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of sleep in the next room

The same two tracks have been
Playing on loop for
Several minutes, as Meek and
Nicki Minaj, his girlfriend, argue
Gently over

I use that
Machete to Butch Cassidy by the way
His two faggot ass sons' names
Is Shane and Cassidy bang! That's blasphemy
That's the main catastrophe

Krown us Kingz (Bonus Track .. Introduction to The NECKBONE FAMILY)

⁃ Welcome to Urbanian ..Austin Tx. Urbanian Entertainment!
⁃ Neckbone
⁃ Timeless

even bro's still so you can just
Poke me back, my flow's like magic
You know the fact that I'm no fanatic
My bonus tracks are more dope than half of your

between animal thoughts and what was taught by Confucious
B-boy lucid
Ugly motherfucker for faces of art addicts
Just for my people
Persecute plagiarist

Monotony like Steve Urkel
Fell off track
When my legs became the hurdles
My main artery
Insane I put it all in the lottery
Something for nothing
Made sense

to articulate these words for my art
This is just a part of me
Have ya heard by the grapevine? No
Babe, do some figure eights on my ass
Let me know if you can

I hearken life struggles 
To sharpen my mental muscles
Like a rock sitting up atop a mountain 
With a view of the world below
Soaking heat by

She took her son to the hospital for a flu
After two hours in the waiting room the nurse came out
She told her coldly that her son had died
She was

Quite a bit below, Quite a bit above
No in between, Just extremes like love
Never been good to look at what was
Knowing I should mistook by lack

thinking, why
We still waiting for y'alls, Huh
You ain't know that we're rebels
The kind of thoughts to make these
Folks put me below sea level
But not before

portraying? Ima divine portrayer
Once was a man born in a manger
Son of man born of a virgin not a stranger
Lived a perfect life in the midst of danger
Died for

I Took her to the turks yeah the caicos
I said below my belt where her face go
She gave me her heart but I break those
I hit it and quit call it case

Candle by the bed
Capsule for the pain 
Wrestle with effects
Master and the chain 
Chapter never ends

Rewrite 

Familiar taste 
Warm like the womb 
Less

the flood
And the men down in the trenches often got by on a prayer
Two hundred feet below the ground in the mud and the compressed air
The engineers,

forgottenness of our memories and personhood here in this existence
We are driven down into hiding
Deep
Deep below in the depths of the place the devil reigns

Real Raw

Craig Mack

Project: Funk Da World

1994

shoulder than the chips made by Pringle
So how do you figure? I'm stronger than your liquor
Wild Irish Rose, huh, strike a pose
I'm death to an MC, below

Damn

Kwest tha Madd Ladd

This Is My First Album

1996

feel-attraction shit, had to duck them

Caught crossed by tellin truth, cause shit is real where I come from
You're playin a hum-drum, catch a chest full