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Grandmaster Melle Mel

Street Jams: Hip-Hop From the Top, Vol. 1-4

1996

on the racks like a pair of slacks
With another wack rapper tied to your back,
And if you want to hang yourself out to dry,
It's the beautiful round-up in

Now the street walking dead
Was quite a scene, wasn't it?
For the lost and misled
Were promised seats by the pit

We will break away together
I'll

Never Dead

MF Doom

Vaudeville Villain

2003

like lime then tequilla
Flippin' like optimus prime to a ten wheeler
V set the scheme on his own team like star scream
Then go hit the bar scene all

driving by we walking up this bitch (skrrrr)
And my clip way bigger than yours
How you sliding?
Chops, glocks and extendos with the clips (uhhh)
Fuck

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When you see that beat up exit sign
Just down the hill from

our bones rattlesnake that of An abacus
Tragic be our backgrounds, but love is how we Connect now
I reach for her hand and i say i do, she mutters Back

selling rocks, find me on the main street
I be back stage with my goons, giving bitches wet dreams
Guess I'm looking like a snack, find me on the main scene

dome

Best in the world 
I feel like Jon jones 
Hit em where it hurt
Break em by the bone

They got me mad
Now I'm in the zone 
Black iverson, 
cin't

a harder time making
A match when I'm always breaking
Them all off in smaller parts
To the granule I won't stop
Cracking them bones at all
My femur dream got

dots on the map getting baked into rocks
Nowhere to run nowhere to hide
Do what I like I just ask for a price
Now I live by the gun I dont care if you

these before they're antique flows
Me and A on top of the game
That shit written in stone
If I hear someone knock on my name
I start breaking some bones

Look
Everyday is never promised
Who pavin' ways (Mmmm)
I see my blessings go by 
But chasin' ain't the game (Okay)
It's only right you keep quiet

I grew up hard, you know what I mean
Off to school, no lunch routine
Everyday we keep it clean
Flag, what, you know what I mean

Back in them hills,

her by her blood soaked hair. 
And tell her shits gonna be allright on my end. 

I'm glad it happened this way, back in my daughters life again.

On a daily to ease pain 
Let the time pass by 
Only intent left was to get it right 
Or get high 
Feel your bones ache 
Stomach cramped all night tight 
Cant

you're like a herbivore
So when it comes to beef y'all ain't gon turn to war
Yuck
No back bone, but chills run up your spine now
Throw dirt on my name then

can't help but fear it
Trust is hard to find on your own
Can relate it's in my spirit
Failure knocking on my front door

Just touched down back in LA from

it one time 
Uh yeah, uh yeah, uh check it out, hah

They call me Afrika, I fit the script bone you with the Statula
I comin' back at ya with more

Play on Grand Central

Rae & Christian

Northern Sulphuric Soul

1998

it one time 
Uh yeah, uh yeah, uh check it out, hah

They call me Afrika, I fit the script bone you with the Statula
I comin' back at ya with more

Yeah ha ha
Whoo hoo

Do you wanna have a party? Yeah yeah!
Do you wanna have a ball? Yeah yeah!
Do you wanna make a scene? Yeah yeah!
Then scream!

beating slow
I'm back in the zone
Lately I'm feeling like I'm on my own

Been through some lows
Stone cut to the bone
Baby I'm wandering through the unknown

old thoughts
Driven by the pain, gotta stick to the plot
I'm tryna find a way to pay the bills I've got

Changing up the scene in my American Man Dream,

featherweight
approaching that I shatter niggas skull bones
I wreck his face death by instrumental to my scene
I'm instrumental push the beamer not the rental

get dark
Like the flesh of my bone
And heavy like the breath of this poem
Plus, I seen lands so dry the trees cry
Tears fallin' like it's autumn