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By Tim Lake
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Before the morning birds awaken     I brush

Still Rappin'

Abstract Rude

Making Tracks

2002

[CHORUS]
"You know when the day comes I'll still be rappin'
You know when the night comes we'll still be rappin' 
Way back in the past days people

gang ain't around
Keep on sneak dissing, you catching them rounds
It could be four of 'em, ten of 'em, I'ma get rid of 'em
I'ma leave 'em right there

Pow Pow

Tech N9ne

The Gates Mixed Plate

2010

Pow-pow (?) Pow-pow (?) Pow-pow
(Ain't from around here know you about it to slide out)
Tay Diggs, let 'em have it

Yeah we runnin' the crime rate

like go, go

Baby I don't got the time to be wasted
I'm walking around don't see no familiar faces
Ballin' everyday without a check and without laces

ran out
Of your fuckin' town
Can't come back to his pack in Philly, cause
To be blunt ever since he got cut
He ain't had the guts to stick around
I

a dream

A dream caused by machines(CLEARANCE)

Takes a lot of brain power to run this machine

But, I can do it(LET'S GO!)


HOOK


4am thoughts

4am thot

on the map 
And if you disagree wit me put it on some wax 
Y’all be rappin trash I be rappin facts
I see you laughin now homie I’ll be laughin last  
I feel it

it for the kid with the dream
Rappin' in the mirror in his room as a teen
Hopin' that he'd be seen by the world, and he would be (would be)

Yeah,

Sorry, ladies, I can't trust, that's why I ain't savin' you
All I can be is your best ex-man, Xavier

I'll feel to quit rappin' if all these kids won't

6 MC's

Too Phat

360° [Platinum Edition]

Chorus
From sea to sea
Country to country
6 MC's bring the delicacies
It's a meeting of the minds
To ease the turmoil
360 degrees
Around the earth's

Mobb Shit

The Luniz

Lunitik Muzik

1997

For tryin' to brace, 
Cough drops laced and you'll be laid out stunned by zae's 
Place the cover in a maced 
ATF lookin for this arsonist, lettin off

playin' with my jig, uh
Bad bitch wanna get on my Insta
I told the bitch to keep chill and be quiet
I got bad bitches tryna get by
Don't chill 'fore a nigga

[Verse One]
if you ain't heard I'm Lil' Boosie who be rappin bout that gangsta shit
aint satisfied unless I'm high and my bank get thick
I'm the most

asking
Please without distraction
Give me something miraculous
If you want me rappin this
If no is what you answer
I won't take it as some cancer
I'll just

out
One, two, three, four
(Kick your door, get on the floor)
Five, six, seven, eight
(Don't make no noise, I'll eat your face)
Nine, ten, eleven

Dedric]
Ah nigga just arrived in the mode of rappin beta
Ion fuck with that gay shit, Chuck Tay's and wife-beater
These niggas got my bumpin heard also in

A Friendly Game of Basketball

J-Zone

A Job Ain't Nuthin But Work

Cube, I love his work but on a court ain't nothin poppin
When my jump shot droppin I be like {*STEADY MOBBIN*}
Four, five niggaz in a mothership
Cube,

nigga. Yeah Yeah
Hook:
Wah we tell dem? Broke Dem 1 by 1 , galang bwoy, broke dem 2 by 2, galang bwoy, broke dem 3 by 3, galang bwoy, broke dem 4 by 4

[Interlude:]
Maison: yo where you at ? 
Aidan: aye I’m finna p up, I’m on the way 
Maison: alright bet 

*cough* 

[Saint Ace: 1 ] 
Uh, look, yea, uh, I’ll be

I'm rhyming it
Several labels itching to sign with it
Let's check the women I'm bringing
In with these ill synonyms
Softly killing 'em
In other words

rhymin' be the ritual
Ill individual, bad habitat, watch my voice battle cats
While I'm spittin' battle raps

On the high horse and I keep my saddle

baby, still true
Been around the universe nobody say they know you
But, I will say it's bold of you to speak up
If it were me I'd be too scared of a bum

still ride around with the four pound
(Skrr)
You sendin' shots and we sendin' them back
We go battle for battle for that
Try to run nigga shottin' your