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Desperado Outlaws

C-BO

Til My Casket Drops

1998

want to take mine, hand on his waistline
Side of his spine I get to dumpin' with the Tek 9
Got his back smokin', crack that ass open
Bullet holes

everyone on Napster
Hi-Tek and Mood new exposure growing faster
Mr. Dibbs held it down along with Animal Crackers
It was Blueprint and Sage, tag them, add

Bring Them All / Holy Grime

Wiley

Bring Them All/Holy Grime

2016

the best MC
You man are part time, never had beef
Now you're on the mic like a bulletproof vest MC
I'm a double, precious Tek MC
Separate heads from

In This World

Reflection Eternal

Reflection Eternal: Revolutions Per Minute

2010

my success is
One part pain and suffering
Two parts brains and hustling
Sprinkle it over Hi-Tek production
We bubbling like volcanic eruptions
You

Dinninit

De La Soul

Stakes Is High

1996

Houston, oh, she bought me a fur?
Far-fetched like glass teks and kiddie Rolex
Soon comin', but now it's time to kick the fun in

So where the ladies at?

like "what can he do"
Push him out the way, his mother was certain 
I was scared and confused
They said he was dead, held by a thread

He on life

money shoot his beak off
Tell 'em Daffy don't duck me
Fuck a Donald, that bastard don't Trump me
Build or destroy dat's what the math is
Don't judge me

you move
You have to dun his dance
Club his arm, arder and arder
Til you make a groove
Do dirt by yourself, don't leave a trace
No one to speak to jakes

hatin he ain’t feeling the progress

I pour up a 8 he hittin the hi tek

You value yo plate when I spend you should Hide that

Get all in yo space now you

know truth is liberation

Chorus 2x

Hi-Tek put it on 'em
Free Mumia

Never a bum, my brother, Hi Tek over Rum
When you dap me up
I know you see me shining
From pinky finger to thumb
We heavy traffic, I call static
Up

we ain't impressed with ya rhymes
This kid's a nobody, I'm a young KRS in his prime
Yo, I could tell by your face that you nervous, so just leave

Pack a kid in his face
Or I might catch me a case
I might do da tay-k
Or shoot a cop in his face
Depends on what mood am in today

I was chasing dat

even trust
Went through so much early on its Easy to adjust
I just pour Hi•Tek up in my cup no Time for stress
Suicidal thoughts was frequent thank God i

Bow Bow Bow)
Pay a refugee to blow his whistle
Tek no referee (wooh wooh wooh wooh)
Sweet chin music, but my heart stone cold
Youll never wrestle me

Karma never sweet 
Karma bitter bitter 
Tek it and out it on twitter twitter
Let D’Ras show you the bigger picture 
Don’t do unto others 
What you don’t

Before I go to bed, I take a L to the head

Reminisce over words that was once said

By my man, God rest his soul, I was told stand bold

When under

teethed his Z's no sleep
Wait I teethed his bread no wheat 
Wait I teethed his prof no teach 

Back of a ped try cut from feds hop off and dash arms way out

was no fun,
So we set him on the floor
Just by Len's back door

He stood and he stared and he frowned and he scratched his head
He's no good there,

I wish I could sit here forever and watch the world go by
I wish I was god, the all-seeing eye
Often, I stand by my window, and just like a fly

position in the beginning your life
Not every man want to stand by his kids and his wife
Too many lost kids in the night
Hand on heat, grippin' it tight
Any

Take a Nigga Like Me

Young Soldierz

Gang Related [Original Soundtrack]

1997

But me and my niggas ain't give nothin, yeah
For one magical wavin' his Tek
I can make the whole motherfucker party and jet
Young stretch him in

friend
Dem a wait paw mi fi seh hi to dem
Rock stone wi mek rifle fly to dem

Watch the bwoy a keep malice
Badmind fi chalice like bitch in a the palace

blood and
I don join God gang
Now I understand with my speech 
I can reach
Seed of Abraham 
Like the sand on the beach
The bro// walking on water 
His