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raps
Hop on the jet another run way, I don't know what place we at
Lay these tracks, always running shit, I don't know what race we at
Always looking

my favorite player, but you 12 like Tom Brady
I'm twisted like a shoelace
If I get a CAT scan, you'll a fuck around and see a sack race

Issa race no finish line
Might call Owens in his prime
Always come up on a crime
If we run won't catch us this time
Everybody want nickel from ya

Start the race
Game face
Ready to cross the line
First place
I'm on the grind
Every day
When everyone leaves
I'm here to stay
Beast mode
Unleashed

I'm just another Russell Group punk
Just another Distrokid kid
Just another dime-store Tom Verlaine
Waiting for my 15 seconds of fame

When the child

collar
Fuck on yo milf and I ice out her daughter
Talk to me nice cuz yo money a toddler
Heat by my ice so I drip when I walk it
Meet with the bosses,

Weak Become Heroes

Paul Oakenfold

Perfecto Chills, Vol. 1

2003

you all my life I don't know your name
(The name's European Bob Sordid, anyway)
We'll have a dance now see ya later
Pleased to meet ya - likewise,

State of the Art

Sudden Death

Fatal Accident Zone

[Verse One: Tom Rockwell - Sudden Death]
I took a look at the state of hip-hop, and it made my jaw drop
Ccause it's mostly just sloppy pop
I've

tunnel by night
to places of safety

We'll make a video call
when ceilings are falling
Paris still in India
Narendra fixed it for me

All alone, we have

Sickness

Bobby Digital

Digital Bullet

2001

[Intro: RZA]
Yo, the great Digi
	"What are you looking for?"
The World's greatest mind
Bob Digital
	"Man with no mother"

[RZA]
Yo, try to cross

breaking bread and passing' Bob Marley
Like Tom Hardy speak of the devil he shall appear
So many people lose their lives and join us every year
Prodigy

hard? Ooh please! 
You rappers do trap like Tom in a industry full of jerry mouse so that rats gets away with the cheese 
New makervelly ? Naah really

They smile in your face, whole time wanna take your place
my circle get smaller by the day 
can’t deal i just need my space 

Trust ima always say

like fool nigga
I don't really play by the rules
She callin me Bob when I build on that ass
And I hammer her out like a tool
Wait
Chief again prolly

up
I keep a Glock by my side, and it's one up
Pop out with my B's/bees, your ass can get stung up
Put a opp on a tee, your ass can get hung up
It's Da

break I don't wanna give it to you
We met on Monday by Friday we taking trips to the moon
Baby don't lie up in my face can you just tell me the truth
I

(U dig U dig yeah)
(Leave Her lonely)
(I get it by my lonely)
(Ha Ha)
(What up Ob)
(Aye)

This that 3rd degree
This that roll it please
This that She

and right
And I never fright my fight will make a hater take flight
I'm light years ahead the competition is dead
It's like I'm in a race by myself instead

Cheer Up, It Might Never Happen

Carter the Unstoppable Sex Machine

Post Historic Monsters

1994

Cheer up, it might never happen
Drive-by shootings on the streets of Clapham
Jackboots booting right across the map
And daddy's gone 'a looking

to set my whole race free
You might debate we, a refugee
No harm hurt me
Dying, thirsty from the struggle
To my own hustle bubble
On the low, woe is me

dat boy too wavy he bring sand to the beach
Find the villa like I’m bob the builder
Know the robbers and I know the dealers
Imma mac but I’m not

wanna walk by faith
Then use faith To kill the human race
The race

To keep us permanent 
In last place
Yet the media say
That they've turned about face

way
Highness got me slow me race
Cuz I hope for better days day by day 
Omo olorun oshe ba ge

Ma lo gbe baba malo gbe boss
Malo gbe baba malo gbe daddy

beings
Who are also equally if not more delusional and not seeing

We're not seeing the truth in our perception of the way we should live as a race
It's