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I wonder if I'll always feel like this
Yeah why you made me feel like this?
Baby tell me, do you feel like this?
I got
Nicotine in my blood
Been

had stole land from folks with no plans
Made out fresh in the depression with Queens in both hands

The floor plans to his mansion had 23 rooms
Hired

on breathing and breathing
All these seasons and seasons, time keeps passing me by
And still my room I'm never leaving, but with you I had a reason
And they'll

look mama i made it, no body to hug, connected through webpages, status on facebook, made like a playlist, drawn in by pictures, lost in mosaics.

of the selfish
Journey through the ruins
Reveals the lost and helpless
Millions suffer by the hands of a few
Fuck the users of the system
We're coming after you

When Will They Shoot?

Ice Cube

The Predator

1992

somethin' I tried to study
But I got my hands bloody, yeah
They said I could sing like a jaybird
But nigga, don't say the J-word
I thought they was

The Harbor Is Yours

Aesop Rock

None Shall Pass

2007

a bird perched on him and swash buckled the same
Peg leg navigator starboard to port
By the nautical star of male an the harbor is yours
And you should

boy i'm on my way
(You know I made it) did it by myself
Mafucker don't need No Favours
When you grinding like this
Motherfuckers they supposed to hate

that's what we'll yell out, yell out
You know the name do I gotta spell out or tell 'bout
J-A-Y, and 'Ye so shy
That he won't even step to his idol

Big Brother

Kanye West

Graduation

2007

that's what we'll yell out, yell out
You know the name do I gotta spell out or tell 'bout
J-A-Y, and 'Ye so shy
That he won't even step to his idol

you pass it around
Come on, let's go to work
We got what'll make your body jerk
Make you throw your hands up in the air
Shake your booty and scream,

Yeah, it's Kells
Kells and o-j (ay ay)

Swag through the club throwin' money in the sky,
I can't lie, I'm a ball 'til I die,
Blunts of the good

Jack the Ripper

LL Cool J

Def Jam Classics, Vol. 1

1989

you with rough LPs 
Day after day after day 
You smashed in the face by the bass of Cool J 
I'm

I'm a beast on the microphone, a night stalker

With the genuine, designed
Taunt like bars
Type that made the left weep
And the alt right pause
They can't tell how the baba swings
That's why home runs

niggas gonna see
These MCs ain't the same as me
I had a Grime hit in 2003
God gave me a body and blessed it
You see, my fingers they made Duppy, Private

Josey, your eyes
They tell no lies
Your hands in mine
Slow whine, slow whine
Josey, the signs
They pass us by
Your hands in mine
Slow whine, slow

See i’m Real Real Glad
For the POP’S I NEVER HAD
It done made me see i’m 333 
X of a Man, When I was growing up
Ain’t no Dad to hold my hands
Did it

fingers to critics
cnd you never see my hand getting lifted

[Chorus: L.O. Heemz & Corey J.][x2]

'Cause I don't feel that shit
I don't feel that shit
Fuck

Back in the days, this shit worked quite right
It was the music that got me by, music touch my soul
Music from the ghetto
Ain't nobody tell me how

Droppin' Em

LL Cool J

Walking with a Panther

1989

like it's two of me
Evidently, I'm hated by a few MC's
But so what? I just max like I'm playing the sax
And take the crowd to the climax
Yo, Cool J

night
Made that pussy come into the sunrise
Fun times
Moving like a young Sam Rockwell
Hands-on like I'm Barksdale
But did not fail
Pookie

Fuck you
You

Why They Wanna Wish Death

Master P

Good Side, Bad Side

2004

and Bernell, took two to the dome
Bobby and Kirk straight, Red never made it to the phone
Slim got shot, I got a call from the cops
I was dealt a bad hand, when

Switch Sides
What Do You See Inside My Eyes…
If I Look In Yours Will I Switch Sides
If I Look In Yours
If I Look In Yours Will I Switch Sides
Blinded by

W-w-welcome home
Made our return like the prodigal son
Outcasts we was on our own
Times up and we skin and bones
Been through hell left me skin