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down this spot
And when they're kicking us out

We ain't gonna wanna say goodbye, say goodbye
We're gonna wanna take our time, take our time
Saying

Clean it up
Do I bleed out or does someone help me
When I rip my heart out, you plan to erase me
Get up, get the thought out, you never would chase me

Killas

Mob

Ghost Unit

2005

might just snap the piss, out a pussy ass nigga like you, nigga fuck ya
Take a 45 cross the head gun butt ya (Yeah!)
Ya'll pussy-ass niggas ain't hard,

is going
Down by 20 per cent every year i just
Talked to the superintendent, met
With Michael Sacks, that’s Ron's
Right hand man so
I think it's

of ballers, Inglewood, we love it!

Live from LA, this way that-a-way
Slide in the hid-house
Feeling burned did-out
Kick of your shoes and relax your feet

when I'm feeling down, she ride me on the sofa
She ride me like she from the country, but she Sarasota
If a little sucka try her then I'm going out like

drops the tears fall
Now I'm surrounded by all this thunder I feel like Chris Paul
Rapper from Alabama who views himself as a lyricist
Niggas saying this

black Ummaya Cuz y’all Arabs is wack 



He wasn’t Arab Surah 9 he was Black Ansar 

Klan name was Ummaya and they set out for war 

Conquered Arabs

matter what, he'll still have to learn the same cycle
When you're a black man in America
Watch out where you're going, stay aware of your area
And don't

Black excellence needs to come back
If you whippin they flippin
White bricks in The kitchen
It’s sirens, I’m trippin
It’s Police I’m dippin
Out the back

fist two door coop all black
Yea, I'm indecisive
Want cheese like the mice but ill never be a rat
Yea, I'm indecisive

This priceless, My voice on my mic

(The family of a Kentucky woman shot and killed by police is demanding answers)
Say her name
(Breonna Taylor's family claiming officers blindly fired

my chest does not compare to losing you
When you sold my heart on the black market of love
I used to call you baby, and take you out on the town

take the pain down like cleopatra 
I’am born again ,incantation of languages Alkebulan wake me up.
Golden Igbo Goddess black queen mother raise me in

like i was a devil
you know my name 
the rainbow
i 've been living by my own 
and now you wanna be my religion

my black wings
make me fly throug

places
Or putting your "out of office" sign on 
Preparation for vacation
Birth of recovery
It covers me
Its Black love
Its feeling like the first kiss

but seldom practice Ubuntu
African stories told by American's speaking Zulu
Turning 25 feels like a bid, word to Sesulu
Pro-Black, but only one Black

keep from bumpin'""
Sundown we gon' find out who gon' run out
Clamp down on a bitch throat it go *snap*""ow""
Black out and wake up in a whole track down

Grid Iron Rap

Method Man

Tical 2000: Judgement Day

1998

Punch the data in ya mainframe
You want it all, I want the same thing
Strive to maintain, live out my name
Hard to obtain, hard to explain, ain't

a fuck I'm
Letting niggas know they can't hang
Don't give me no lip, don't
Give me no backtalk, yeah break North
Don't make me get my gun and
Blow your

blacked out garbs, blacked out mosque
Fully blacked out in a black top car
West-end shops, get that posh
More time in a civvy and my trap-house guards

New Benz like send, they run up out of grand
And the trunk read Trae
So they know that I'm the man
Me Paul Wall, in a slab out of Texas
In a Cadillac,

town? You New Edition
Nigga cool it down
We shoot clowns out they squad cars, bars
On the block, it's the heavy metal rockstars
Making cops set a nigga

personal God
All black and filthy on the inside
The Bad king of our times
Bad king of our times
Mad king out of time
This is our time
Always paranoid