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Push up Ya Lighter

The Roots

Illadelph Halflife

1996

Dane, I mean, Hakeem
And we was buildin' on how we could organize the team
For this capital gain bein' that we in the rap game
It's time to have it all;

Push Up Ya Lighter

The Roots

The Best of the Roots

2006

the rap game 
It's time to have it all; he said he figured he same 
We realized this a planet of cream to obtain 
When the predominant rap, conglomerate

The 6th Sense

Common

Like Water for Chocolate

2000

world
Got on at 87th, stopped by this little girl
She recited raps, I forgot where they was from
In 'em, she was saying how she made brothers cum
I start

But why just to get to happiness
I gotta go through obstacles
It feels impossible for it to not Insanely bother you
It get deeper than rap and nine

environment
Euthanize my violence by jotting these raps, see
Ask me, it's not to be crafty
I do it because otherwise, they wouldn't try to understand me
I got

Necessary

Boogie Down Productions

By All Means Necessary

1988

the name of this game
Whether peace by war, or peace by peace, the reality of peace is scary
But we must get there, one way or another, by all means

Eliminate The Possibility
That To Be An E-M-C-E-E
Is Not A Threat To Society
Say Step By Step
Stride By Stride
I Know The Young Ladies Would Like To Ride
If

Your like I know right
So why not begin
This whole life we go by
It's go time again
So why not begin
It's go time again
Your like I know right
So why

with the words I recite
Fresh
Sick
You can call me Nic or I go by NuSince
Life
Is
A series of events where you leave your footprints
Rap
Wiz
I give

a gun it's old P, new P
Prob'ly layin' in the sun
Prob'ly on a PI, if I call you king
I ain't talkin' 'bout rap, nigga
That status go to BI
You can fuck

it the beat? Is it the rap?
Is it a finger snap or the same 808 clap?
And how do we adapt and get TRL votes
When thirteen-year-olds control

of oxygen
Leave the opposition stuck
Without a pot to piss in
Hockin', spitting up blood
Shark by sharp precision
Dart incision, darkness imparts your vision

Talking all that gangsta shit but all these niggas fitted cap
SnapBack to reality with all that damn cap rap
Niggas swear they hard lil broski you is

Gimme Dat Micraphone

Das EFX

Straight Up Sewaside

1993

gel up, when I swell up, spark the el up
By the way troop -- oops, I feel a new style developing
So safety stellar, I'm not the Baby Bubba

goin' just go farther than a year ago
Us audio too, or Prince, Marl and Daddio
And, yes, Mario, cassette that radio
Records spinning 'round and 'round

what we need
Starting somewhere with make believe
Fictional to reality
So close to what you can achieve
Motivationals in my speech
On a roller coaster

To turning the corner
As adrenaline springs
That Voice had given me a shot within to restart
Fittingly just like Mario Kart
Cause in reality it drove deep into

running laps like a 4 by 4
I might buy that lil bitch a lil 4 for 4
She gone make that ass clap like thunder roll
Hold on
I come out the gutter Super Mario

unattractive, and will never be loved
It's not on purpose when I think these things
The reality is I have the means but not the priority
To go ghost and become

the cash
Never whipped a willy
But love the door dash
Call me Lil' Mario
Slang the star dash
When I suck him- Wario
Super Brother Smash
If a nigga whip it

initially
Officially love and lust
Accompanied by misery
So obsessed with company
Watchin' how you move, how you walk
Where your compass be
Even when you move

blocked by the rain
You could tell all the pressure that was buildin' man
And to this day, I still feel the same
Reality real live, put them paws on me,

off by pickup, ain't gon' be no redux
I spit heat, call it acid reflux
Watch the drilly spray if they really may try us
I conceive crazy like I'm Billy

that honesty if I'mm do this rap shit
I'd be damned if it ain't properly
There's value in this property
But that's besides the point
I ain't Socrates
No