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lose
I been outside all day yeah bitch hanging with my crew
And one aint enough so we brought them in by two

Yeah the diamonds storming like a typhoon

me back
But somehow we still ain't talking (talk)
That been hurting me often
Shortie gon' move
I'm with the crew
Prolly gon' hit it by two, yuh
I beat

Two
No mac I improve
My beats and rap
For the fans and the crew
Who
Always raising the roof
While I'm raising the bar
Live life like a star
Yeah
Now I'm

I'm Still #1

Boogie Down Productions

Live Hardcore Worldwide

1991

still takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I

Nervous

Boogie Down Productions

By All Means Necessary

1988

By All Means Necessary
Written, produced, directed, by Blastmaster KRS-One
Mixed, by DJ Doc
And now.. it's TIME.. to GET {NERRRRRRRR-VOUS!}
BDP

Brought me back some orange juice, two vitamin C's
And the look on my face look like a painful disease
They tasted awful but by that time I had a jawful

with my crew
You knows this much and this much is true
I watches Weakest Link on BBC2

I chills with the birds from the council estates
I goes down there

The Blend

The Herbaliser

Blow Your Headphones

1997

badgering emcees with my dialect
When I inject memory cell motors retrospect
To recollect; too genuine skills I resurrect
Directed live from the 2-1-2

[Chorus: Cutty Cartel]
No I don't like calamari by and no I don't eat caviar
But you might catch me exquisit at the bar
You're the finest that I seen thus

The Train

OutKast

Idlewild

2006

on your worst day
Live it like the first day I'm Antwan Andre
Or General Patton if you know bout Purple Ribbon or Got Purp
I, I be on that kryptonite

The Gutter Shit

Ice Cube

War & Peace, Vol. 2: The Peace Disc

2000

hot, turn into Fort Knox (bitch know)
It's Ice Cube comin' straight from the gutter
Westcoast Don, you fags undastata (?)
[Jayo] (verse two) {:59}

I didn't do, I'm still thuggin with the crew
Because once you snitch then you threw but if you hustle then you true 
Would you live for this shit?

for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These

Doin' It Again

Skepta

Rinse: 04

2008

I noticed when I walked in
The room went dark
Somebody better call the police
There's a guy here with no heart
He said he goes by the name

about me got me so confused
Ya losahs, taking these L's by the day
If you don't want another get the fuck out my way

Run it back my niggas
Run it back my

really
Give two fucks (yeah)
Last homie try to hang
We left his ass looped up (yeah)
Broom sweep
Grimy motherfuckers getting spruced up
(Bah, bah) fuck

them go by
Cause my lyrics are as tactical as it gets
A poet from the city not the capital
My rhymes are rapid and static my flow's dynamic
My words are

on the waist like a suplex
Everybody's asking they wanna know who's next
Like I'm getting servered at bar by suzette

Mean & clean when I fling on the crew neck

the oak *Live Oak*

(Chorus)
I aint tryna play no more (x3)  (momo nonono) (x2)

(V3)
I aint tryna play nomo, you know i gotta praise the Lord 
You know

of lonely. x4

Verse 2:
The psychedelics got me living in peace.
I used to not want to live, now I'm living unique.
Living discrete, smoking weed through

j, up in the party
Just doin' it
You must be joking, live-o
In the scene and you zoning
Rollin' with the top down
For some real fun
Summer night, Two

(take two)
Sharpened mind without having to carry knives
Depressed like married lives
A canine ready to bury lives
(it's GTech)

See, I'm front

lit
She two-timing n****s like the '92 Blue Jays
The crew fades, dead or in jail, peddling cane
I am no pure saint, to tell him he can't live how he can

Krylon
Yeah, that's a three-finger tag
With a two-finger ghost
I'm true school
I rock Playboy sweaters with a Gumby slope

Like beaming off Orion
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