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The Thing About It

Sweatshop Union

Natural Progression

2003

glare
And I'm ashamed to admit it, I'm a slave to the shit
As much as anybody but I'm not afraid of it
This is where the change comes in, this is where we

voice won't come
As he bullies pandemonium
To the final hour.

The monkey trails a web o' strings
To monkey trainers in the wings
Whose skull & bones

voice won't come
As he bullies pandemonium
To the final hour.

The monkey trails a web o' strings
To monkey trainers in the wings
Whose skull & bones

But I'm tryna get higher (Woi)
Liar (Uh), pants on fire (Yeah)
Bro bro back that frier (Woi)
And let that sing like Mariah
Don't take the mick like

Lady Don't Tek No

Latyrx

Muzapper's Mixes EP

1998

her butt naked
And they too want to see the rep protected, 'cause

She don't like violence
But she can throw them things so don't let your guard

bitch I just pull up and poke her
Grew up playing cee-lo I don't play no poker
We keep us some za, you can tell by the odor
You can get you a bag, just

The choice is yours
Let the sweet leaf breathe life into you

Coming down, bones are stiffening
Hearing sounds of harsh reality sing
Bills and taxations, come

Yeah yeah
De Luca
Ima do something wavy real quick.

Ima pull up with the semi automatic 
Heard they wanted beef?
Okay fuck it ima let em have it

hate when youre going up 
Those who really know me know I aint giving up 
Too many doors need keys for me to open up 
Bills gotta get paid so money

hate when youre going up 
Those who really know me know I aint giving up 
Too many doors need keys for me to open up 
Bills gotta get paid so money

Things change
Let the semi sing
But we still get bank
Don't you think
That our money's change
Skrilla keep the flame
Like a chain
Watch it bust yo brain

but don't want to pay the fee
That's like trynna reap the fruit without plantin' the seed
If ya serious and a features what you need
Let me remind you

to shop around
And then
By that night I'll be gone on that flight
Too many places that I really wanna go
Just want enough doe to say lets go
Man you just

B D A K I N G, Bitch I hang with them steppers, spend lots on my feet
If you want you a feature it come fee, I got a fur in my Uggs bitch it feel

I have no one to sing my song
I have no place where I belong
In this valley of death I walk alone
My mind is ice, my heart is stone
I go to work, I

like a trackstar da way we made em run,
Fuck dem jacboiz get to talkin gun, Imma let dis btch sing imma show em im the one

Chop in my hand make nicca

out of tune
So Let me sing to you
This unspoken truth
Unbeknownst to you
Machines they grind away
Drowning out our every voice
If it doesn't fit their

a big crib it won't be too long
Ain't come from shit had to learn how to hustle
Lemme get in my groove now you niggas in trouble
If you get in my way

And sell my thoughts, free 99 hope this little tune of mine
Could help you get by
For the days to come
This is for Anthony and Cindy's sons
Ta I love you,

children nigga
Pop at you skip and you prance, uh
Watching you doing yo dance
Move yo feet
Fuck with other people
People outta come fuck up yo chance

it real
You know the deal, records we'll kill
Of runs to come this is just a drill
Never dumb it down even after a couple of bills
And let this

The devil can't reach me
Cause this shit is easy
Followed by blessing im followed by jesus
And they cannot believe it

I done come way too
Far to claim

should let you down,
I only wish to make you proud, but
I'd really like to play with the children now.
cm I allowed?
For a moment to go out?

Mary, still

Where Yo Skillz At?

Artifacts

That's Them

1997

to your Walkman, check it how we talk and sing
Breakin that thing, lyrical jackin, mackin
All so-called cypher rappin niggaz I'm smackin
No tricks with fits