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it
Some of them hate we surviving
Like they don't think that we earned it
We dealt with kidnap and bondage
We dealt with torture and cotton
We dealt

Make the Music With Your Mouth, Biz

Kday

Original Mixmasters, Vol. 1: Often Imitated

1997

3 record, they call "Action"
When you hear me do it, you will be shocked and amazed
It's the brand new thing they call the human beat box craze

ask me why.


I've got faith they'll be stars in the sky
I've got faith i know day turns to night
I've got faith, the sun will rise
Faith in the dark is

I think its a shame
Nobody wanna stay in they lane
I heard you got potential that you playing with like its a game
No one's a victim you the one

To God's grace, I bow
Like the cicada bug makes that sound
Loud in the trees down south
It's how I be unseen, but they hear me out
I can see my dreams,

independent
I don't want no one by my side
Seems like they pretending
Don't know if it's a true friend
Time will have to tell for that
Actions count too
They

Convince them that they can be in any environment
It doesn't matter what it is
Even in jail, which is close to being in school

Not even the destruction that erupts with death
Or disease as it lurks in darkness
All around me others fall and meet their demise
Ten thousand at my

and dish it out just like a chef
Whip it like a chef
Finna stop playing fair don’t call the ref
Don’t call the ref
They ain't hear a nigga now they ain't

need for change, and claim it's law and order.

We're trying at a game that's built against us by design,
We're fighting for destruction when we choose

inspired even if you haven't heard it
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
All i keep around are these dirges i sing to raven's wings
Just to protect with

never bite the hand
But I said fuck it, I gotta win
Did shit that'll never fade
Can't talk about it in my dark place
Blue skies they turn to grey
No David

repressed,
So why do you bow and obey,
Enchained and enslaved,
Is your pride that conveyed,
cnd as they control your mind
cnd keep you tied to the lies
That

That’s why I’m trying to get stacks 

You always try to walk away and you say that it’s nothing 
But you can not fool me anyways I know that it’s something

Everybody in that whip is straight and they just pray for
That you make it out, and they help you get out
Every time that you get locked up, just make sure

(Yuh)
If you faking on me, I won't ever call you brother (No)
I remember when she broke my heart and left it in the gutter (Yuh)
Now that God is watching

Go Out on the Town

Killer Mike

PL3DGE

2011

Bigga baby, ball like a dawg
It's enough of me to go 'round for both of y'all
Me and my clique, we the t-shirt gang
50 niggas deep, going "bang bang

Gotta Make It to Heaven

DJ Revolution

Wake Up Show: Mix Archives, Vol. 3-4

2004

goin' again
First Z got murked, then Roy got murked
And homie still in the hood, why he ain't gettin' hurt?
I smell somethin' fishy, man, it might be

Yeah I can put you on my payroll
They know how it go
They know how it go
Told em come get some money
Cause these niggas be broke
And no that shit not

Interview With a Vampire

Ras Kass

Rasassination

1998

don't have dominion over theyself

[Satan]
That's where I come in
Call it original sin
Well, who really gives a flying fuck?
I taught you how to blood

I know that it might sound strange
But I made a change
I no longer play by rules
That were made by fools

Maybe this puts me
In a somewhat harder

That I ain't never clap back
Half a pound of fame
Packed in my back pack
Check ya mothafucking team
Bitch you need to call the hazmat
Bitch it's simple

crazy but
They wanna be me
You drive me crazy
When a tí call me papi
I like  like that
I like  like that
'Til six in the morning
You know that's facts
I

call my pigment light
Others call it white
I don't really know what that analogy is
But you see the system would rather see me
Gradually
Make it
They