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Straight Jacket

Kool G Rap

Live and Let Die

1992

to blood
I'm runnin' down the hallway tryin' to reach an exit door
The more and more I run seems like it's further than before
Voices sometimes tell me

muscles seize
And my heart no longer keeps a beat
I wanna meet your mother
Just to tell her she's an utter fucking failure 
You're a disaster on a cellular

ready for the battle to commence 
Body bags scattered everywhere 
when I'm in a pit fifth gear yeah coming in hench 
I made 'em wanna listen cause I'm

overqualified to leave you nullified
And tan your sorry hide
You'd better run and hide or
Die by my machines
Just a friendly engie preventing entry
With

sad
You're not the first to be had
By me
And just when you think you know me
I'll show you another side to hate
I put it all away
Put it in a box

and not just nations cos Africa is the mother of civilization
Black is original and beautiful
White ain't  fake
I cant bleach skin because life ain't  fair

laugh and say that I was dirty worked
By an opportunist but I know it's more to you
It's just a situation
Where you couldn't move without your shooter

Into your belly
Don't let ya mother discover ya
Sniffle, cough, snore
Hum until your feet lift off of the floor
It's fun to creep in the dark without

It's more than likely to see me wearin Nike's 
Low top, flow swapping like my fuckin psyche 
You think you rappin like me but that's just a pipe

new 
We in the last days can't be saved by the government 
Worried about Trump we should be worried about the trumpet 
Lord before you come help me get

Fight onward through the firestorm

You can best me in battle-still
Won’t win the war
Fold up your flag, I'll take over your fort
I'm a man of morale-i

and behold, roads that you chose, more out of control than a roll of the dice is
So, I'm reminiscing with some G's when I was hustling just to see
How setting

and call it quits
Go back to school before I'm swallowed by this dark abyss
But that would be a fuckin' copout 
I'm going Paul Walker on the highway with

care about you...
Cos you don't let me in this is so a battle, baby, uhn
You're my obsession, the reason for my depression
This tension in my heart is

No Justice No Peace
I was even getting caught up 
I just followed them to me peep
They went up towards Nob Hill by California Street
By that big

worthless, don't try to deceive them
Just say if that's how you're feeling then I'm fucking leaving

Your armor makes you weaker
You go out looking for

looking for a cute sound
I hear rabbits footsteps all sound I drown
Breaking backs just to get back up
I got it but I gotta pay mike back fuck
I'm so broke

Dollar

Haystak

Car Fulla White Boys [Street Flavor]

2000

over the passed years it's bad here in Nashville
This one's for the homies that lost they life up on the battle field
Way before the record deals we pack

Visit mama and my faith is reinstated by her smile but
Since I'm a 90's baby I'm automatically crazy
I'm callin' audible plays on the daily just

Failure follows every step
	And here's the last leap that I took
	Again, no punishment, just like Callinicum 
	
	For months we've withstood Gothic

The Most High cause human flaws are daily shown
By the only one to grace the throne God

Scope the vision through smoking mirrors no stopping
I just smoke

guess I can do a little something
Yeah, I wear my heart on my sleeve
These aren't tattoos, more like battle scars and everything I cherish
From my parents

before you get
Shot like Big and Pac
Two shots to your arm and your crouch
We bombin’ your spot, we got it on lock
Please believe I got the heat up

on some get back
I just wish we can forget that
You not the one I met
I want bitch back
I just need a break
Like a Kit Kat
I put my heart
In a mother