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card smaller
Than his palms with grooves
On it's surface the
Street is quiet, the sidewalk
Clean as he walks
He occasionally slows to peer inside

drown

If I can stand
As the darkness tries to
Come Take my hand
Then I'm in command
Under the surface
Not bothered by anything
By anything

I won't let

Rap Like Me

Too Short

Short Dog's in the House [Clean]

1990

and mc?s roll
But the albums they make never go gold
When I was young, I knew I?d be one of the best
Every time I made a song it came out so fresh
I was

What's the 411? [Remix]

Grand Puba

What's the 411? Remix

1992

the sexy singers that I wanna sex
I'd probably go to jail
For fuckin Patti Labelle
Ooh Regina Belle, she'd probably do me swell
Jasmine Guy was fly

que celle des schmits
L'album est aussi gé-char qu'un entrepôt d'shit

My nigga, my rebeu
Plus speed qu'un camé
Tous ces boloss rêvent de

And the shining,
Went from minuscule to growin in several meters in sizes,
When havin beaters was seismic,
I’d shake up a niggas world it was shoot the one or be

This How We Eat

Too Short

Chase the Cat [Clean]

2001

O.G.'s tell me real good, bitch, I'm the same
Motherfucker make 'em feel good, ya know my name
Bitch, if ya still could, you'd do the same

Made thirteen

what I could face
I built this shit brick by brick
and I raised my children kid by kid
Hopin' they don't do the shit I did
Cuz if they did I'd flip my

look so nice in pictures
But I swear that you don’t know
That underneath the surface all the
Scary things are lurking
Come on baby let me take you home

what I could face
I built this **** brick by brick
And I raised my children kid by kid
Hopin' they don't do the **** I did
Cuz if they did I'd flip my

l'monde a des vices 
Prêt à faire du sale, on prépare le listing 
L’album débarque winter is Coming 
Pas de plan d’com pas de merchandising 
J’veux tous

If I could say this shit out loud without me slowing down
I'd probably go on for forever letting everything I hold in out
My thankfulness for how you

hearing the speed I exhibit
And they fearing it
And steering it
This the final war I'm declaring it
By the end of this album you'll be so fucking shook

something they’ll remember
Before they crown us kings, rest in peace young simba
We have come this far by faith, leaning on the Lord
But now you got to get

I'm a woman so I don't have real bars
I'm a rock artist by far
Yet I'm painted a rising pop star
Who raps cause it's cute, when I'm a scar
Yes do

Living out my pockets
Never had no food stamps
Yeah I had to get it
So I had to do that
Beg you pardon I'm an artist
Tell me what you'd do then
If that's

talking, ya know, 
trying to sell my records to distributors
And they wouldn't take it because, you know 
Some fat white kid figured it'd be funny

vrais déesse parmi les hommes,
On en voit qu'une par millésime,
Celles qui dans nos cœurs résonnent,
Elles ont leur place dans chaque album,
D'une douce

hurt is to read between the lines
Because, when you looking on the surface, I just keep on smiling
But, Quill ain't got a fifty ball, so I'm just making

the sexy singers that I wanna sex
I'd probably go to jail
For fuckin Patti Labelle
Ooh Regina Belle, she'd probably do me swell
Jasmine Guy was fly

myself
Pas capable de reach le next step, comme le top shelf
Avant d'aimer les autres, love yourself
J'suis underrated

Le seul drive-by t'as fait de ta

by the news
Of my pops that suddenly died in foreign
Ears ringing, couldn’t even hear the silence for ‘im
Prrrrrr, I turn and I snooze
I’d rather be

My Philosophy

Boogie Down Productions

Live Hardcore Worldwide

1991

KRS One is just the guy to lead a crew 
Right up to your face and dis you 
Everyone saw me on the last album cover 
Holding a pistol 
Something far

With an architectural design by TraxNYC, believe it
I'd ask to rock it, but I might fall
And by the way, how much of a ball was Live at Carnegie Hall?