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a crock pot, look at what the batter made, right

For the love of truck jewels
Swinging from you and yours when the truck move
True story how it come

Down the Line

Gang Starr

Ain't a Damn Thing Changed

1991

Nice ]
I got a shitload of story tales in my sack
Please come in, hang your coat on the rag
While you at it, make my coffee black
So I can get

at the pharaohs and you don’t know who its sent by
Hanging in by a thin line thats what you call a zip line
Listen to whats inside you cause thats the words you can

The truth is plain to see
For all who will believe
Ancient words of
Power and wonder
Tell the story of His grace
Read the Word and see His face
Page by page

A tale of black dogs with golden leashes
Broken stories told facetious
Who's the pet and who's the teacher?
Hey, hey, hey, hey

All my friends

Imagine your confusion on the other side
Remember your conclusion
When you draw the lines that divide

Underneath the other side
Of the other story

rappers and listen to C.T.
That's me Cshakuore not cshakuor-e
Read my literature and you'll find my story
Throw it back to the B.C
Ice cold rhymes helped by

money than me
I beg to differ
Took the bitch inside to open up
Her name Tiffany
I think these niggas want me off the streets
This shit tricky we was broke

Disciples laying hands, the homies throw up gang signs 
Verses in my head, curses to the ops line 
I bang with gang they slang the tree and coca 
Tried by

Stories Don't End

Dawes

Stories Don't End

2013

reading off cue cards and raising a toast
To the stories I still tell about you

But the plot line wanders and versions change
And I don't know where

deny
That to be is so much better than to seem

He can't go back in time
To wash the dirt from his story line
The stain on his clothes will never clean

Written In The Scars

The Script

Freedom Child

2017

not the first and you sure won't be the last

Minute by minute, it took me time, time, time
Letter by letter, it cut me line by line
I'm proud

In the night time, it's the right time
I'm tryna write lines, I'm tryna write mine
It's my lifeline and it's kinda short
I do the wrong thing but say

You ever fall for someone then line up fucking It up
You ever treat yourself like you’re the only one
You ever make mistakes that you’d kill for

Writing lines
Taking time
Cutting lines
Hold my border down
Hold my corner down
Gatekeep my goal
Don't want my eyes found

Fortified by strife
Undermined by

on by vaults
Can't understand why I keep tripping over faults
Then I realized I'm blocking out my star
I eclipse what it was, showing love to wild

the niggas that done doubt me, better stay the fuck from round me,
All the bitches claiming indie now they can't do good without me,
 I can do bad by myself, I

And you can see it, just by looking in her eyes
And you can see it, when she looking so surprised, tighten up ya line
Written sin, on my story with the nine

next meal

Toss a line, tell a story, get a bite
Drink a cold beer watching time go by
If I wasn't here fishing I'd be somewhere else wishing
Wishing I

shocked by the revelations
Held together by pieces of twine
I've built strength from every shelving
This is not your story
But mine
Of course you know how

it run it by me
Tried to sit quiet, thought it'd heal in perfect timin
Gotta push yo ass
Wit da fryer 
Tryna line me

Everybody got a story to tell

It couldn't hurt to come and vacuum
Before I sell off the house
Before I stop talking 'bout this and the story fades into black
Where's the remote

I’m so vicious
chasing riches with these dope ryhmes
Analytics move like a rocket that’s a straight line
Did it by myself
Don’t care if I get signed

Story told before I retire
Synchronizing like a mighty choir
Providing a golden shower
It's my golden hour
Like the colonizers I devour
Give it all