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you from the jump so why you forcing
Him second to none you can't compare so just avoid it
I'm not referee but how I see it I'ma call it
Dope as fuck

A Trip Out of Town

Busta Rhymes

Anarchy

2000

niggas be eating pasta but they love zucchini
Rocking valor tennis suits by Sergio Tecchini
Them type of cats that call you because you can't call 'em

just praying for sloppy seconds like
Underground raps like my fine wine
Shawty looking cute know ima slide by
Know I'm getting brain yeah I'm a wise guy

from the ground, seven from heaven
I would freeze this mood, I wish I could
So far from the troubles, it feels so good
And it feels like home, don't know

Days come easy
By night it gets hard
So close to you
But yet I’m so far
Gets so ruff out here it gets tuff
Missing you babe
Cause I can't get enough

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten
Uno, des, quatro, cinco, seis. Siete, ocho, nueve, diez
It is ten immigrants commandments

the desert?
Wild, wild west hurt to the dirt
Anti-immigration against brown skin
Sounds like Brownshirts
Silenced by so called legal violence
Somebody had

Hoe But Can't Help It

Buddy Roe

Book of Thugs: Chapter AK Verse 47

2000

Beep!
Trick Daddy
I figure you'se a ho but you can't help it
'Cause being raised by a ho is kinda hectic
Old material bitch 
Gold-digging for

that I have not let you down
If there's a heaven then it's underground
Seven seconds too late I reached the gate

I am distracted by the look

and a pale face
my mind came with a failsafe
if shit got picked up by my brain waves 
I loaded and always aimed straight

everything I did was to stay sane

White people got you believing just 'cause I'm tellin' a nigga
To stop getting his head kicked in by the police
To take the gun he would use to shoot

sniffing guts
Human skin apron conceals bulbous pot belly
Bipedal gore pig with only one tusk
Ugly hog face kept symmetrical with a blunt
Consciousness

strength is left for me to build anymore solutions
To fix my problems of excruciating pain from my brain
The more I live, the more it suffers with my chronic

Kick out the door
Seven Bitches in here know
Seven Figures what I need on the low
Architects getting pressed by my vision
They don't know what I seen

What a bunch of fuckin' assholes, you know why?
You don't have the guts to be what you wanna be
You need people like me
You need people like me so

second grade and I was grooving  out 
Ain't no sign of a gun or no toolie here
Ain't no bringing it back like souvenir
See my mom she prayed I get honor

him to heaven,
If he talk on the dead, they can meet at 11,
To a sauna and see him at 7,
All the money come first and his life come in second,
Smoking

Cuando Limpia el Humo

Atmosphere

Overcast!

1998

wrinkled shirt
Ingested verse for seconds and a big dessert presented
Thirst with sprinkles of dope indisbursed
When you burst, it won't be an accident
It'll

fucking look away
I wrote this in blood

Don't think for a second we won't take it by force
When will we learn it seems no peace without war
So much in

Despised by the people they surround
cnd feared by the higher ones.
c featureless face,
cnd a future less fate.
Burdened by the weight of existence.

Guess I am a fool
Way too cool for school
Can't be taught
I'm getting this cash, while you are not
In this drop-top, I am getting top
By a model that

Sheds its skin, be reborn and nurture the curse

I am walking over shattered bones
Numb and frozen by the cold 
Between ruins, ash and stones
Uncontrolled

I'm motherfucking chicken-shit
To the ones that's tryna play the E
By the time you get to seven, you'll be six feet deep
Number Eight: Make no

police busted you
Guilty by skin tone

So what's a black man to do
They scared firing shots without warning
Because we all criminal thugs with dope on us