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for life can't live like a Mustang or Porsche
If u don't kno how to move or it's not in u don't jump off the porch
Cuz drillin mfs seem like the new

clack bang cause a Nigga mugging
But he really wasn't
He was just discussing
With his little cousin
That he doesn't wanna be missing black father 
Sun in

security and pat-downs
They find nothing on us but house keys and a desire to live free
No we ain't made yet
Just fortunate enough to book airport pickups in

Then wiped it's beak on my shirt ready for dessert
Red roses turned into black flowers
Handprints revealed by steam in the shower
Feels strange but

Non Compos Mentis

Aceyalone

Haiku D'Etat [Pure Hip Hop]

2004

a heavyweight, they call 'em Ab Rude
this is not simply just to downplay wishes
made by emcees who found they status
do what you do to live life lavish
have this

dope sales, open door sales
Homes in the hotel, cope with cartels
Oh well, the feds ridin' my coattails
Throw away the key
Throwing me in the cold cell

don't afraid of death, Mami got her baby yet 
and as I continue to live, Flacco tryna make it flex
I don't talk by internet, haters talk by internet
I've

on the screen. That is not me
I don't equate. I deviate. That what it seems. Not in the seams.
But I light beam now. Feeling O.P. Now I got the key (Yea)
I got

know me
My skin ain't the same but you ain't got to destroy me
Hate is division, but love is the difference
A nigger is someone who lives in his

lacking
Pop! drop you dead like blacks with cops, won't stop, on top, when I'm done, grab a mop
Not a single one my songs are any kinda flop

Bitch in my

and chords and mics unite
Like ringing in my ears at night
Labour pains that will define our meaningless
Little lives

honey come on in" - female singer
That they baby girls know, we ain't forget about you word up

She understand my hustle, and the black man family

the gangstas die young and the rats die faster
So, when my shooter spread this MAC
Live shatter 'round, 'round
Like, "Who gives a fuck if Black Lives Matter?"

Thug War

Wu-Syndicate

Wu-Syndicate

1999

ransom 

50 g's, need keys to free their grandson 

Run but you can't hide, rich is what we long for 

You get your wig split back, caught in this

the lines
You gotta fall to fly, you gotta lose to win
You gotta crawl to ride, you gotta die to live
And I played til the end in a sea full of sharks

bonnet
Bare fuckrey I've been out here on skull duggerys
Young me air force black dungaries
I'll smack your brudda in the face I dare one of you to try

Imprisoned by my past and thoughts why the fuck can't I be free
My memory is scarred, heart and brain full of stitches
Put my trust in fake homies and I loved

at tip by 6AM
Working on a dream where niggas
Barely say come true in Due Time believe
I once was filled with grieve
Had to count my blessings
Had to bow

the love)
Where's the love when a child gets murdered
Or a cop gets knocked down
Black lives not now
Everybody matter to me
All races, y'all don't like what

And what you don't have now
Trying to hate on me with a glass dick in your mouth
Used to represent in Cleveland black trucks with the bumps
Drive through

Tryna live a dope boy dream
Start following the lead
Get a choppa and a key and a boppa you can flip
Start ballin in the mix
I don't argue wita bitch

Illegal Busyness

Micranots

Obelisk Movements

mystery
Check the data, black, steady G in they history
Around the world drug lords are aided and assisted
Production, transportation, distribution

in my way, your days numbered like a calendar
Yerp!
When I serve a nigga I'm just serving my purpose
Born to lead my people up the mountain, black

got to ride
I got the wife
And my little baby got a smile
They don't want to let us in the spot
I ain't had the key
So you know I had to pick the lock