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We're the zombie nations scrolling by
Stage the scene
Hunting the 'likes', the fakery
Zombie nations living virtual lives

Ever stop and wonder about

of the bullet is indicated by a red flame.
AP incendary cartridges are used for destroying fuel, gasoline and for
destroying targets protected by thin armour

Bag it by the sofa
And whip that pyrex
Two waps up
Little nigga don't try this
Steak mignon
Have dinner by the Eiffel
I was running outside
Twenty three

be able to live in
And my biggest problem rite now is Vodafone
One two three four
Brangene speak
Where are we
Two negative ghosts went grocery shopping

Hey,
My name is ink and my favourite colour is blue
I have 3 children and 5 grandchildren

Okay, I know that you know that that bits not true but for

will tell
You look at my skin,my hair, my tatts, my clothes and I saw how you treated me wrong
Live and die by the song, fat ain't singing just yet, so

smooth
This chopped cheese is from Red Hook
And this Glock was 3D printed in Bangladesh
This shit is international
I'm posted up at the crib-o with

Gold

Jeffrey Lewis

It's the Ones Who've Cracked That the Light Shines Through

2003

When I got to the golden city
Most of the gold was gone
By that time I had some questions
So I flagged down a race-car bum
He said "Sonny I don't

politics
Sex or barbarity, measure your prosperity by
Your proximity to true love, true
Friends, by your ability to live
In personal and collective truth
If

Twas a dark day in Dallas, November '63
A day that will live on in infamy
President Kennedy was a-ridin' high
Good day to be livin' and a good day

of snoozing
If you want it go and get it aint no other way to live it
Mediocrity is not for me, say it with your spirit 
Own lane and I’m chilling red dotting

fit see what I see
You for no envy if I tell you say we out side, out side

Y3 w) abonten, we Dey live wanna best life, best life
We outside, we outside

Busy Bee's Groove

Busy Bee

Old School Rap Box Set, Vol. 3

1994

feet
See, I am Wonder Mike, and I'd like to say hello,
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown,
The purple and yellow But first, I gotta

bled
My favourite colour red 
I never believed you mate 
Just die that's all I said
Just Die, just die
That's all I said
Just Die
That's all I said

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Only time I see the view is right by the sink (no kizzy)
Only time I see the view is right by the sink (yeah)

Only time I see

Life

Big Ed

The Assassin

1998

ed, tell a story of the streets

[big ed]
My nigga jay got his ass snatched, why wasn't he strapped
Kidnapped by four niggas dressed in black
Ahh dats

on the way
Let me be the first to say
That I'll stomp you out in dirt
Till my white laces are submerge by red clay
And I wont digress Im way more malcolm x

Panic Attack

Dave

Six Paths

2016

tried hard
For all the things that I wanted but my money was inadequate
Probably be killed by my cousins back in Africa
If they knew I risked my free

arrogant
That money was staggering
They locked me PC with them trannies and rat
Man that shit was embarrassing
Twenty three hours in the cell by myself
Man

Flowers of past, withered and trampled upon; 
My eyes comforted by something new, 
A rose, the deepest red you could see or feel 
I wonder how to approach.

1

I’m live on Death Row buried in concrete and mortar
where 3,000 U.S. souls await slaughter. 
I am reportin’ straight from the trenches
separated by

on the couch
by the TV. 3D visions of a soapflake, trumpets
blared, a voice declared: "Are you feeling dirty?"
Yes but also very pleased. Heard applause, felt

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

someone trying to scheme
That's why I stay low like your bitch self esteem
I want to live by the code
Made by G's pass down when I'm old
On how to move