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That's When Ya Lost

Souls of Mischief

Recon-Struction 2

on my syntax, as I bend backs by impacts (impacts)
then I give a concusssion in your NUTS when I'm bustin'
(Heads) 
Dead with my lead graff
I cloth thee,

to discuss it
(Yo Doc) I finna kick
This shit, alright! (Alright, then bust it)

Rhymes created by the Doc
Most definitely down!
I could be bitten by this

She Said

The Pharcyde

Labcabincalifornia

1995

them mentally so they're trapped in behind
These fantasies with no action searching for a remedy
Now she loves her man but there is just a different

hated by a couple but I'm love by gyally
And mans retarded so put down the bally
Swarmz keeps coming with a hox white alley

Don't let me run tru'

Give Me That

Bun B

Texas Legends

2006

don't hold it from me 
Cause right now I'll be don strong on ya 
I ain't the type to ruin your life 
By running game and throwing your dreams 
Get in

Give Me That

Bun B

Savage Life

2005

don't hold it from me 
Cause right now I'll be don strong on ya 
I ain't the type to ruin your life 
By running game and throwing your dreams 
Get in

distort it in the news
Talkin' bout stompin' down Niketown wearing their shoes

But the body rock stopped, probably got caught by the cops
Nearby, somebody

Ridiculed overruled 
By ya peeked demands 
I don't seek ya man 
Or your rattle plans 
Bitch I am the man 
The holy mother land 
Every soul from my land 
Can

worried about a broke ho
I'm fuckin' on my opps, exes, man, fuck a broke ho
My nigga real crashy, he ride the city in a stolo
He said, fuck the red, white,

to prison as a teen
How's he supposed to be
A man
But that's not what he sees
It took seeds
To really make him plant his feet
Tears roll when we speak
Simply,

Brown bottoms these some Gucci shoes no Christian Loubs
Trapped out her project spot too hot I Told that bitch to move
Sold four grams outta two zips

brothers shoes
And I gotta pay my dues
Doing right is what I choose
I promise one day you'll be chillen see me on the fucking news

I had bad thought in my

memories right here in these boots
They're just scuffed up old brown leather
But man, I love these boots

party to our hearts desire
We're gonna set the night on fire
We're gonna set this town ablaze

Call up the uber man
And have him here by nine
I'm getting

and yellow by night
I ain't trippin all kicks get dirty with time
And If your shoes stay white you ain't doin it right
My momma told me
Don't chase these women

this freedom it ain’t free?
Marks on my back the public in whole see
Give that man a movie an suddenly know me
James Browns living in America
I feel

Thrift Shop Junkie

Voodoo Glow Skulls

Firme

1995

deep, headin' to the mezzanine,
Dressed in all pink, 'cept my gator shoes, those are green
Draped in a leopard mink, girls standin' next to me
Probably

Reggae Fi Dada

Linton Kwesi Johnson

Making History

1984

fraid fi tink fraid fi taak
where di present is haunted by di pass
a deh soh mi bawn
get fi know bout staam
learn fi cling to di dawn
an wen mi hear

ride for this shit 

With my nappy curls, brown skin and pure heart 

As a black man, I’ll deliver you true art 

With integrity, showcasing black

With the consistency of a snare-drum
By Clyde Stubblefield on a record for James Brown
That makes you forget all your aches, pains & complains
Now that

my mom to cut the sound on me
You ain't want the secret of your twisted ways heard by the world
But I'm man enough to say that I was hurt by a girl

riches
Meet Jesus
Man, I went down as a Christian, not a social misfit
Heartache every time I pull up my britches
There's dirt in my shoes, I don't deserve

browns to start the day
Yeah I'm smiling when they come out of the microwave
Thinking maybe if I get a new pair of shoes
Maybe that'll cure my summertime

Damien's the name, don't go wear it out
We're in quarantine, but I still come out
You can hit me up when you get beefing with your man
I'll stay up