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Hey you, it's good to see you
You look good, your hair's gotten longer
Two years, time really flies by
I'm glad we did this
It's really been too long

all turn to snakes, you surrounded by serpents
These niggas be rats without no cheese behind the curtains
They thought I had fifteen minutes of fame,

civil-ness
No difference blanketed images
I've travelled across Bogota bridges
Built my way past KwaZulu henchmen
The lynch pin is the axis of the earth
Birth

Now as I'm sitting here
My life passing by
I recall the things I'he done
I watch the sun
But this is not the end
No the end I'll never see
And I'll

Trench Tactics

Jungle Rot

Order Shall Prevail

2015

struggle maintains, no chance to overcome
Hot shrapnel fragmentation, the mind has gone totally numb
Dispatched to no mans land, straight into enemy fire

Shadowboxing

Everon

Paradoxes

1993

can no one understand this

I climbed the ladder stair by stair
I hoped that I would get somewhere
I found that movement is my way
To stop the world

Where the stars are black holes
The pitch-black back roads
Past the last toll
Me? I'm from nowhere, no pimp, no player
When I spit it they all
Come

Osurah
Mach look too fly, honeymoon in Dubai
Smash jam back in Afghan get the crew high
Spit my soliloquy inspired by the Killa Bee
Glass of wine from

Do You There

Skizzy Mars

The Red Balloon Project

2015

you how I feel
Giuseppe's on your feet, no you're not playin'
Don't need to run around, girl I'm not chasin'
Girl if you're lonely, I'll be there by

Do You There

Skizzy Mars

The Red Balloon Project

2015

you how I feel
Giuseppe's on your feet, no you're not playin'
Don't need to run around, girl I'm not chasin'
Girl if you're lonely, I'll be there by

still love you
Yeah I still love you
I

I saw you at a restaurant down on 42nd Street
Drinkin' red wine and laughin'
I kept walkin' by myself with

Buckle Up or Bow Down

Jawga Boyz

Kuntry

bringing addrenalin and I’m bout right and I’m ragin on and my eyes red like cinnamon

And not 20 men aint put the blood aint put the sweat aint shead no

a fix
You know that we can supply you
Nigga will rob you
Get stomped out by a bunch of
Niggas with B's on they hats
But no, we ain't Piru (Brooklyn,

Impositions of an external kind
Predator once dormant desperate for release
A deep desire to spill some human blood
Further aggravation by pains from the past

They serve at counters made of chocolate glass
Perfume lingers as they wander past
Sexy music grabs you by the loins
Feel the magic as she spends

the illistrious Pac
i stand before you a man with dirty shoes
dustier socks, in clusters we rock
ryhme magnate encircled by controversy
and red tape (AY YO) rollin

Blue Jeans Pizza

moe.

The Conch

2007

I was thinkin' about your face
Just a minute ago
I'll be leaving the simple space
Just to be at a show
I get distracted by the simplest lines
I

don't do it for views
I'm the nigga in my city, don't get it confused

Hundred pair of Reds I done gave away
They said them niggas wasn't good, so I

wet.
She flies through the hourglass,
The present, future and the past;
Through the stars, the hands of time,
The pen that writes the poets rhyme.
Fierce

My eyes bleed cause I don't blink enough
Even in the red
The bread I see is syncing up
My gut told me we ain't gon' be linking up
Get the money read

seeing things straight, now I see my own fate

I see the past in the pain
The millions of children whose parents won't call them by their name
We don't

getaway but first I go to sit and wait
Lurking in the shadows on mission to do my hit and shake
Patience always pays so I'm stiffer than a statue
By no

confessions are full of controversy 
When red and blue's reflected I'll be asking God for mercy
Because it makes me wonder if this could be where my name

walk on by
Cuz I sweat six figures and I'm cold like ice
And you don't want no smoke
Don't come around me trying to act all woke nah
I'm a God fearing