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And ran off with my Angry Birds DVD
Left me nothing but this boot sector virus
And a copy of Wordstar version 3.3
Dah-diddy-dah-diddy-dah-diddy-dah

And boot sectors danced to its pain
I wanted love. Not argurments
With my little grave want it to rain
Stating settlements with a bunch of lies
The world is

black like it's Kray

Step in this bitch with my boots untied, I feel safe 'cause I got all of the steppers
Most of these niggas out here be façades,

could arrange for us
Given they grew up in the field we step blindly
(I'm) thinking we boot up the computer and connect to the actual network
Of data that

Alright

Das EFX

Hold It Down

1995

the place I'm gettin' stupid in ya sector
I be the Krazy Drayzie, nigga check the way I wreck
Fuckin' flow to final, mother fuck the title
My nigga DJ Dice

Last Poet

Killarmy

Dirty Weaponry

1998

boots, laces hanging from my feet
War is never pretty, get your face scrapped on concrete
Its like the worlds against me, opposing forces
Use my urban

Heat level critical
Hit you with the missile too
Sweatn' in your boots
Cause you only brought a power suit
Piranha flower power
Shootn' at em' like

in Da Boot dodging static with out the Gramophone
Shadow of God
I'm like the phantom yo
Magnanimous flow
In Chicago were the Amethest glow
At times

sectors we spin like a cracked record
And wind from a past spectre is hotter than black leather
No bottle of Jack I swallowed the last measure
And followed

dwell in it
Welcome to Hell's Kitchen, welcome to Hell's Kitchen
Its Hot
Uh huh
Welcome to Hell's Kitchen

Uhh
Nigga
Welcome to the Hell Sector
1988 baby,

catch ya
Straight out the valley we running the sector
Balling like Adams Family Fester
Eating W's Hannibal Lector
Play with our team end up

and the entire social sector
No one saw it coming, but they all saw it coming
A mix of Wayward Walt, and a Junkyard Dog
I'm talking temperment
Oh how I've been

sector
Cause I'm one of a kind ain't got no successor
My money in the mail yeah I spend it on a tesla
Baby riding shotgun yeah she my Cinderella
She like

dance
I'll probably keep her around if  she got some bad friends
Big black Balenciaga boots feel like Batman
Yeah I had a bitch but you see that is past

I'm like an animal, they call me Hanibal Lecter, erector
Wrecked the whole damn sector, witness protection
Section by section, they couldn't

wave of rap we just changing the texture
In the city at six we was jumping on sector
Ima five star rapper yo talent cant measure

Moving packs my n*****

iz espadrila
Čak i kad ne vozi me boom bap trip
Dođem k'o Wu Tang, i Wolf Gang
I Boot Camp Clik
Ovi sto bi lažne beefove k'o Burger King
Fur sie binn

Almighty Japreme Magnetic
Greater when I manifest the Truth
Fog cutter sweater and some boots
Napanoch in the Pigeon Coup
Moments I get tired of living
Fuck

werd groot. 
Haar tegenstanders treurden. Misten allemaal de boot. 
In onze Tweede Kamer daar zit Lien nu nog alleen. 
Maar in de toekomst krijgt Lien

boots[00:48.68]Been in booth[00:50.17]Know by fruits[00:51.62]We bare no more[00:53.20]Won't put more on me[00:54.58]Ooh yea they left lonely[00:55.97]Try to block out

Yo it's shit talker
That spit awkward
I shift forward
And move at pace
Stand in your face
Your misfortune
The mic checker
That's my sector
I own

want to end
We’re cleaning the sector, better stay away as we in.
Disclamer! I’m still staying bloodthirsty head slayer.
Lyrical maniac with a pointy

snaps

So, with my schedule cleared and no pickin' to do
'Cause I heard that someone just didn't clean their boots
Well, it's hard to be mad as I'd been

The Island I'm From

Shades of Culture

Mindstate

1998

from the island I'm from

[Revolution]
Welcome to the Island, or sector
We're sweeter than nectar
Large like a million hectre
The location is North West