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the blue scarf

Shots to ya door 
They came from the boss
Orders on repeat until I kill em all

Money on my books ima make a call 
Pay up for a nigga have

Level-N-Service

Anotha Level

On Anotha Level

1994

papes in mad stacks with no gat? I'm cool like that
...and then some
I got styles in my files so I lend some, to the needy
You get up, kid, but you get

love so slow, you've got to let it flow

If this was meant to be, I want you all for me
I keep you up late at night, I know that just ain't right
Girl,

tractor
What in the world is a dang protractor
I wanna loose girl that can make me write a love song
One that can tug my rope like a come a long
Don’t want

Dumb All Over

Frank Zappa

You Are What You Is

1981

soon
There won't be no street
For dummies to jog on
Or doggies to dog on
Religious fanatics
Can make it be all gone
(I mean it won't blow up
'n disappear

to my face
I Hope This Song Set's It Straight That I Am A Rhymer and I mean business
I Am Inspired By lyricists and my Pen Game proves it
I Am talking

Said I hate that fa y'all next time do betta
Die Hard like Bruce Willis keep a drill like Armageddon
I'm busy ma'am but talkin pape I might could fit you

that's on everything
If we got it going on it would be a shrink
I ain't taking anything from another team
You make work in the dirt but my hands clean

by the beach on my feet got new Giuseppe
Feeling like Deion that pack it got intercepted
I bought a white Jag and fucking wrecked it
I'm smoking this

There Only Was One Choice

Harry Chapin

Dance Band on the Titanic

1977

at my shadow long after I am gone 
Should I hold this wistful notion that the journey is worthwhile 
Or tiptoe cross the chasm with a song and a smile

give it all up
Ball up the banks notes everything I got combined
If clouds bring the rain
I'm pulling you with me
I promise to nurture
Everything that

Slippin'

DMX

Flesh of My Flesh, Blood of My Blood

1998

to get up
Get me back on my feet so I can tear shit up

That ain't the half, shit get's worse as I get older
Actions become bolder, heart got colder

ain't Warner
I'm just passing through the area that makes a Corsa
I would light it up like Albert bridge to feel a high
I could line it like a barber

tees off a
Sorta' childhood imagination when you fold
A paper plane now
Am I reaching? Well, art is
Always up for interpretation, but
I can tell Jay's

gotta put the mack down
Feelin' these all in your background

I used to run up in your crib with shit that go 'blaka
Nigga tryna brick my squad like I

Give us a break!" They said, "well you are, aren't ya." F'king cheek! Swift kick up the jackseat for that! ah
boof! (mumbles something) So there I am

to the beat
She treat me so good Its guaranteed that she won’t cheat
I’ll never ask for someone to feel sympathy towards me
Just understanding of how I am

waiting another second to copy my style
These motherfuckers make me sick
I am the wrong guy they chose to mess with
But since you all have taken your pick

up f***** up all the time lose my mind searching for something that I'm never going to find why I try if I'm never going to make it take this wasted

or a cyborg
Never been try hard
Know I'm a die hard
Feel like Bruce Willis

All I just know is just kill shit and kill shit
Put on a beat and my heart is here

Outcast

NF

Perception

2017

Woke up in the cell, where am I at?
Yeah, it's cold, but I like that
What, am I trapped?
Heart's beating out of my chest
Door's locked, but

Hello, I'm Despo Malik
I'm known as the Lakewood Legend around here and...
Yeah that's pretty much it

Ooh, west side nigga gonna make figures, make

you one Got Scoop
Somebody ago nyam yuh Box food
Yuh gwaan

A money a di pree
Forbes and Bloomberg
So mi Rob Walton and JP Morgan Users
Walk up on few

Looking up gotta make amends, I lost to many friends
When will this shit end?
Emotion pouring thru my pen
For all the times that I sinned to be here is