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When I die bury me high in the hills
You can never walk on my grave look up to me still
Make you bite down on a cyanide pill
Like a spy in the field

Look, trappers
Every day man's after the P's like nothin' else matters
Had a toolbox with a hundred nails and two fat hammers
Roll and smoke with

Word to the Wise

Flesh-N-Bone

5th Dog Let Loose [Clean]

2000

And everything that was made
Was made by him
Without him nothing would be in existence
Hit them up psycho
For the life what's life
For me it's this rapping

Galileo

Dennis "Cannonball" Caplinger

Pickin' on the Indigo Girls [Bonus Tracks]

2004

King of insight
 
And then you had to bring up reincarnation 
Over a couple of beers the other night
And now I'm serving time for mistakes 
Made by

echo, from Khayelitsha to Soweto
Call me Stefano Dimera
You was shocked I turned into a pharaoh
But they got us in a system
Our history was rewritten by

echo, from Khayelitsha to Soweto
Call me Stefano Dimera
You was shocked I turned into a pharaoh
But they got us in a system
Our history was rewritten by

want it all guts the glory gots the pain and more
Yeah it’s all in the name I’m on
For the game I pause, what it takes to be great ma boy
You pump

her solitude, she's staring at her glass
And she doesn't how good she looks in her red dress

And I just wanna tell her how I fell for her
But when

Ooh, sheesh, yeah, Sca
Lxrd Gang, Spider Gang shit
Yeah, too easy
Woo, uh

These niggas is the worst, can't hit me up with the facts
Yeah, we

Motherfuck this rapping I'm plugged in don't need clout
Look out for them boys them state troopers on each route
Went toe to toe I'm undisputed in 3

held up by a string
Look out, Rose, 'cause the fall is comin'
Your shadow tells the state you're in

Got what you're lookin' for
Wavin' bye

Look at the remains, tell me what you really made
Some niggas get paid, some is payin' for mistakes

It's a shame, yeah, uh We the reason niggas got

Depending on walmart grow food on your own
Relying on art you can't go wrong

I don't need a man made law to tell me I can't think for myself
Owning my land

Yeah I need that
The good and bad
Together for the worst type shit
I need you right here
Yes sir
I go by
Mr. Yuck
Voice of the oppressed
Our love

just believe. 

Chorus repeat


Verse2

Many men do many things just for survival, when I look back to my life I thank God revival.  He's the chair

for my family
You better speak on my name properly
go fill these lyrics in your artery
And don't compare me to nobody
because you know I am a prodigy

demons
I rebuke you
If that don’t work 
I’ll let my muzzle flash salute you
My ops start with a “C”
You ops look like me
Fuck a gang this is RBG
Ain’t no

at
Leave hickeys by my tattoo on my neck know where your name at
Gotta explain that it's hard for me to tain that
Don't think I'm a fool I'm still that nigga

Been so fast I'm switching these lanes
Been so hard I don't feel the pain
I ride for the gang, I ride for the fame
Fucking with me, I ain't playing no

beautiful
Yes you are

And if I were to lose you
Then this'll take me back to the way we were
Just one look is all I need from you
To get to by

I'm takin'

Poppin' my collar cos my Tee &
Sneakers match, match / Its just the way it is, when I
roll its like that / find me by the bar yo, looking for
a night cap /

conveyed
Now here's a matter of great concern
We're judging artists by the money they earn
It seems that for 9 out of 10
Music is just a means to an end, now

Dead men tell no stories
Liars can’t live in the street
Whatever plans God has for me
I’ll cooperate instead of compete
We coming for ‘em nigga

look like oysters (yeah)
I got broksi countin' shells in these Royces
I been prayin', God forgive me for my choices
I don't know what these feelings