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Beasts from the East

Redman

Love, Peace & Nappiness

1997

stash for protection 
Family is raged the world is acting crazed 
I never thought I'd make it it was hectic when I scrambled 
On point like a knife I'm

running
But this situation isn't even my fault
Blood running and it won't halt
Blood running
Down my side leaving a trail on the asphalt
Heart pumping but

Hold On

Salt-N-Pepa

Brand New

1997

to the sky)

So you wanna know why
Praise the Lord everyday, that's how I get high
I, uh, just get by
Can't do me nothin' 'cuz God is on my side

All praises

Eternal Reflection Interlude

Monica

Church in These Streets

2015

Soldiers march inside my mouth
Slide down my throat, crawl inside my womb
And leave a hand grenade in my son's arms
Pre-birth occupation
You wait

Low Down Dirty

Eminem

The Slim Shady EP

1997

and disguises
Cause my split personality is having an identity crisis
I'm Dr. Hyde and Mr. Jekyll, disrespectful
Hearing voices in my head while these whispers

anybody that oppose me tell my foes it a wrap.

I'll apologize later
I guess later is now
I guess you should hear me out  
Your love held me down  

I'll

my fucking voice cause
All you know when the album drop my name gonna blow like bang!
I just bust down doors cuz all those watches never gonna be my

I don't have a voice imma criminal
I can't vote which is why I'm out here breakin windows
You can't put me on the lease I aint rentin shit
Cuz I

you police the world
When u can't police yourselves
Redistribution of wealth
Is a myth but take more from
The rich than who helps
I get mad but never

shines off me like I'm Derek Jeter
Bring the good vibes, Gandhi
I'm the fucking leader
Measure my booze by the liter
Cold-hearted, Ebeneezer
Running

down by the window
I feel like I'm in limbo,
My head hurts, need to focus
But that's what I can't do, but man I'm running out of options
If I could trust

a Muslim nowadays 
Inside my lab, I'm going mad 
Took two drags off the blunts, and started breaking down the flag 
The blue is for the Crips, the red is

The Militia

Gang Starr

Belly

1998

is when I will shower
with the knowledge of my trade to get paid
Still I make moves like a snake in the grass, roundabout
I be dickin it down while

Got all these voices
Running through my brain 
Got all these choices 
Is the pain in vain?
Got all these vices
Running through my veins 
We got our

As and when they appear and
I'm running away but there's nowhere to go
I gotta stay, but I'm down on the low
Censor my phone, so no one can know
I spend nights

but the police is a no show
Rest in peace young tweet
Young brother killed in them sebring streets
He was shot down by the police
Put that anger in me

Yeah these are my words to my firstborn
You know what time it is, these are
My words to my firstborn
Nothin' left to hear

Now, can you picture
Young

Let's get it
Gotta take take care of up dem kids 
Aint got time to play roles Haai

Broke as hell Living Fucked up
Been down on my knuckles Fucked up

and we need to be detained
Cuffed on the curb shit running through my brain
I really ain't do shit illegal
But that could all change
See these police round

In this world
There will be people who want to bring you down
But do me a favour, son, and keep fighting
Don't listen to their writing
You better

at the way 
I refuse to keep my feelings tossed
I know Deep down inside we feel the same 
Excited to watch it burst in flames

Deep down Deep down 
Deep down

is a knife it'll stab you
Really  couldn't convey what you feel deep inside
Dealing with them tramas you cant sleep at night
I swear all I see is

the world can't hide
Genocide niggas killing up they own kind
Murder, murder
Is something that I can't help
I even had to ride on some niggas by myself
I live

Busy Bee's Groove

Busy Bee

Old School Rap Box Set, Vol. 3

1994

they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history