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a fire burning in my soul's grips
After meeting up, we sat and ate together
Neither of us giving any thought to the people around us, enjoying our own

You Better Ask Somebody

Yo-Yo

You Better Ask Somebody

1993

jack
Down with Tyson, hate Anita and Clarence
Reportin' to the devil like parents
Ban rap, but still let the rock sell
Fire up the cocktail
Va-boom!

Show Me Your Soul

Lenny Kravitz

Bad Boys II

2003

back by popular demand and shit
Niggaz want the crown but can't handle it
This rap game's getting scandalous
I done lost my best friend in Los Angeles

the Band, We're the Band
We're the fire that rocks the soul
Unless you want to end right here
Sit back down and drink your beer
You don't understand, we're

street dreams are made of these
Still when I pass by they continue to freeze
'Cause the rest of this shit is strictly freestyle

Catch it and why Hollywood

some noise for
That TeamBackPacknet cypher!
That's what I'm talking about, ya'll!
Rock the Bells! I go by the name of Kel
Mitchell -I AM Kel Mitchell,

Of this spiritual ware fare, my soul is on fire
I feel like being a writer
Made me a pariah
Certain days I'm getting high just thinking of Myra
Rest In

Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yoooo
Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yo yoooo
It don't matter what I say it's always gonna sound fire
It don't matter what I rock it's

her soul on fire
I use the mic like a gun and my rhymes like ammo
I go tyson while others go rambo
Pooh-puts are warned, break north while you can, bub

Eviction Notice

Sage Francis

Personal Journals

2002

thrill sticks
This girl will spit fire
Got me doing pirouettes over her guilt trip wire
I still skip by a land mine or two, see I've learned the landscape

Shakin' the House

Petra

Back to the Street

1986

foundation does it stand on rock or sand 
When the smoke clears, does it bring fears
When the houses fall or stand 
In the fire of refining with the flames

rock'n'roll
Beating down your heart while you're filling up your soul
We got somethin' movin' and you knew it years before
Hey mother father won't you shut your

Smack Dab in the Middle

Connie Francis

Connie at the Copa

1961

soul

Ten Cadillacs, a diamond mill
Ten suits of clothes to dress to kill
A ten room house, some Bar B Q
And fifty chicks not over twenty-two

Everyday's a big cipher to me 
Writing raps like Frida painted 
Pain into medicine 
We freeze the moment and edit it 
Fire in penmanship 
Feel it all, don't

Heal Your Soul

Performed, Written, and Arranged by Kenneth Kynt Bryan



Verse 1

Let me see you twerk for me

Work for me

Slay the beat

Serve

Heal Your Soul

Performed, Written, and Arranged by Kenneth Kynt Bryan



Verse 1

Let me see you twerk for me

Work for me

Slay the beat

Serve

Heal Your Soul

Performed, Written, and Arranged by Kenneth Kynt Bryan



Verse 1

Let me see you twerk for me

Work for me

Slay the beat

Serve

Heal Your Soul

Performed, Written, and Arranged by Kenneth Kynt Bryan



Verse 1

Let me see you twerk for me

Work for me

Slay the beat

Serve

Heal Your Soul

Performed, Written, and Arranged by Kenneth Kynt Bryan



Verse 1

Let me see you twerk for me

Work for me

Slay the beat

Serve

Heal Your Soul

Performed, Written, and Arranged by Kenneth Kynt Bryan



Verse 1

Let me see you twerk for me

Work for me

Slay the beat

Serve

i'm sitting in sand sitting in guilt surrounded
by the abandoned work frame of the house of guilt
and first founded
having astounded my neighbours with

penniless
In the dumps, lost, pitiful
Rather be the greatest, pay attention
Get an ear and an eyeful
Reload like a rifle
Gotta be dumb sharp by 2020 like

to here wid dis
I don't cry but sometimes I lay on the floor
I really tried but I'm tired I can't see the door
Burned by the fire of a liar now I got these

Christ
 Who came to die for me 
 Thank you for strengthen my path 
 By your grace I am a leaving testimony 
 Wiseman build his house upon a Rock
 Storm