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of a show
Hello, the name's Ghetto, Justin, Reggie
All the same fellow and I ain't mellow
Niggas trying to break me down, I ain't lego
He said I'm an angry

on wired 
Look at my life that's triumph 
Running till I see Zion 
Break it down by the ion 
Take back the kingdom that's the time I'm on

Mind Over Body,

Circuit's of all these other
Rappers you did the
DVDs you did the mixtapes you
Came up on mixtapes
Like every other underground rapper
In New York

I was

Flow Easy

Bumpy Knuckles

You Can't See Me

2005

[Bumpy Knuckles a.k.a. Freddie Foxxx]
First and foremost...
Flow easy, yo
Yo, yo, for the hood (for the hood)
Everybody flow easy, ha ha, so easy

Dope Beat

Boogie Down Productions

Criminal Minded [Bonus Track]

1987

cash for eighty seven
Some did it got paid, some jams were never played
But I am just a poet who watched the whole parade
Go by, and why, cause they

yaeh
Disrespect anyone of my bros again
Fling on my black track clothes again
Make sure you die slow again
And I'm finished, yo yo
Like Arma said, it's

that's my minivan, blasting Sufjan Stevens, going easy on the gas, Go Diego DVD playing in the back, head to tee-ball, gymnastics, soccer or art class,

the black tux over there with Lucky
Bring my heater, niggaz might try to slug me
Take me out in back of the club and buck me, and touch me
I felt a hand tug

handled the raw
Fuck all the tellers that ran to the law (Hey)
Watch out for the hitters with sticks in the car
My name is Michael, I'm down by law

plant seeds never share crop
Its getting real in the field by ya self so never share crops
Most kings get there head chopped 
I see alot of dead blacks

finding the hacks, I got the code

Black don't crack
White bring light
Yellow is mellow

No jello!
I'm on Boss Mode my fello
No off mode my fello
World

Mobsta's

Kool G Rap

Roots of Evil

1998

the black tux over there with Lucky 
 Bring my heater niggaz might try to slug me 
 Take me out in back of the club and buck me and touch me 
 I felt

like him
Your bars are probably written
By Kano's right hand what? Calm down
I'm mellow, this ain't no hype, fam
What you jumping about for?
If you wanna

to intrude, but you
Came by, caught my eye, my mind my
Patience rise up when I'm wit you, with true self something I gotta get used to
And I been through
What

brain
Stained your mouth and leaves a purple trail down heartache lane
To slash my sickly senses leaving me in my own hell
The silent sob of shaking

discriminate black, brown and trans
Hyper-masculine
Orange face small hands
Don't you fuckin think for a minute my people won't take a stand
Cat's outta the bag

West Palm had it first
Had the beaches on the way
Make it look easy by the way
If you don't understand, man
TV on the way
Shit, I gotta keep it grooving

1-2-3 APPLE TREE

Herman Düne

1-2-3 Apple Tree

2008

like to be with you

You should try to go to some place, honey,
where the weather is hot, and the music is funny
you should try down south, by the magic