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to live by
If you wanna live or die or fight 
And only one side wins
And what I think of this I don't know
It's not that I'm afraid of dying,
It's just, I'm

It’s over your life and over your head. Time is crucial. Time isn’t fair.
So please tell me What do you want? What is your opinion? Say it now! 

I am

Shine

Todd Rundgren

Healing

1981

pieces, bits of his shattered remains
All who could know it
First they curse you then they warn you so
Then they use you and then they go on
'Til they

stay posted yeah
Big bank til its over
Niggas be salty
I ain’t talking kosher yeah
Come here baby closer
Wanted information so you have closure yeah
Big

Smoking Dope getting high baby
Match my fly baby
Can you do it like I like baby
I won't lie treat you right
All my niggas ride
My niggas like shottas

Hypnotic

Bomfunk MC's

Reverse Psychology

2005

up proud, have no doubt,
Come on, shout it out!
I'm the real deal when I come around,
I freak you out, coming over ground

Ooh, how you make me feel

heart's purple
'Cause letting it out makes it hurt more so
Tell me a fact that I don't believe
Leave the keys and the mat by the door when you leave (It

late once I show it
Get onna beat and I snap like a poet
I snap like I'm broken
He better roll for I smoke him
If I get locked then lil bro gon take over

Every step I make, anywhere I go
You'll always be there by my side
The storms will rage
The earth may quake
You're the solid rock beneath my feet

you get caught in
The Catcliffe Shakedown yeah
Shakedown shakedown
Shakedown

Oh no
It's not that bad really: Not if you've been
Living in Bosnia for

Not Your Average Girl

Ghostface Killah

Ghostdini the Wizard of Poetry in Emerald City [Clean] [13 Tracks]

2009

Biting on a pen, thin glasses on
French type frames by Yves Saint Laurent
Say hey pretty mama, do you fit the bill
Do you got what it take for you

gotta goal to feed 
I'm getting closer 
Stackin' up my trophies and I set it by the sofa
Pull out the couch and bend that ass over 
Shorty tryna let

Young, Gifted and Black

Big Daddy Kane

Best of Kane

2007

I'm not a pop star, rock'n'roller
I'm a rebel, blessed, able to hold a
Mic like a hammer, and drop grammar
Treat a rapper like a wrestler, and body

But it  just came to a point in my life,
Where I had to switch over to the Fender.
The Fender is more all purpose.
I mean, you can do Rock, Reggae,

almost over

Hey  must trust the pain
Your not the only one to blame
You seems to fall
When you land Hey i caught you by surprise
Your not sober is it

I've been feelin' nostalgic
I know that I'm not the only one
I think it's time for a throwback
To remind me how to fall in love

Wanna rock

than go somewhere and lose with you
If I am not number one then I'ma take a number two
Find out where one hiding at then cock over and let it loose
Win

that you rappers always copy but you not a
Mogul, more of a mongrel - money from your father
Fear mongering conglomerate
Hired by the government
Tellin

The club scene, man
You can't compare with it
One third of securities count
I can't understand that again

You're not real boy
I say you're not real boy

But whole time you thought that was yo mans
I done seen it all best friends off out over a bitch 
And whole time that bitch ain't worth shit
I done see

The City

The Game

The R.E.D. Album [f.y.e. Exclusive Bonus Track]

2011

the Chevy scrape
4th album, no 5 mics? Then let 'em hate
But I'm not stopping 'til I'm the fucking king in every state

Recognize my life
Ridicule my fight

if you saw me
And where I've been in this time since you've left
You wouldn't want to be by my side

I never prepared for this
But that you're not here

don't know when I will be sober
Once I hop in the game, I'm warning you niggas I swear that it's over
These boys be lucky like clover
She press buttons

I've been spat at, called this and that to the point I was ready to forfeit
Now it's, "Hey, Travie, by the way, Travie," but that type of shit, you