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cause I got more shots in me than a drive-by
Not no fast food, I will never crash you fool
Cause I got both hands on the steering wheel
You're about

online
Actually I'm offline in my mind
You're no more a part of my life
I'm only focusin' on finding my light
When you see me online (online)
Actually I'm

on the gas, jet fuel so high (Ay, wait, drip, okay)
Yeah my diamonds sick, no flu, all shine (Ay, wait, ay, wait)
Hundreds in Amiris, all blue, no sky (Ay,

the songbird sing, it feels like spring
Had to fly down south to spread my wings, I'm in the
Promised land, promised land
Come and take me by the hand
Don't

mad
Man, money, made, mad
Man, money, made, mad
Man, money, made, mad
Man, money, made, mad
Check on offering, give with my hand closed
Check on faith,

what I'll do
You're looking like that for my approval
You're a body, just a body in a drunken room

Fuel the sins of the saint
Your soul I will taint

Stand Up

Flobots

Fight with Tools

2008

Stand up
We shall not be moved
Except by a child with no socks and shoes
If you've got more to give than you've got to prove
Put your hands up

hear
We need some new thots in here
Too much gas in my lungs
My fault my nigga, I really cant hear you
None of my niggas come near you
Burn off

clean
And I don't give a fuck 'bout
Money 'cause I know I'm fly

Bitch, I know I'm fly, bitch
I know I'm fly
If you know you fly, hands up in the sky

have been imprisoned by my father, who wishes me to
marry against my will.  Please, please, please come and rescue me.
I am in the tall tower of Swamp

there Is fire
My mind is electric...
When everything's down to the Wire
Trial by fire, fuel my desire
Cuz I'm going higher and higher And higher

Rat king
My blood boils
To fuel our demise
I am diesel for fire
Melting your mind
No leaving
You're the rat king
Bound by your own filth
Writhing in

your eyes
In you I can confide
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You always been my rock
Ain't never had to lie
You right there by my side
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's time

me, fuck the aftermath
Bloodbath on my hands, slaughter, red dead
I'm here motherfucker standin' right up on the ledge
Bring the chaos, let me slay

of youth,
the misery of my neglect, would manifest itself in
many ways; depression - my enemy,
fear - my friend, hatred - my lover,
and anger - fuel for my

Beauty being shoved in some martyr abyss
My vessels hemorrhage defending from terminal illness
Even my nightmares refuse to lay their tendrils in my head

my house
Champagne by the fountain
So much money, I can't count it
Remember days that they doubted
Real niggas, they around me
When you walk in my

I'm a man with a plan everything I do I got my life in my hands
I'm a man with a plan anything I do I'm gonna take another chance
I got my eyes

My Own Prison

Creed

WBCN Naked Too

1998

shines on only some
We the meek are all in one

(And I said oh) so I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish

My Own Prison

Creed

My Own Prison

1997

shines on only some
We the meek are all in one

(And I said oh) so I held my head up high
Hiding hate that burns inside
Which only fuels their selfish

Unda Presha

Big Daddy Kane

Veteranz Day

1998

Competition minds in the state of paranoia 
I said if you're scared, get a dog 
So by tomorrow you'll probably see 20 rappers walking with Rottweilers 
Your

trynna buy some time but I guess it's too rich for my blood
You're so good with words cause it's something in your blood
And the fans go crazy every time

the world in your hands
Gonna drown in the shallows, ashes in the bay
Never lookin' back until there's nothin' in my way

Yo, identify with the dead

breaking
Was my life just fleeting

A hemorrhage at best
Felt in the chest
Blood spewing out
No clotting in sight
Stiffens the spine
Rigors tremble in me