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Rebel of the underground
Only God can judge me, I ain't got no grudge in me
This is my first and last time in the penitentiary, I hope so
Don't ever

to move on from you
The audience has told me so
And so I have to let you go
I have to let you go
And they don't make brands at WalMart
No sir, Walmart

my vision I don't see no competition no
Got zero fucks given no
So fuck how ya feelin' hoe
Got zero fucks given no
So fuck how ya feelin' hoe
These

windows
I don't like interference, our conversation is none
But yet, we still speaking in tongues
She try to run but can't, the dick keep making her cum
Are

make her get out here
Niggas know I don't fuck with no queer
I'm sipping Actavis you niggas sipping beer
They looking at me cuz I'm
Not from round here

Dreadful Day

Poor Righteous Teachers

The New World Order

1996

Intelligent] 



True 

That day they took me away they had me bound in shackles 

Locked down tweleve brothers connected by the ankles 

By chains we

you gang, ain't no in between
Keep it G, ain't no time for no sympathy
Seen it all, so I value the simple things
I don't flex, couple chains, couple

dough You know
Else I cannot respect you as my leader

No

Ja
I said Dobie not Doobie
That was my uncle's nickname
He Doobie
He no more cause he died from

A Song for Assata

C-Lo

Like Water for Chocolate [Clean]

2000

Prison about six inna morning
Uneasy as they pushed her to the second floor in
A cell, one cot, no window, facing hell.
Put in the basement of a prison wit

I don't do no ultimatums, I done grew into my visions
I am God in the flesh, and I'm above yo' intuitions
I go hard by myself, and I don't need no

contradicting
But he was sent here and died
To free your mind from that Prison
Let the sun set up
For the rest of your life
There's no one better
He got that

contradicting
But he was sent here and died
To free your mind from that Prison
Let the sun set up
For the rest of your life
There's no one better
He got that

of my fam the blood is hella thin
Got some niggas I call brothers their loyalty made us kin
Only keep day ones around me hell naw ain't no new friends

life and they know this they noticed
I just got a chance to make it right they like dont blow this 
Just keep it a hunnit
Gotta be real cautious with

Coinsequences

Public Enemy

Rebirth of a Nation

2006

the facade, see we got to know
See the plot to control and to rot the soul
You can make anybody that don't read believe
Anything that they see on the TV

then become my history
Popping pills fill my blood with acetaminophen
Only thing I Really need is a blunt filled with weed
I don’t got no fucking friends

Walk It Talk It

Drake

Culture II

2018

Somethin' that you can't do (woo, hey)
Big talks of the town, big boy gang moves (gang moves)
I like to walk around with my chain loose (chain, chain)
She

that 
This is horrific, I'm sorry if my lyrics are explicit
You don't have a clue what I've been through as a little kid
I got no limits and fighting

to play, will somebody save me now?
I'm running away, surrounded by chains, I'm goin down
I've been stuck here in this hotel
Countless months, there's no

Makin' a livin' while makin' a killin'
It don't make no sense but shit that's how I get it
I'm the example of hard work, commitment
The head of my

Problems

T.I.

Live from the Trap

2007

hatin' and you ain’t gon' make it home
If you knew it as you don’t
Nigga, this ain’t what you want
Think 'cause I went to prison I won't put the pistol

Roll a backwood or a doobie pls don't touch that swish
Cuz when I do some not allowed at least I want it to hit
Bitch I need racks on me
Chains on me

cause they are my brothers
I don't care about the colour cause he is my brother and just like no other
I barely had one of my blood, he my brother in arms

a doobie
Even though I make petty cash like a beggar
With no stash
I make a Air bet and knit a sweater
So the night cap of rappin', no slackin'
Backin'
Hand