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bulls you see that they kinda shy
All them (Autumn) some of (summer) my off springs
They'll by seasoned by winter time
They say my flow is otherworldly I

Ask Ya Self

Krumb Snatcha Mobsters

Snatcha Season, Vol. 2

2001

run faster
Than this bullet can chamber?
(Son, you in danger)
We hit off heavy metal to settle to be frequently
And that's all me
(Nigga)

Thinking you

(blah, blah)
And my son is only three, he be like: "Mama rich"
Told him: "Go outside to play, just be inside by six" (ay)
I done made my niggas proud,

fake, but suck your mum anyway, don't care if anyone comes for mum anyway
See me in the flesh, and I'll up my gun anyway (pause)
You just run your gums,

a 
Hersong
Niggas can't break my pride don't do Comparisons  
Wasn't born a hustler never hit a lick 
But I still get funds son 
Ok Neo I'm agent Smith

Don't this hit like a motherfucker?

Flexing in sections like checks I don't spend with discretion
If y'all keep playing I finna buy me a Smith and Wesson

a room locked up 
Call someone to mop up
We got business 
Blood to spill
Wish list 
Not the only one 
Aunt Katherine Smith 
You better hope your sons

Walkdowns like a blind man i keep that stick by me
B**** think she dancing on the d***
It's the blick probably
Bad b**** but she broke as f*** can

in the streets no defund
Everybody want peace until they see guns
On the rise won't run
Gotta make it home safe
Rest In Peace Mary now I got 3 sons
If

everything you want hun
This the rap moses scratch that Mary and Joseph's son
Descending from heaven attacking you should probably run
My boys Smith and Weston

to blinking (Mmm)
Cheating? But nah Jada Will Smith no Pinkett (Nah, nah)
If I'm the problem then don't try to solve me
Cause bitch I'm the missin' piece out

like a locomotive
I'm motivated by Pun
You could never catch me lacking
My squad be toting guns
Y'all ain't bout that action
All you pussies is my son

come together like wall of death at rock concerts 
Right now put up a fist an army of sheep led by a lion Rise Against 
As good as it gets but I'm still

to me
You gotta rap problem? Run fast to me
Rap system here, I'm the recipe you need
Get the fuck down on your knees and bow
Wow, finally in my human form

hobby, I made it play for a motherfuckin' fun

Shot so big, they did not think this shit was a damn gun
He a lil' bitch like a nose, I made his ass run
He

Yeah
Let me talk my shit
Tell my son his daddy love 'em if i die before i drop this
We all make mistakes God heard me when i dropped this
Just trying

the street for some
Run a muck, stayed out all night for ritalin and pizza
Riddle in, don't say I'll see ya not the Pipe Piper
But I might just swipe you for

The Mayor of Candor Lied

Harry Chapin

On the Road to Kingdom Come

1976

mother's eyes

All my thoughts of outrage, embarrassment and pain
Were washed away by what came roaring through my brain
The Mayor's at my mercy and I

her titty
All alone in the house
We were playing house by ourselves
(Don't tell nobody)
Go play with David
David's gay
And he's trying to get me to play

Walk Into the Sun

Organized Konfusion

Organized Konfusion

1991

Beep! Beep!

[Pharoahe Monch]
See the black boy over there runnin scared
His old man runs numbers summers
Come in and he'll feel dumb if his son
doesn't

daughter, go run in your little yard
And bid adieu to your flowers so gay.
For yonder comes Prince Heathen's men
And I fear they're coming to take you away."

to my flesh I like to fast a lot
I pray I make a lot of disciples come and cast your lot
My savior coming hope you saved before your casket drop
A Son was

delirious
If you lived in a real slum
Without food or running water
Where police drive by and
Kill sons and daughters
You would give your right arm for

I wanna breathe the peace
But I exhale the rage
Home points east
Strive to be the sage
Wanna feel one
But the soul's undone
I am my father's son