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with my lips then all my actions got to prove it
Safe decision with a hooper, not a hater, I salute it (salute)
In the field for real, I ball and run

She was on a quest
She wouldn't rest
She'd seen him in her dreams
Dead set on a real man
Not a guy in a hat and jeans

One by one
She'd check them

from the norms
And soon millions of folk
Records were being sold
By the early sixties, Dylan, Baez, Phil Ochs
Were doing intellectualized copies

Fearless J's on the Cut bit
I'm stuck in a trance
She breaks in my soul with a glance
Let's have us a dance
Can tell that I'm real from the way that I stand

Concrete Jungle

Rell

Hustler's P.O.M.E. (Product of My Environment)

2006

brothers and sisters
(I'm from the ghetto)

Yeah, this is Dr. Ben, I'm with Jim Jones
(Lord knows, I was on the run confused)
DipSet forever
(Shit)
We're

it right
Or you'll be 6 feet deep by the end of my crime
Wanna be an enemy
You can meet my 9
For all these pussy boys
I don't go no time
Mix all

real name
Gang
Waiting for me to drop
Just like Jesus that ain't gone never happen
Got them sick
When I hit the mic
They get anorexic
Fuck with me
You

me the cash C-Foe serve em by the fence
Hit a line or smoke a rock they do a lil dance
Hit my Telegram cuz you know that I'm advanced
Police scanner

got me spiraling in debt
I cuffed me a real bitch, I thank God that we met
Baby I’m Jones boy, I’m just proving I’m up next, yeah
Sixteen eighteen baby

Prosperity

Mick Jenkins

The Healing Component

2016

chill on that
You can see it when you see me
I'ma always be me
I can keep it real like that

Big bracelets, Rollies, big faces
Jesus pieces can't

you vibe with the beat
Now come on down and dance with me

We gon' have plenty of weed to roll up
White ash when we ash, I mix the dozy with

And Lazarus was his name
The Bible says he was
A man that Jesus loved
And his sisters thought
It was a shame
Mary and Martha longed
For Jesus healing touch

feeling lost, mix real life with the nightmares
Flip that lil bih, toss, conceited with some good hair
I know that she cheated, I can tell just by the way

Jesus bruh
I don't see how you get by, bad results don't lie
Plus I can read it in your eyes, you don't want this
Back to the main dish, surf and caught

I pour that lean in the double-cup
4‚500 stuffed in my joggers
I  got a lil' bitch in college we cuttin'
Up‚ she mix her Hennessy wit' the molly
If

Teet

Melvins

Houdini

1993

SUBMITTED BY: Angel Dust

HONEY BUCKET: 
In times of bella foe fa lies cobalt cast and clean.
I gotta motor fare the wheel real fast and fear.

it-    I ain't perfect: (it's a vibe) But I'm a servant)
Yeah the (chains they gon)(Devil Scared)
That's for Real (In Jesus name)
Open up the word get

dance that's more than real
Drink Brass Monkey here's how you feel
You put your left leg down, your right leg up
Tilt your head back let's finish

the Day
By the way, it tastes great
And it brings God joy
When we love and learn
Cuddled real close
Dancing with the Holy Ghost
So dance with me
Dance with

to the Army this shit can get slimey
So try me and I'll take it back to the county
I'm cursed by the haters and blessed with a bounty
There's blood on my hands

that I do, for real
Leave by example, look at my paperwork, here you go that's the proof
I get the loop, but still I'm humble, can't get the big head

on a couch with my mother
And death was hanging heavy in the room
But Jesus making all things new walked right out of a tomb
And sat by my side sharing

Down
Rise
This is the sign
Jesus coming back
I'm energized I do my rhymes
My God know
I'm a real Don Dada
Let me teach behind ya
Shorty looking Fine
Yeah

And Lil' Darkie
And I say the N word
'Cause I'm on that real hoodlum shit
Listen here you dumb niggar monkey
You just got beamed by Jesus and Nuclear Retard