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Now that you've listened to the album
I'd like to cordially invite you
To the last night of your lives

Hell can't take me
But heaven wouldn't either

stunt! Good luck then
Street battalions rocking medallions 
U get beat, hit harder than Metallica albums 
 
You stepped in the danger zone 
Snipers posted

with adversity
Kazie Man balled like Mr. Clean
If you ain't dyin' for the cause, then don't intervene
Presidential in my city when I hit the scene

rappers!
When they see that cold-guy
Roll by, they like, "Oh my!"
"Prof, when the album drop? "
Tell 'em to hold tight
Eh, don't you know I got the studio

some songs on this album dawg, I had to scrap
Cause it's not the way I'm feeling now, I'm finally back
To myself and I'm better than ever, i'm truly

Fuck what a bitch nigga think you gotta deal with that
Go buy a dress
Trill ain't never sold my soul I can live with that
All by myself
The highest light

(MTM, hit 'em with the heat)
Yeah, bitch, haha

Homegrown Florida boy, you know I keep chrome
I'm loving the indoors, come out when the sun low

Keep It On

The Nonce

World Ultimate

1995

sells shit and gold is the hit
But then I gotta watch my step cause I could get a rep
Always always filling through the void
of the now that's bringing

that I thought of
Shot off the chain, like i was sawn off! (Ruhr!)
So i saved 'em; 2 years; stored 'em
School got worse; was culled by the boredom
But I

us
Low T Kweli? Rest in pieces

One hot album, every 20 years average 
One half lame, and the other half savage 
Too bad Mos Def did all the fuckin'

the verses by reversing the curses 
Selling out god but won't be returning the purchase 
On the beat I am a surgeon 
Spitting my songs while you been slurping

that I thought of
Shot off the chain, like i was sawn off! (Ruhr!)
So i saved 'em; 2 years; stored 'em
School got worse; was culled by the boredom
But I

a game it ain't no lifelines
Who wanna be millionaire the flares hit the night skies
There's trials but don't let em try you
Gang move by the thousands

fucking cause panic
Fuck all that shit I like it when its classic
Swerving in lanes, I'm avoiding all traffic
Peterman gang I hit them niggas up
Tell em

been for the streets
So she prolly gon cheat bro

Said my whole album trash
I'm like Thanks for the play cause he know it was heat tho
Like I care what

I'm working on an album
I had to start, was never guaranteed an intermission
I gotta play my part, Father knows how to bless the outcome
Yeah imma pay

Freshmen make the varsity
I might just lay up with your bitch
Don't let her close to me
I might just hit her with that line, yea
Get her right up from

wave put it on or cry about it
PaQ just dropped his album everybody shouting bout it 
Put that chain on, hit a fuckin dance 
If we talking cash I need

50 Years

All Natural

Best of Underground Hip Hop

2000

that hit
Had niggaz steady shoutin, "Yo them kids the shit!
Man they new jam be flam, even fatter than the last one
And T-N-D see they'll never pull

come by I get surprised 
Although you fuck me up sometimes 
And every time I wake up with a happy birthday cake and surprise from my friends
It used suck

jsi?
Jsem čech ale nebyl jsem v Chelsea
Já jsem řidič, ty jseš v Uberu backseat
Do kundy prsty jak na klavír Mozart
One hit a dolů zbyde z tebe póza

Yep This the final album
His Kingdom shall reign forever
I'm a lay it all out
Lay it all down
His Kingdom shall reign forever
Decrease everything about

J

I was told that my music wasn't safe enough for work,
So here's my response, acceptin' the word like Matt Turk,
I know I ain't gon' curse but I

the land
Not a man under eighty 
They were hellishly batey
But they loved that 
Old black metal band!

Now their debut album 
Wasn't exactly a hit