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studied rhymes
(from the greats)
By age twelve I was digging in the
Crates for tapes to rock to
Like Funky Drummеr by James Brown
It was nothin' more

NYC Street Corner Battle

Ultra

Big Time

1996

[thug] I told you this fuckin guy man
Yo man, yo be, this is my fuckin block, get the fuck off

[Keith] Shut the fuck up
You never had a fuckin green

Anarchy
Nigga's ain't telling me shit
I gotta stay wit a clip like yuh
Enemies all out to get me just cuz I got M's boy you sick
You ain't my dawg

Lyrical ability my choppers gonna sick um
High snares low hats a tempo n a sick drum
Mental in my mind I have some kind of syndrome
I'm angry that every

Misdirected by my conscience
Kaio said I gotta want
So offended that I want it
Oh, oh, and I want it
Nigga, I meant that's a warning
Got sick of just being

chose me son you can feel the realness
Might be 0 talent but I'm 100 hard work so don't ask me about the miss
Cuz many people still living by thugs rules

Lenox Square
I don't know about you, but I miss the Freaknik
'Cause that's where my city use to be real sick (come on)
People from other cities used

I say

Mass information assimilation got me filled with
Highly volatile hostile crazy wild ill shit
Cold rhymes get laced by the sick slang singer

up the sticky
Not that barnyard hay
We just getting to the money
Then get on our way
Yep, 3 whips back to back
Followed by a Cadillac
Trucks, sluts

Cause I don't want my mom so sick like Ne-Yo
My sister found Nemo, I found some old Premo
Tell Big I love the do' but
I ain't never rolled cee-lo
Leimert

Love Story

Deltron 3030

Deltron 3030

2000

Rhyme Federation championship, so I'm lampin' a bit
I feel like returnin' to Earth and burnin' some herb
I'm sick of lookin' at the inside of space

quick-quick got sick-sick to my stomach
Overcommeth by the thoughts of me and her together
Right? So when I asked her out she said I wasn't her type

I wish

then we practice Shibari
Deep down inside girl there's more to yo body
I fuck wit good girls that love to be naughty 
You took a shot fucking wit me so

It's a Demo

Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

The Juice Crew Story

1995

Psychopath on the phonograph, nut of the cuts
You heard the boy slice, is he nice or what?
He's the main entertainer inside the show
And he goes by the name

Here We Go

Das EFX

Hold It Down

1995

kicks the mad shit, I come to show the flow
You're fuckin with a pro but yo I guess by now ya know, so

Chorus

Well now I got you niggas stumblin, I see

Bury You with Satan

Necro

Gory Days

(Yo yo)
Bury you with satan
(Peep the death rap)
Bury you with satan
Death is in your future

I'm gettin outrageous on you, pullin razors on you

like it's really crazy
Aye turn me up
I just wonder how far I gotta go to prove, I belong where I'm going
We'll see
Yo

I been off too much (ouu)
Thought

Now every instrumental I hop on I be snapping
I could never flex cuz growing up I never had shit
Living wit my family members sleeping onna Pallid

be playin them snares like a drummer
Oohhh
Spiritual but not religious to me so bizarre
Don't ask my Sign
You cant tell my future by the stars
I do not

a point when every man breaks
So many bad days, sad nights
I used to have dreams too damn right
But so many things have gone wrong
I've been sick of this

a vacation
Sick caught up in a maze kid
Hope I make it out cuz by now the days ended
Smoke into a haze kid dick'n mamas down feel aroused feel amaz'n
I just

Da Story

Noreaga

N.O.R.E.

1998

grabbed the sick ? 
We hit the spot, then we hopped in the whips 
Now it's a chase on the highway, the L-I-E's 
Yo them fools ?, niggaz drive by me

ought to know what I'm saying
I hope I made myself clear
About the three ass whores
But Troll I'm out of here yo yo yo
These three people make me so sick

through the stains
from beatings
playing these razor keys
to instrumental horror
the cities of living people,
the valleys of the dead
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