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light on who deceive and mislead
In your face filled up with greed, don't wanna see you succeed
It's the devil who feeds off the minds of those who need

I'm dreamin'
I love my family, gon' make sure they eating
I'm by myself so I don't need a team man
Never fail math I just count up the green man
Yeah I

have it 
Rule pain
Rise up in power
Evolve minds
Walk with gods
Put.some life back in the ANKH universally
Take all the best I got 
Kill of the worst in

police
Some people say that nine eleven
Was really carried out by our own CIA
All for the sake of mind control
To be used on the masses
Come some dreadfull

Robbin Hood Theory

Gang Starr

Moment of Truth

1998

first where's the safe at? Let's make em show us
And tell 'em hurry up, give up the loot that they owe us
We bringin' it back, around the way to our

Morning is the new late
For night is when we wake
To party in the wake of the
Apocalyptic rakes
Rakin' up leaves until we stay
To fake
Believe we can make

your shots like a goal keeper
Drop all your knots where you roll weed up
Lock all your locks so you won't breach the 
Contract that in fact knows no evil

the thought and for the theory clearly abstract
Four is for the reformation reclamation rap track
Modern mixed with classic
Mix it up mix it up
It's the fodder

not fix
Shake all that i should not mix, place all of these broken bricks

The theory that I predict, should prove my hypothesis
I'm the Mad Scientist,

Dangerous MC's

Mark Curry

Born Again [Clean]

1999

it, come widdit, get yo' head splitted
Or get your neck slitted, admit it, you overdid it
Your shit it, just ain't got that loud
Gold tooth shine

Dangerous MC's

Mark Curry

Born Again

1999

it, come widdit, get yo' head splitted
Or get your neck slitted, admit it, you overdid it
Your shit it, just ain't got that loud
Gold tooth shine

gotta make it
Couple racks up on them (?)
Your bitch here smoked my trippy stick
Ridiculous, put dick on tit, spit on clit
And it's over with, I'm

a theory of everything that makes due sense
But don't you know
Whether quantum or dynamic
In thought or by standard
That the moment you know something it

treat me with respect
Keep a gold chain on my neck (keep a gold chain)
Fly as a jet
Boy, better treat me with respect

Grab life by the horns when I

You're cornered by the enemy
They gotcha by your right arm sleeve
You're slowly goin' "i'm your only hope"
But baby i'm the knife against your throat

Built Pyramids

N.O.R.E.

Student of the Game

2013

is
Built pyramids, ground up from the streets
It's that Q talk serious
What the theory is, some like to won at night, we the areas
Tell em what it

Bury Me In Gold

Big K.R.I.T.

4eva Is a Mighty Long Time

2017

Granny as she smiled with her gold teeth
I got a goal to be golden like King Tut
Often those pictures of that gold
They would flicker, make it hard

Don't never play with my damn money
That's the quickest way to get your ass kilt
I fuck her raw I lost my mind
Got more bodies than my damn self
Lost

Mister deadman
Mister deadman
Mister deadman
You know we dead before we born any
Boy pick up a shovel dig your own graveway
Breath in
Breath out
I be

bloodline
Up at your father
Now I made your momma cry
Psychopathic tendencies creeping deep
Inside my mind
I'm out here taking motherfuckers lives

(Pop pop)

, stick him up, stick him up
We drop the dope in the pot and we mix it up
Run up on a nigga, I make him give it up
He had a bodyguard
That nigga wasn’t big

technicolor heartbeat
And they say
That it helps you forget everything...

Sweet charity

You drink your poison from a cup of gold
Your gift keeps on giving

Teet

Melvins

Houdini

1993

sound
she better hope, that you better mind
mix me over my, debt (left,let?) be wiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiide! (whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!) 

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We aint here for the gold rush, no
We been here since day one, so
Crank the speakers
Push the meters
Move your feet
Let’s make it known
We aint here