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take em' down
Hoffa bruh you never knew
Ten by ten by ten by ten by ten
Aye I'm mister blue
Still collecting coins, causing chaos for my emeralds
Level

Cup of the ice
Vodka by the liter
Don't it sound nice
Peggy Gou on the speaker
If you can't fight then you better fucking stop it fool
Drinking all

"Listen here mister
If you don't give us all your gold
We're gonna give you a hell of a beating"
Ride on black mule

Just then a nun on a
Black mule came

nothin' from me, I won't even dick her
I walk in the bank, they address me by Mr

Fuck the hoe from the back, make the bitch grab a pillow
Catch me a opp

weary
With Mr. Einstein's theory
So we must get down to earth at times
Relax relieve the tension
And no matter what the progress
Or what may yet be

They want you to fall fall on your ass 
I cut that shit off it’s a thing of the past
Now I’m divin wit a bottle foot on the gas 
I need to slow down I’m

Things fall apart when the center too weak to hold ya'll
I'm just collecting what you owed to my old jawn
You bout to get swooped down on and stoled

, don't worry 'bout a thing, my nigga

I foreverly hold you down

Even when shit gets hard I'm goin' to

Make sure that I'm around to hold you down

Will

could do it all by myself, with no assistance

They ain't know me then, I bet they know me now
Dead weight ain't do nothing, but slow me down
Pure

Tonight's da Night

Redman

Da Undaground Sound, Vol. 1: East Side

1996

the Yellow Pages under smooth shit
'Cause Red ain't down for the bullshit
Niggas fucked up by letting me make an album
(How come, rude boy?)
To get

your eyes open,
And when you see that sign,
You know to tread slow,
Don't you keep on trying to see the light that let you go,

Don't you see the red

How many people that- in the audience can Emcee?
Mr. T? Bring up Mr. T! I wanna battle you!

It’s time to go to school
Like Mr. T Said, I pity

and took off with mine
Silly rapper, if I have to get up on this mic and slap you
Don't be mad cuz I'd be glad to send the CrapGod down the crapper
We gon'

the Lion's gate
All truth will be revealed
The workers of inverted truth
Now you see as evil
Flush the drugs down and somehow
Try not to smoke the toilet
Inner

come my way, without you next to me, oh my sky's so gray
So Mr. Golden Sun, won't you come out and play
Oh, you got me glowing now
Just to feel your

Internationally known, Mr. International
Where ya privacy go, everybody snapping their cameras
So you gone pay me capital, just to sit down and rap

Psycho Bitch II

Tech N9ne

The Box Set

2009

Oh, No
Don't me up on the myspace flippin out
Trippin with strippers you think I'm digging out
Me sayin that "I'll never be taken by the hands

king
Everything we need I'm good
I don't need a thing

We all the same at the end of the day
Touching down by the end of the play
We all the same

That no one could pay"
Second by the hour
Every minute life devours
All the pain of yesterday
Up in smokes burnt away
Slow it down take your time
Get it

Brooklyn

MC Lyte

Ain't No Other

1993

a eye on the man
If your town is like my town, you don't want to mess around
Wind up gettin bagged up, beat down

	Peace to my people in
	(Brooklyn,

matter-fact we suggest it
You won't be let down by the King, Mr. Majestic
The Son of God one of a wide selection
But who else has a check in the column for

Reflexions of the Disillusioned


By Jeff Knight











Dedicated in loving memory to Jerry Wayne Smith and Willie Mae Smith
“You courageously

to do
Slow your blood has been creeping
But you can thaw it right out in the fire of truth"

And I looked down at my hands,
They were small and pale

Back

Jake Owen

Declaration of Independence

2012

I remember like yesterday what he said when we took that walk
"Son don't you ever tell no lie, even if the truth burns"
Everyday my mind goes back