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kitchen
Didn't wanna accept the life determined by the system

My grandpa taught me to execute a vision with precision 
My grandma taught me love,

the grass first and then feel wind
Shaking my head I fidget with movement
Atop this cliff face, cautiously through droplets
Hairs on my neck assure someone is

pot
In return just looking for release from this knot
Unboxed from this box 
Keys to my locks 
A dot on this spot 
A shot on the rocks 
Investment on my

I hate punk rock.

I hate your shoes, I hate your crews. I hate you.

Let's pop another bottle of Olde-E brew.

Let's stab some safety pins into

what it is
Yeah it's pride
It silences my soul, the ghost goes on a roll
It gave me a chance, but I'm enchanted by the dance
So now I'm entranced
By

(Yeah)
And witness how I put it down
I got no shame in it
Amazed by the rocks those came with it
You the type to get a rock on your ring finger
Word

on
Spitting out verses when the beat is hot
Vision ain’t blurred when I see the fog
Beefin’ up the track when I rap ’til it’s smacking
The fact is I’m hated by

With my feet up
By the shoreline
Trust you ain't smoking like me
Unless you know a grower
I knocked ya bitch
Fucked her once
Now I act like
I don't know

ain't cool, they might as well be rhino pelts
What you ruined led to movements of those fluent in your failures
Now we pray your tool belt is just

Ey
It's Friday night out club be jam packed
Me and my boys fresh now where the girls at
Drinks on ice looks of the chain
All the girls I'm passing by

the bag 
I'm Popeye armed popping his meal, my arm stronger than Neil 
I'll represent Clarke Kent and play the part by the wheel
Sharpen skill before you

And we kept climbing up the rocks to the peak
As we gazed out far away, winding road and trees
And I'd never seen a face through the light
You

a movement for the strong who strady learn a thing or two by only listening to a plan
Yah
Stop grooving to the rythm of this motherfucking beat don't clap your

ain't gon split with ya
Either give up or stay tough
Loose jeans stay cuff
Rock where you rock
Bang where you bang
Keep that title by ya name
Bitch ya

Run it
Run it
Noting you could fucking
Stomach stomach
Hard these pills they make me
Vomit vomit
Call my girl
She come in comets comets
Sit by my

but if I lose you'll act like you always knew
That I was wasting my time writing rhymes for long term movements
Now I'm the next in line and I'm the one

snow ball effect I suggest that ya'll roll with it. It's gettin' bigger man, it's a movement, it's called the President I'm a show you how to do it

Don't Be Mad

DJ Green Lantern

I Produced That

2008

Anderson

Rappers can't handle them
I hand em' a handkerchief and hang of shit, it's Pete Rock
The nigga you should be hangin' with, bangin' with
But you

That's only way you'll ever manage a miracle

Flesh fluid like water, breath flowing like wind
Bone hard like rock, blood like fire under my skin
Carrying

a shovel
I'ma play that pick up by three while me and my Bros huddle, gathering like puddles

See drops of water, me make rap, melodramatic Attacks
So get

Everybody Down

Slaughterhouse

Slaughterhouse

2011

you need
And we proceed
And now the drive by

First I pull up on your block, let my entire torch
All spit fire, burn down your empire's boardwalk

Don't hate

Royce da 5'9"

Der Beste Tag Meines Lebens

2002

a threat that's growin with ya, step from the hills to the best
I prove that I'm witty by usin my mind
I spit from my heart so you don't confuse me with

Kill the Messenger

Aesop Rock

Bazooka Tooth

2003

Hey stupid, you're listening to Bazooka tooth, dental cannons, molar pistols; s*** like that.
This is Murs, motherf***er, this is Aesop Rock, Ace

Nothing New

KRS-One

Hip Hop Lives

2007

Aiyyo Kris man I'm seein' a lot of movement in the industry right now
I'm seein' a lot of cats comin' into the industry
But they got the wrong idea