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Double cup, sipping this Act' though
I got some red and some Wock mix
I been leaning so bad off a light two
Bitch, I can bet you a car
I never sip no

And now we've come to that time
Where the legend of Griselda lives forever (ah)
The Butcher comin', nigga
Ayo, y'all niggas should know by now

While we rule by blind madness and pure greed
Our lives dictated by tradition, superstition, false religion
Through the aeons, and on and on
Oh yes we'll

shi feelin irregular
How my motivation would've been different if my procreators were still together
Made me realize alcohol don't make any bad

paint and the subway's grey
And soon the efforts, they're buffed away
By the monster machines of the MTA
Erol, man, you ever see that buffing machine

the mountains
Civilization without them
Stars in the sky we could count them
'Cause there is nothing here for me
Urban machine, like a bad dream
Daisies

Yeah, nigga reject, nigga
Machine, bitch daringer, you already know
We do what we do what we do nigga
Griselda, by Fashion Rebels

Reject shit, it's

seventeen doin' twenty, said it ain't so bad (nah)
Nah, homie, why your face look mad? (I'm good, big bro)
I'll be home by the time I'm thirty-five, just

This morning when you got there and it was quiet
And the machines were yearning soft behind you
Yearning for that nigga to come and give up his life

Coal Tattoo

Judy Collins

So Early in the Spring...The First 15 Years

1977

and gone 
To Heaven, the land of my dreams,
I won't have to worry on losin' my job 
To bad times 'n big machines.
I ain't gonna pay my money away 
For

that outlives him
Like Malcolm did, we are out of sync
And out of time by the sound of things
Arms long like Dhalsim is how to win
Best murder machine

I don't ever wanna go back
I broke that time machine
We can fall together
But i know they won't be down with me 
We can ball together
I just hope she

industry drifted lazily into space
But the fish are still dead in the water
And the machine starts up again at 8
And when the by-products of progress are

Know you riding hot when you look this clean
All the windows tinted on the rodeo machine
Let the buckle floss let it gloss when i lean
And i'm

Get back the time
I want to get back the time
If you let your chance slip by
Don't even think about crying
It could take you deep down and down

wait for handouts
That's the difference of men (Shh)
I ain't bothered by the comments
I don't think it's my skin
(See, I'm good, nigga)
If it's an issue,

The good, the bad
The Machine bitch, nah'mean? Boom
We got all type of drugs out here
Know what I'm sayin'
The thing that's in right now is that

---Machines---

this ain't a bad dream
conscience is dead
rise of the machines
is this how it ends 

what is on your mind
it's uploaded on the cloud
rise

keep the machines, you can test your luck, nigga, we gon' put you in the wrong slot
Nigga was dissin', we had to spin , nigga, got caught the wrong spot

Twenty pidgeons in my pocket
I'll reach heaven like a rocket
I'm gonna die young
I just wanna have some fun
Plently dollars by the side
Everybody

We have some muumaclauet gun and some mummaclaute cloth machine
Your face get splash In and your ends get crash in
Babylon Ah look waan know what

Russian Leg sweeping your favorite rapper with a baseball bat to his Adams Apple how you like them apples
You don't wanna grapple in a world that's run by

the hard way
bought a mac 10, sub-machine gun and an a.k.
time to get bad-ass hella mad at them chumps
bust rounds in the crowd, start funk just cause you

machine
The rules of society if you don't follow you getting deemed
I don't give a fuck boulevard where l'm blowing off my steam
I want to move fast