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I should've never let her known just where my heart is
Now I'm sippin' all this pain it got me nauseous
Always keep a shooter by my side because I'm

No Omega [Extended Remix]

Eric B. & Rakim

Gold

2005

everlastin', there'll be no part two
Knowledge is infinite, once I start to draw
A better picture for your third eye, if you're blind
You know with a mic, I'm

on a rap CD, we gangsta fucked
This ain't R&B smooth, I ain't a R&B dude
Poured a glass of Army, got mama in the mood
Then she stripped for me like

this is gangsta love
Threw on a rap CD, we gangsta fucked
This ain't R&B smooth, I ain't a R&B dude
Poured a glass of Army, got mami in the mood
Then she

against a “he”, she’s more than i desire
Beat by beat, yelled the prick on the mic
Release your fears, ooh  i’m so excited 
Her affection is taking me so

When April doesn't shower anyway?
Ever westward is her ride
With the East Winds on her side
She puts miles and miles behind her
'Til she's snatched up by

yours   
cannibalize until thereu0027s nothing left to consume
Until the corpse is       stripped and desecrated

my white flag of surrender and collapse

She walks
With a certain cachet
She talks
Of her many mistakes
I'm bought
By those bottomless
Eyes, shy of their prime
Growing tired by time

Beautifying you by justly
That is to say
I hide behind you as much as you can hide behind me
For in this war we're all suffering
And I don't want to be first
I

cha$ing our car$ worked our whole live$ cha$ing our home$ out Of sight out of mind
She's in the dark forgotten to the world
Her body is used her body is

No Omega

Eric B. & Rakim

Let the Rhythm Hit 'Em

1990

is masterin the female species 
I specialize in her, until she sees 
Where I come from, and why I came 
I tame the train til she manifest my name

and awe, she amazed, surmised

And Dali paints a ghastly night
Ghostly by accounts of those men who write
Imagine what we'd do if no one knew
What's red is

Verse 1:
He never called her by her name, just a dirty whore
Shocked, every single time when she heard the door-
Lock, the first tear dropped

Geto Highlites

Coolio

Gangsta's Paradise [Clean]

1995

think his baby mama is smokin' 'cause she's always broke
And the young girls is dressin' more and more sleazy
And everybody and they mama talkin' 'bout

stricken, the gold in my heart has been stolen by woman 
I'm constantly wishing to find some ambition to confiscate all of my confidence stripped 
I'm off

mind on a trillion
I won't go away cause my swag too resilient
Keep the bullshit, I got my own lane
Treat the rap game like the dope game
She know me by

you, oh by the way my name is E, baby"
She said, "I already know my cousin done spilled her guts"
Told she did some stuff in yo 1970 cut

I replied, "Is

the screams
Gotta get the cream
By any means

My word is bond
Cross up on my arm
I hop up on a song
I feel I conversate with god
Skip a stone across a pond

God Said Lyte

MC Lyte

Da Undaground Heat, Vol. 1

2003

rappin' broads
She sellin' straight up sex, by the sea shore
We bang beats from boogie down to BK, New York
I sport the finest of wears, your highness is

no wrong
I don't know about my sisters, could they all say the same
All I know is I can't let my father's image bring pain
Mom and daddy split, she

Geto Highlites

Coolio

Gangsta's Paradise

1995

think his baby mama is smokin' 'cause she's always broke
And the young girls is dressin' more and more sleazy
And everybody and they mama talkin' 'bout

'em all with the gamma
Me and a stripper, she got a bubble and
That cute Southern grammar
You know the type
Probably stripped from Texas to Tampa

Crown

Killer Mike

Run the Jewels 2

2014

your childish obsession with questioning
Anything we don't tell you is irrelevant
Everything you've ever been is replaced 
By the metal and fire

by you
There is no greater freedom than being owned by you
There is no greater freedom than serving you


so hold your heart up, you preciously