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Rival factions battle
Under siege the city implodes
Rounds of ammo are scattered
Today I'm playing god

Hail of bullets litter
Infrastructure

killin' our sisters and sisters killin' our mothers
Governments building prisons, the school's getting diminished
There's more guns in the city, the only

5 Minutes of Doom (Comin' from the Legion)

The Almighty RSO

Revenge of Da Badd Boyz the EP

1994

g-a-n-g makin noise
Us niggas from the Brick now wreckin shit with the (Badd Boyz)
Step to my crew, you get your dome flown and blown
I'm part

a buzz when I dip blunts, and uhh
I make moves with that nigga with the gold fronts
1998 nigga tha tank dawgs rule, I pull a lick and get go
Cus I ain't

and National Health Service - not to mention increased state control of television and the press, and the abolition of the right to silence.

Machine gun toting

minerals
Brain steaming head hot
Remind me how dinner was
Call me a mason when I mek a step
All of my guns do like Jesus and resurrect
Defeat me, never yet

cin't bout no check don't hit my phone

Only gun cop me a few if I know that I feel that the feelin is feelin right 
Never get stopped by a cop or a bitch

the missile in
See my feet you best be kissing them
Victorious flow I just piss n win
All these rubbers need the Michelin
She calling me first I know it's a win

Stepping on the gas cause you know I'm
Senti at the exit when you pass by
I know you'll move on to a next guy
Now you act like I'm some type of enemy

I'm

This one right here's
Most definitely the one
Look in the mirror if you
Want to see the sun
There's a war going on outside 
Go get a gun
Cause

Money comin' in make my problems go away
But I Keep a F&N when I re-rock the product on the plate
Sellin' snow Kurtis Blow like these are the breaks

The FN shells crackin' ribs like coro (yo)

Ayo, it's the A-R-M-A-N-I Caesar, Leo (woo)
The flow is frío, so dope, could sell it by the kilo (yeah)

spitt shit that'll make you think
Puttin myself at a higher rank
Ain't tryna make my soul sink
Shit gotta defeat the whole purpose
Bein surrounded by

Tabula Rasa [Radio Edit]

Freundeskreis

Rhymes Galore

2000

of the city of Nazareth
Catalyst the revolution, move the troops from out pollution
Mobutu citizens get the boot right in they asses
Ambassador status bring

Clockwork

DJ Revolution

Wake Up Show Mix Archives, Vols. 1-2

2004

what you don't have so far neither one's happened
But I was told by my peeps play your cards right
Spit hard, never look back, disregard hype
That

put the shoes on a Navigator
Size twenties that could kick it like a soccer player

Been a player since Freeze Pops, nigga, 'Now 'N Laters'
I used

Han har en burner by hans side
To partnere inde I bilen, we gonn' ride
? Nice
Ja, det stadig bare f**k the other side, forever we gonn' slide

they know that I’m ready 2 die
N Ima get it like I’m really owed
Flow too cold and you can get it by the kilo
All my homies stay real around me yo
So

come home that often
Tell her I was busy, New York City, Apple awesome
Strawberry Abita, take a drink for those who lost me
I'm just stayin' in my

West Coast, Gulf Coast, East Coast

S.P.M.

Frost Presents Somethin' for the Riderz

2003

that'll dump for a little change...

[Carlos Coy]
Ring around the police, pockets full of hoezies
It's the wizard tha 36 ozies
Swingin n swervin jealous

I left the city niggas told me that you talking greezy
I bet my last fuckin’ dollar that you will never beat me
Do you see me I’m the one that’s

appease me
I needed  the two-seaty
Me and she in the pod two peas'n
We cruising down I-something-or-other
I don't know, we got no reason
I'm the hot dog,

Lebron 
No Ingrim or Ball
Finna get exactly what you asking for
Front'n like you mad 
I been meaning to call
Gotta get the bag so that we can move forward

Landed in a crater
I'll see you later

Fresh out the South You see me riding out
Cycling about I've mapped the city out
Cruising round and round
No one is