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noodles
Where the North Pole is bundled and it's cobras out in Humbolt
You could get booked like Mowgli by the Moes out in the jungle
And the Lords in

With a bubble eyed bitch
Lighting up your life flying pass all yemps
Cause hoes'll get shife
I swang and swing, down M-L-King
Drop screens on the scene,

I want to be your baby, your angel all in black
Your little blue-eyed gypsy who's always got your back
Yodel-oh-oh-oh, yodel-oh-oh-oh
I want to be

the riverside/
theres Cries a lil black child//
, placed in pain with conviction/
, birthed in the crucible of fire,//
 born  by the river's side/
, lost via

the premise?
Of the nation's anthem? It's decent against the British
Rebellion is the cornerstone this nation was founded on
But when it's done by people black

Cool is the new jock
Which signals the death of the original
And the 21st century melting pot
Orange is the new black
Just like the new indie is brown

Playin’ Tom G
Ridin’ bike wit no hands (I’m there)
Black Air Force 1s
Sellin it by the gram
Trapper now a rapper
Old friends sayin “damn” (Haaah)
10 Years

Original name: Lane Switching
Skit vocal by: PlanZ普兰兹一
Recorded by: 马红尘 (025 Studio)
Mixed/Mastered by: 郭子翊/瑞
Stevv Tsui:
Yeah
Tunnel Vision Pt.2,

Insomnia

Insomnia

In a Trance State

1996

insight
Fundamental movement, huh, so when it's black
This insomniac, take an original tack
Keep the beast in my nature under ceaseless attack

I gets

Puttin' in Work

Bloods & Crips

Bangin on Wax

1993

up
Slobs be flamin' but my 9 is quicker
I'm crippin' for life so Slobs I'm gonna get ya
Uh, I'm bendin' corners, rollin' rowds in this cut
Drinkin'

outta fuel
Rest in peace to the legend Doom, the original villain you knew
I don't gotta even make no sense and I still get paid
Don't get it confused

weight
I'm more awake than scared
Underpaid dog-tired
Bleary-eyed, coffee wired
Boring a hole in the black of night
The company knows I'd pay them
To let

this shit meant to be
Thought you were fantasy
You Pretty
Even in your darkest hours you a black rose appearing like a lily
I'm silly
When I'm with you I

to the music for the vocals
I prefer Phil Collins solo, 'cause its the only thing that calms me down after I murder someone
The Oscars failed us by not saving

and over Just to get you right
Mouthing you silently by this light
					
What I do, you know I would
					
Keep your love green glass, keep your knuckles

levitate when I elevate
My mind, in the lovely place called the Golden State
By way of LA but yo! Just wait
Who else could I be but emcee ELIMN8
Here

What's in the box 
What's in the box
What's in the box 
Surrounded by all of these black mirrors and can't see ourselves any clearer 

Mama used

hard to beat

As the stranger knew then the toughest two by far were where he sat

Was a pot belly fellow from south Alabama and a dude in a black felt

and well in five layers of hell 
We have the God, the guns the government, my two gun-shells
And if you didn't get that joke by now
You'd better be a black

eyed muy Thai fluoride spitter
You pest all ready know that imma killa

The IceGawd KZA
Knowledge ZigZagZig Allah
Education reigns over all
Spring summer

the back of the tour bus
I've been on wrong greyhounds
Strong smells at the hotel, who is that?
Camped out by the ocean gettin nauseous
Barely betta then

Slow up
To appreciate the rhymes
On September 9th, 1995
I came into the world bushy tailed, bright eyed
Hand on my face contemplating what to do
Few

Murder you
Ruger shells'll leave you vertical
Don't take it personal
You know it was a money thing
The buggy eyed Benz, money green
Kip sweats, TEC hanging

So I'll sharpen a blade
You ain't never owned a pair of black timbs
That's just awkward to say
In your case, you valley girl
You as dark as ya prey
You