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The Murder Mystery

The Velvet Underground

Peel Slowly and See

1995

Spew forth with the grace of a tart going under, subject of great
Concern, noble origin

Denigrate obtuse and active verbs pronouns, skewer the
Sieve

The Murder Mystery

The Velvet Underground

The Velvet Underground

1969

the heartbeat of passions, spew forth with the grace of a tart going under, subject of great concern, noble origin
Right Voice (Reed, Yule)
Denigrate obtuse

messin' with
You steppin' up to this, dead wrong, I'm connecting with
Every line I throw, I flow with every molecule
Every essence of my being so smooth its

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

led to manslaughter!
Bitch, fuck if your cans brought up!
Yo’ gun, shit never mentioned
To kill Em’ Kennedy
That would be un-President-ed

body dangling hang with me

Mistreated by life so she took hers instead
A creature by night all the preachers have said 
Oh Donna 
Donna 
Donna, the Dead

pussy weed the trinity
I'm aiming at ya head like a Kennedy
She give me deepthroat that's the remedy
She said she love me to the end to infinity

I think

with virgin blood
Our war drums echo on
Marching one by one
Created a path of skulls
Hung their cadavers on our walls.
They looked to me and asked for

event in history
Fighting for the title are
A hundred different faces
Some of us are great at this
And some of us are failures
Some are total strangers

on the wall
That I think my daughter drew as a rainbow
You're standing in a pentacle
Being judged by lower level personnel
Garth Brooks said I have friends in

on lock, got myself a lil key
Niggas they capping, riding on the beat
L s that I take followed by letter V
Hoes they be wylin, bitch take a seat
Free all

But the fake friends have got me hurting
So I put walls up around my emotions
By rapping I'm converting
Negativity into positive energy
Taking my

INTRO:

Feen music for the ones that... (Yeah)
Feen music for the ones that love this... (Yeah, Yeah)
Feen music for the ones that...
Consumed by

everything
So if I kill niggas dead, don't ask me shit
I smoke blunts to the head, so don't pass me shit
I'd rather die from a bullet, than a nasty bitch

The Presidents

Animaniacs

Faboo! Collection

1995

number three 

Y:Tom Jefferson stayed up to write 
The Declaration late at night 
So he and his wife had a great big fight 
And she made him sleep

They say you live and then you die
Well nigga i done lived a million times
Dead every night
Shit this Henny got me nice
Got to fall before you fly
First

gotta be above it, manifest my destiny
Check out the melody, killing it like a Kennedy
Feeling it like the fella from Rocafella, you know it's me
RBJ,

my backs against the wall
I'm attracting all this negative energy
The synergy here's really screwed
The view of this situation's so skewed
The real

i'm lonely and i keep em by
Battle with some choices
Of having to make some choices
Battles with keeping it quiet
Or me making noises
Battle with using

back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't

like a knight
I'm not dead, I'm officially in the building
I walk through walls and nothing can stop me
Ask me what I'm gone do next and
Imma, tell you

G
Cause it could all be taken instantly
So I just take it day by day and shout out
Fuck it all
As I start to burn my haze
It's been me against

all over the wall
And I ain't talkin' about a map maker
She'll look like the Joker after I poke her
She'll look like Heath Ledger after I bed her
I

I Shall Be Free

Paul James

Acoustic Blues

1989

Don't hurt me none, don't hurt my pride
'Cause I got my little lady right by my side.
(Right there
Proud as can be)

I's out there paintin'