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And cut my vein in front the steeple
Driven by past torment and 200k, liquid
Seen the future, the got sprung
I feel like Pippen
Play my position in these

the bitch and I crashed it
Ain't pay for shit, by my own, I'm a savage
Ain't tryna beef 'less you droppin' the addy
Hit from the side, now she callin' me

that a man got watching the fees
Made catching the heat, snatching the piece
Still reigning supreme, stay mad as you please
Had to flip it on 'em, new

the DJ go and turn that Shit up!
So we get Rowdy and we get drunk
And Tell the DJ go and turn that Shit up!

RAP by Fatman Scoop

Fly girls, gone Turn Up!

your memory)
You don't think the thought police (ha)
Gonna let ya say your piece? (Ha)
It's the cancer in our culture
Kids using keyboards for war!

As if I could leave, no longer I wonder
Broken pieces are mended together, bonded by fire burning forever
I came in here alone and that’s exactly how I’m

Gutted, innards strewn as you writhe
Pieces carved by my design
Faceless god who sets you free
Displayed for eternity
For these things our eyes are

prisoners
Of progress deemed
As lifeless logs
Are cut to pieces
And inspected
While witnessing
Decomposition
As death sets in
Slaughtering brings
Ear piercing

TO SPOT A CONFIDENT PLAN. A GAME OF CHICKEN FOR THE REST OF US STILL KICKING THE CAN, BUT THERE’S NO PEACE IF WE CAN’T FIGURE OUT WHERE THE PIECES FIT. OUR

Never get over you

I thought by now I'd have it figured out
If it was easy, I'd be moving on
Instead of picking up all these pieces
It is a miracle

Oh Hello pappi 
I hope you’re well 
I found a friend and
He calls me son too
He told me about Salem 
Where I came from 
My genesis by revelations

settlement
When people want a piece of your land to build settlements
There's all different kinda terrorism you can perpetrate
Every dead body causes karma

answers

Performed this merry olde dance

Jumping from scene to scene

By aircraft or trampoline

And I’ve learned at what point stubble turns into a beard

It's just a seven by three piece of
Pine tree from somewhere down in Georgia
Nine panel glass hung way back in 1954
They say it's original
Squeaks

where a means to a end would amount to a piece of the pie
Joe and Louie like peas in a pod, they wanna even the odds
They heard about the water rising

Bye-bye diaper, I'm moving on

You've been my friend
And it's been great
You stuck by me
With a piece of tape
But I got this potty
I'm going to give

the broken branches
of this tree
So as the years went by, her children still
would see
That their love is a circle, even with this
missing piece
If God would

didn’t let you let me go 

I fought so hard to keep you by my side
I won the battle but the war is no lie
You cut right through me like a piece of pie
But

paid by the boat load
Don't go chasing the wave I'm a row boat
Blow smoke right through the face of the ozone
Oh no
I got the bag, I'm back to just

Happy is the man who breathes in the morning
Treasured is the shining piece in his hand
A labor of a long dead Eceni maker
A measure of the ages

Happy is the man who breathes in the morning
Treasured is the shining piece in his hand
A labor of a long dead Eceni maker
A measure of the ages

hell and the fire
From the depths of my despair with nowhere for me to hide
And they say that life is hard it ain't easy getting by but sometimes it

the dawn
Saying I'm alright to cover up the storm
So, tell me it's over, say I'm sober

These broken pieces
Stitch back together by a thread
I know

not when I'm juggin' (not when I'm juggin', not when I'm juggin')
Six figure bookings, you can't have a piece of this pie, buddy
You can't have