way I rap
But I'm living like an Oak town mack
I'm in the house y'all, I'm like

babies
Descendants to feed the greed
It's like any other day when the buzz word's fear
Passing by in full disconnection
Apathetic racketeer
Only want

write for dedications
Spread my words
Like several educations
Expectations to be the best my city's ever seen
Even at 13, I found my love in these fucking

pager, Off-White Guess jacket
Blue Air Max's, gold chains and curl kits
'93 Nissan wax job, the earliest
Big social, big personality, vocal
Played

a grand
Gold on my neck, my pistols close at hand
I'm a self-made monster of the city streets
Remotely controlled by hard hip-hop beats
But just living in

Hope is not a joke
Seek it...or life'll leave you speechless
...Dope is not a road
To peace...it leaves your life in pieces
...Gold is not a goal
It

Hope is not a joke
Seek it or life'll leave you speechless
Dope is not a road
To peace it leaves your life in pieces
Gold is not a goal
It leads,

lantern they saw you preach
Writing on the wall with blood letters
By this sign you will conquer him my brother
Priest Priest tell us the secret
Please

beat the fuckin' case
Trap house in the city, wake up lickin' titties
Surrounded by the thots, surrounded by the bitties
If I got the hunnids, then you

It’s jiggy Jaay
I’m not the wave
Cause I’m to smooth
I preach the truth
I’m such a goof
With a gold tooth
I love to win
Sometimes I loose
No times

the youngsters that's turning on they blood
Turn on everythang for that glitter and that gold
"That's right, boy, anything goes"
Fast forward to today, they done

bathed in your cologne 
Your cologne
Then you opened up your mouth and said 
Every word, you knew I'd wanna hear, hear
It couldn't be real 

Cause you were

and wine
Ridin' high as fuck with my bros in the car
Spittin' day by day crazy ass bars
Hittin' hard metal riffs on my guitar
Using bad words like I try

the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb

make it rain when the sun out (skrrt, skrrt)
All red Royce, skrrt-skrrt, do a rollout (skrrt, skrrt)
My word is the law, no cap in my bars (no)
Put

Mary Hamilton

Emmylou Harris

Artist's Choice: Emmylou Harris

Word is to the kitchen gone, and word is to the Hall
And word is up to Madam the Queen, and that's the worst of all
That Mary Hamilton has borne

The One

Chubb Rock

The One

1991

fell, I can spell, F-E-L-L like Yahtzee
For each I'm gonna reach and teach with the speech
If you riff, I'ma flip like Nadia Comaneci
Win the gold

Okay you hurt somebody,
Probably been hurt by bodies
You could never question shawty
Thinking her worth ain't godly
Now she drunk like every night