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Now, the effects of such lyrics on a well adjusted child may not be cataclysmic
Senator Hollings: It's outrageous filth!
Senator Trible: Rather
and free my soul
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I really miss my dead friend
I really miss my dead friend
I really miss my dead friend
I really miss my dead friend
Singing em lyrics hit different
[ KM.G ]
Yo, this is somethin new by notorious-ass Above the Law
In the motherfuckin place
The Illustrator KM.G
Yo 187, you gotta let em know what's
When everyone was listening, you could just blast them by yourself
And learn every fucking lyric to them
I loved it so much, it was like hysterics
it up and attack, and get a robot commando
If I do it up right and put the head on straight
I'll be saved by the creature that I create
I'll get
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
Now whether you come from yard or whether you come from London
Wanna hear this one on your radio station
Conscious lyrics have to reach number one
but they don't speak
Ain't seen no Michaeangelo
he'll be here next week.
The girl in the shoes
with the crystal heels went chaperoned by her brother
Marx ya like Groucho
Aiyyo I'm not a slouch so, ladies scream and shout (HO!)
Brother work it out (BO!) static bo bo bo I blow
Hard like the wind then
i like it
Talented i got lyrics on my brain so i rap coz i like it
Yeah call prince of the mic coz with lyrics im lit
Yeah rhyme on beats like
i like it
Talented i got lyrics on my brain so i rap coz i like it
Yeah call prince of the mic coz with lyrics im lit
Yeah rhyme on beats like
are fresh
'Cos you're a fish and I'm a water sign
My laid-back pimp walk is linear by design
Gold fronts soul I shotee now watch you shine
Me and C-Know
Oh me, oh me, oh my
When I let the lyrics fly and the sound going cry
Oh me, oh me, oh my
When the lyrics them fly and a soundboy die
My raps cut
breath, I'm winded
I've been hit by a slug that wasn't intended
I hear thunder, I wonder
If a nigga like me's goin' under
Take a number
Let the gat
breath, I'm winded
I've been hit by a slug that wasn't intended
I hear thunder, I wonder
If a nigga like me's goin' under
Take a number
Let the gat
me step inna di club
Selecta, tun it up inna di sub
Music a bounce and lyrics by di tons
And mi high grade sent from above, me tell dem
Watch out
me step inna di club
Selecta, tun it up inna di sub
Music a bounce and lyrics by di tons
And mi high grade sent from above, me tell dem
Watch out
when I synthesize
Lyrics to these beats when I spit these lines
Father bring me to my knees let me get this right
They say philosophy the talk
Now that I'm rich, communist women wanna eat me (Aah!)
Shoutout Karl Marx, your small charts don't complete me, uh (Ooh)
I said I made my mark, see
I stand
(Self righteous where I plan)
I'm about to
Crack this world
Lyrics run deep
Make the earth shake
Like Tohoku rocked Japan
(It's unfolding
god
I'll never fall off
I'm Karl Marx
But I coach it like George Karl
More in touch with the spirit nigga
Call me Karl Barth
Used to be bout the lyrics
on my lines
Ayo, look how he goes! Mate I'm always on my grind
First performed when I was nine, now I'm on tour all the time
My life, my lyrics
Now whether you come from yard or whether you come from London
Wanna hear this one on your radio station
Conscious lyrics have to reach number one
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