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Well, come gather around and I'll sing you a song
About a crazy old world that's coming along
'Til one day some fool made the decision
To turn

Got shot by Cupid
Like Cupid I keep it on me
From the left to the right that’s for real
I swear no ibuprofen
If I say I popped a pill just to heal

precision that I'm writin' wit

Targetin' things I know that come to try kill the gift

Of holy pleasures wrapped in pieces of eternity

But we can venture

out that I got something
See I'm fueled by the faith of believers
Say my name in the mirror 'til you see me
Right behind you with the hook or a cleaver

method seems to work quite well
You sure know how to play!
Ill just pick up the phone
See what the banker has to say

Well, come on Noel spit it out!
What

Malcolm, ask how come?
Ask any real nigga really 'bout some
When you in the field, nigga don't play dumb
Better keep your eyes peeled in the rearview
Know

fuckers stayin' mad

Bastard, I'm a Snow, just like what we writing in
I get high and ride dragons just to come home again
We in the stu', too high to even

need getting the real when you run into me
Hit when you done with the streets come by the crib get something to eat
G's up hoes down
Jacking the city

and you know I'm a blank
Yeah I'm a rapper and Yeah I can sing
But I'm just out here doing my thing for real
Yeah I'm a rapper and Yeah I can sing
But I'm

separate it's like we under spells
'Cause when we hurt each other we come back to help each other heal
You say I'm crazy, but at least you know my love is

thinking, affirmative actions
Taking this day by day
If you're faking it, stay away
I don't need no distractions
I just want real actions
Baby, don't come

years expect bowling
Yes, that's a real sport, and you're wrong
Anyhow
Didn't watch, didn't play
'Til 2019's WTA
Saw highlights in my feed,
"Okay, I'll

Da Bichez

Jeru the Damaja

The Sun Rises in the East

1994

the bitches

Now a queen's a queen and a stunt is a stunt
You can tell who's who by the things they want

Most chicks want minks
Diamonds, a Benz
Spend up all

Move Around

Mannie Fresh

The Source: Fat Tape, Vol. 1

2006

Do the chain, just a watch and a pinky ring
Now everybody come together, join along and sing

[Chorus]
I'm from the ghetto homey
I was raised

green eyes my bae All day
No shame no games
Just you and me
Come and put that thing down on me

My whole gang stay winning
Man we counting are up are

most
They can come and get me when I roll
But they can't pull no fucking stunts
No shiny things, what they thinking and such
I ain't giving no dough, no

of thy works
I'm in my little bubble and this bubble won't burst
That's why JAH rastafari will always come first
I'm 28 I see my life so clear
With you by

Positively Negative

King Tee

At the Speed of Life

1996

younger days 
Over gangsa ass beats 
And I, 
Hit the weed 
Til myeye balls bleed 
While my life is corrupted 
By lust and greed 
Serve you anything

a starvin' artist dreamin' bout a real plan

I got dreams of diamonds, Tiffany
Oh, could it be sweet as it seems
My dinner plate need finer things
My

come in to America
They force you to breath
Then all along the way
They try and force you to believe 
That it ain't really sick
They just tell you it was

Keep Me Lifted

Spearhead

Chocolate Supa Highway

1997

my diction
Frantz Fanon the Wretched of the Earth home
Phenomenon be goin' on and on
sailing along a likkle song
by the record take it home and fling

Regular Day

Josh Martinez

Midriff Music

em

I do things and stuff, it ain't easy but sho nuff
The breeze be feeling real good right now and how
I'm in a live band called the pissed off

Sole Has Issues

Sole

Bottle of Humans

2000

the underground!
Woo woo!  Yeah man!  Yeah!  Yo man!

I usually dream about gold chains and being an MC 'til I'm old and gray
Instead I wear a tie and fix computers

cause it'll cost you some
Time
Time
Time to get busy
If you mean business then come along with me
We running the city
This shit is so litty
I'm showing no