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my fate I overslept hold your breath
These acts are frozen and embraced
With the gut-twisting feeling of a
Black and white mosaic
Today Manhattan

ready in a few secs, let's burn some calories

Skipping the daylight 'cause my headache is still current
Slaying in urban fashion, bitches are jealous

And to all the real ones, buckle up y'all we going home 

Drop the pen, yeah these feelings I boxed em in 
Stop again, mama telling me these are not my friends

Looseys

Das EFX

The Very Best of Das EFX

2001

day, believe it or not, I'm chillin
I was playin against these niggas from The Bronx for some chitlins
So bust it, I'm in it with my coojas, gimme

rolled over, definition of a soldier
These days are cruicial not everybody's luck when your life is over

Saw ya Son slayed, house raid, imagine how

sleep
That shit had me weak
I am the artist
Treasure hunting like I'm Charlie the Tarkin

Since days I got caught it
Raised by the hardest
Understand that

ways situated in assimilation, by the
Water wash in the basin, one 'mongst creation, 
With the Turtles, Frogs, Mosquitos, Dragon Flies,
And Skies filled

punched
If you ain't living your dream, you can't sit with us
Criss Cross applesauce, root chakra grounded
Your future is determined by the folks who

four ways
Then chuck a tenner a day into Facebook's ad system to promote your latest single
Hoping it gets noticed by some important record label people

Edumacating urban youth, like it or not
These soliloquies explain our people's lack of stability
You keepin' it real, but ain't got a clue what reality really

Edumacating urban youth, like it or not
These soliloquies explain our people's lack of stability
You keepin' it real, but ain't got a clue what reality really

Knowledge Reigns Supreme

KRS-One

Jive's Unreleased Masters for the Children's Health Fund, Vol. 1

1997

others play that game for fame
their concepts bring you stress and strain
But blessed are those that know my name
is Knowledge Reigns Supreme
[ VERSE 1

Same shit different day but they call them urban soldiers
Lil kids with big revolvers repping post codes on their shoulders
You with no respect for

[INTRO]
Get money people
Do what you do,
We was born to lose, but built to win, ya dig?
YeahÂ… Reagan Era.

[CHORUS]
These are the days of our lives,

Intro
Fettuccine:
Hey everybody 
I don’t know if you’ve heard of us 
We are the seven deadly kittens 
We’re about to spit some bars 
You can decide

Cranes, tower through our urban skies
And dwarf those who build on progress with their lies
The brave, built few
Politicians, bought cheap
These

Cranes, tower through our urban skies
And dwarf those who build on progress with their lies
The brave; built few
Politicians; bought cheap
These

huxtables
My income, stack it by the multiples
Know ya worth, these haters are gullible
The one in the mirror is lovable

(Yea) Now throw ya hands in the air

three cheffings
By the time he came home, it would've been P-7
Hmp's the only time I'm watchin' Keith Lem
Won't see me on WhatRappersWore in all black

[Intro: Young Jeezy]
Yeah, be the realest shit I never wrote
I ain't write this by the way nigga, some real shit right here nigga
This'll be

down, I stick my head up my dick is
being sucked down, by a bitch named what now
I look in her eyes, and her eyes are like an orange stars
Look

but ain't about nothin' 
And then they fuck around, and have to find out somethin' 
What is the essence, of all the urban legends 
And who the hell are

typical
A scourge of a ritual
Delivered by witch doctors with small medical learning residuals
Legend born
With a set of horns, spitting verses so cynical

I hardly had flows that pros using
Now I'm urban legend that celibate women moan to
Extra extra these heads I line up are old news
Decapitation