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shift
I'm talking two-ten, Fuck four-eight
Pockets looking thin
Noodles that I ate

Still smoking weed
Every single break
I ain't even eat
Still showed up

and Meth is here/ 
Save your breath if you ain’t taking steps to reinvent the wheel/ 
I was making records just to keep my fuckin record clear/ 
They mix

cattle on
Mastodon stomp every single track i’m on
I have the form, to destroy any rapper who face me
You hate me and its war? Fine go get the A team
Oh

You ready to sell your soul? Hahaha
The rap game will fuck you up

I'm a disrupted nigga, you made me crazy
You shoulda slayed me as a baby

Rap Game

Eminem

8 Mile

2002

You ready to sell your soul? Hahaha
The rap game will fuck you up

I'm a disrupted nigga, you made me crazy
You shoulda slayed me as a baby

two kinds of shells
A set of tortoises could get spaghetti
I put a bullet in every orifice
Horror flick, open your face up like it's a quarter brick

and
Never tire, will never sell them
This soul of mine
Will forever reside inside
Been jotting these rhymes since I was 14
Been killing  this mic about 2

of the monster
Burning bridges, pour my soul in every single mantra
But you're trading in your stripes for a check
Niggas blinded by the diamonds, needing guidance

Michael, way too many hanes
Can't be the shit
Surrounded by shit stains
Can't stomach me cuz I'm that pain
I'm Omari & you're seeing a Ghost, Taylor Dane

Busy Bee's Groove

Busy Bee

Old School Rap Box Set, Vol. 3

1994

Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you

As the storm clouds roll in, I feel the strain
Letting go of the hurt, letting go of the chain
My soul cleansed by the downpour, no longer in vain

Verse 2

Show & Prove

Big Daddy Kane

Daddy's Home

1994

[Shyheim:]
Yo, yo
I spark the mic like weed that's in a cipher
And I get girls open like a reggae song by Tiger
So check me out, as I flip this here track

A Year and a Day

Beastie Boys

Paul's Boutique [20th Anniversary]

1989

have dreamt
Because I'm down with the three the unstoppable three
Me and Adam and D. were born to M.C.
And my body and soul and mind are pure
Never

till I ain’t sick
In my lane or will I whip a spaceship
Fly guy
Getting sky high
Open up enough for me to skydive
Slowing up enough for me to ride by

when it came to science
I'm just bold 'cause I was exposed
Listened to what I was told from every single soul
Mix it all up in a pot, give it

(What?)
I stuck to my goals to inspire you (Every single one)
I spend days working out to inspire you (Every single one)
I wake up at 5 to inspire you

We Do This

Too Short

Cocktails

1995

will do these things, I won't stop bitch

I like to go to the club mix and mingle
Nigga plays his dick like a 12 inch single
Yeah, so what you

Liz on the map
Ain't a single mix intact when that kick impact
Know Little Miss Glitch did that
One time for my chicks in the building with the lipstick

scene (Fa, Fa)
Feel like I recently started just purging my soul and my aura is brightening (Nice)
Made Elevator, I tucked it away in the cloud, the horns

Tower
Every single got a jingle, I make you watch for an hour
While I do my thang, levitatin' like David Blaine
Watch me rise out of the dirt like D

Orange and me mother, she was green. 

With Mother every Sunday, to Mass I'd proudly stroll.
Then after that, the Orange lodge would try to save my soul

brain apart
I'm at the Louvre on the floor by the hanging art
I'm putting numbers on the board like a game of darts
Product of every single blood

I built a wall I built it strong I built it tall
An every single day is just another climb
Work so long and hard an I still got nothing at all
There

Chorus:
I try to do my best 
With every breathe that i breath 
Its not my body 
With every breathe that i breath 
Its my 
Soul, 
Its time that i