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performance by Steppengoose. Yeah.
 
Excuse me. As the horde advanced, Dino Sore used his final moments to hold his sun in a warm embrace, severely searing all

Jesse James

Ed McCurdy

Folk Classics

1989

went to a crossing, not very far from there
And there they did the same 
For the agent on his knees delivered up the keys
To the outlaws, Frank an'

Crime Saga

Shabazz the Disciple

Book of Shabazz (Hidden Scrollz)

2003

shit was foul
He copped to manslaughter
Cause he knew he would've blew the trial
Niggaz was skeeming all along and got acquitted on him
His girl and his

Blood of the Fang

clipping

There Existed an Addiction to Blood

2019

By the Christians, it is written
That in the black Myrthian age
There existed an addiction to blood, blood, blood, blood

Drink it up, fifty

lord why
His butter fly
All over deez titties
Quest
Papa's just listening! Now I see your trails that lead away, take you away! TQM!
La!
I made ya buy

off your own supply
From a key to a G, it's all about money
10 piece for a 10, base pipe comes free
If people out there are not hip to the fact
If

My life was in the Writer's hands
My days marked out before they began
My life was in the Writer's hands
I was living out His plan
The Writer writes

and punched from all sides,
spread-eagled against the wall
They kicked him and hit him again,
a voice from the dark said, "Stretch his balls"
Soon after, poor

And promised us it’s succor, something to take us far
A mule and forty acres, our very own lands to till
And by God we knew we earned it by the sheer force

twist
My retribution is swift
I can't be judged by my own fist
Don't listen to the hiss
Two black eye's
One swollen lip
Karma's carnage you can't skip

comin’)
So fuck that man where are the keys
Wild pigs tryna spread that fatal disease
(I’m runnin’)
So tell me when have you heard a black cop 
Mistakenly

The Highwayman

Loreena McKennitt

The Book of Secrets

1997

Watch for me by the moonlight
I'll come to thee by the moonlight
Though hell should bar the way"

She twisted her hands behind her
But all the knots

exist
"Ayo the rest of it is all with Swizz"
He lyin' you know he has
Possession of all his clips

Crowd starts booing

He's lyin'
He still has possession

That's the way it goes, that's the name of the game
Young brother getting over by slanging 'caine
Gold around his neck and 14K heavy
Bitches clockin'

to trick myself
Into thinking I was being serviced by a nurse
You can't even imagine what the fuck I've been through
I'm psycho, I'll rub my own nut all

The true state of all things:

I keep on not dying, the sun keeps on rising.
I remember my life as if it's just some
dreams that I don't trust,

off your own supply
From a key to a G, it's all about money
10 piece for a 10, base pipe comes free
If people out there are not hip to the fact
If

his brother Abel's brains
In, the only motivation he needed was his own
Human disposition to violence
Whether you interpret
The Bible as literature

excuse

His name's Akin
An orphan, ain't got many friends
Suit's Benaz, she stays low key in the ends
He's not the usual wannabe macho
Guy with the Benz

flash, and his breast protrude,
And this should be his customary attitude,
His attitude
His attitude
His attitude. (pose)


(All dance off excepting Ralph,

battle all my demons, my own colosseum
Spirits, I can see 'em, looks like I'm leaving
Road to purgatory and I'm still free wheeling, but
All I wrote is

get your brains
Settled against your own
Brothers and sisters
Saying and whispering
You different, simply
Sicking one on another
Check the news now

Chapter 13 (Rich Man Vs. Poor Man)

Common

Resurrection

1994

where they all meet
Not really on the good foot
'Cause the white man kept steppin' on the black man's toes (damn!)
And in his shoes there were holes

painted him like just another.  
  
Black on black crimes   
Over red and blue gang signs,   
Sick trick how we're killing our own brothers,  
Making our