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of a
Black man
You’ll never be accepted by me it’s because you are a
Black man
You’re not accepted in the land of the free and it’s because you are a
Black man

I carry guns cause it ain't safe outside
Stand my ground cause I ain't ready to die
Got a knife and 9
City violence taking over this time
I refuse

the night,
Yet nothing you will find.
I said, “I will not sin
In anything I say.”
4 From those who practise violence
I have kept far away.
From every evil path

ready
To extend his cares beyond the boundaries
Of families, tribes, Nations and ethnicity
Cos all these violence we re facing are caused by mimetic

Intro
What do you see when you look into my eyes
You call me your Brody, yo family, yo friend
You say Love one! 
But I’m not amused by your words

Raised by parents that worked on crops
That drop like stocks in Salvador
Born in a city that kills cops and pop one another
Hits the core
In Houston

Wicked West

Knightowl

Chicano Rap, Vol. 1

1999

On the street with the chrome
So you won't make it home
I be killin MC by the bunches
I'm be the one that droppin
All them deadly punches
[2x]

[Knightowl]
I'm

Wha' What Wha' What

Pras

Ghetto Supastar

1998

triples please circle the violence 

Let me abolish this sh... like Nat Turner 
Drop by Tom Warner, peace to my crooked cop killers 
with the six

Judgement Day

Ms. Dynamite

Judgement Days

2005

in silence
We committing greed and violence
Then we got blood on our hands too

[Repeat Chorus x2]

         (by: dragos_xss)

never me VERSUS him or vice versa
My lyrics and his melodies only depicts the surface
It’s the wordless silent subsurface of two souls put together
By how

When I was young I was a quite kid ,
hid my pain by smiling , aww  he's so cute look at
the size of him , little did they see the fucked up
s hit

Two hundred dollar deposits
Ant cutting it
Let's be honest
My wallets counterfeit
I flip a half and put
Fifty in my pocket
Put them packs up in

didn't get sleep (Nah)
Thought God would kill me (Maaaan damn)
Went through the trauma by myself look at life weirdly (Yeah)
I don't see sins or flaws
See

where I’m from 
I’m living by this gun
I’m dying for my son 
I’m dying for my sins
While the wolves from Wall Street 
Prey on y’all street 
They job is

would go wrong
When he came her he was 2lb
But that boy lungs was so strong
Sixty-eight days later from the NICU my baby boy came home
So you can't say

This story begins with them
The two brothers destined to an unfortunate fate
Consuming all the worth they all possess
Damning each others souls
Two

tied in like the cartel
Ima do me baby Bart Simpson
I been off the lean I'm wocky
Fuck what they say I'm top 10
Riding round my hood by my doley Know

One two one two three four
Baby I can't live without it
Bonded by the sin and violence
Destroy all that stands against us
You ask why we choose

I pick my lane
Swerving through I dodge the violence
All my niggas say I'm insane
Process when my bro was holding down  stealing up the rings

and gratify my one only 
Fire and desire; now I'm burned up, itchin', plus lonely 
I walk a thin line; when it comes to sin I 
Try to make it quit by tryna pick

Sunstroke

Easy Mo Bee

Now or Never: Odyssey 2000

2000

finger often to prevent a callus
For me many Men hold malice, I react with violence
Since we tryin' to double the dough, we double the sins
Even

about a thing
If ya feel real good wave your hands in the air
And lick two shots in the atmosphere!
It's been three weeks since you were looking for your

me it’s about the color
Of the skin
That I’m in 
Yea I sin 
Yea I bend 
If I break
Then I mend 
Nothing fake
Son of Gwen 
Light within 
Built in 
I

That energy I'm putting out you know I got it back
Fucking up don't feel the love now she ain't coming back
Domestic violence shoulda never put my hands