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pouring something out 
For the ones who were never forgotten 
You don't know what you think you know about me the code is silence hoe we mobbing 
Looking

on with the game
Yeahmen I'm just laughing at the end
I know I will be pay
I look at the sky tears fall from my eyes
I don't know why it's so hard to get

the blind eye toward abuse and corruption?
They don't seem to know, but I know I this
I saw a burning precinct and the arrest of the press
At the first sign

Facts of Life

Ghetto Mafia

Draw the Line [Remastered Classic Street Hits]

my own mama
And it's hard to survive 
When I look at my son I see tears fall from his eyes
My little boy needs diapers 
My only thoughts of income is

I'm burning a pastry
Aye 
That boy is on fire i keep that Apollo tucked
I know my raps is unpopular, bruh
But most of these rappers is Followers, bruh

praying for a mighty showdown
No way our holy flag is gonna fall
Up here we sacrifice our children
To feed the worn-out dreams of yesterday
And teach them

then
See I stay afloat out these feelings I Can't stay so close
They just hopin I fall in, but I get to brawlin
These niggas ain't really big homie
They

Saturn's a boy who's a friend of mine
He's afraid to fall asleep at night
He's got a bad habit of smoking in bed
And he'll probably have it for life

as well make a song out of it

Yo
The girl I love don't love me back because she loves someone else
But I'm the one who has to hear about the stories she

Velour tell them stop playing Man
At your noggin about them band Bands
Boot was clear never sand Tan
Bomb stashed by the trash Can
Bags of pressure

was with us like we should be with us
We coulda had the race problem wiped out by dinner
Economy says we the biggest fuckin spenders
But we tryna

for these fake friends
I'm stepping out of the basement
You should get out of my business
Time to takeover like Jay man

Aye I never answer to unknown

Cherokee Highway

Western Flyer

Decade of Hits

1995

the little children of the world.

Mississippi, in sixty-one, they watched his Daddy die,
Guided by the light of a burning cross, that lit the delta sky.

Imagine splitting the self in two and one is younger
Misguided and alone, corrupted by the hunger
When every fucking mirror is a reflection of that

came and 
Saved the so called life I never had

And only she knew
Deep down who
I really was

A few years we had
Free at last
Ran out and then 
Came

Every day is 90
The thunder and the lightning
The Boys consuming fire and ice

I’m told we’re held by Jesus
But who is He to squeeze us?
And who are

out of sight 
Not tonight boys, not tonight 
I got 96-octane pumping through my veins 
And a flood of adrenaline racking through my brains

Chorus
I

Mountain's on fire again

Now them Surry County boys
Well, they liked to make some noise
That Monadnock they took over every fall
It was a cold November night

You see I'm out of service
I beat the robot til it power surged
cnd out resurfaced Mozart
In a crowded church
See how I word this
Since our emergence

was dreaming bout the hundreds
And the penty with the view
Boy I been ready for the top floor
Stacking paper to the ceiling
Making money by the million

Power to the Small Massive

Asian Dub Foundation

Enemy of the Enemy [Japan Bonus Track]

2003

P2TSM
Adf alongside Invasian boy dem LISTEN
And we must big up all crew big up all crew
Big up small crew small crew
I'm about to raise it raise

Fur on my coat, it's Coyote
I don't know them boy but they know me
I got a brand new skeng for my old beef
Put a sock in it, Mick Foley
We don't tick,