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Live from the Era

Statik Selektah

Extended Play

2013

ladies trying to have the baby off of this kid
I'm not kidding, tell by the way ya'll wrap it up
Sometimes fact is fuck it, the notes until the glasses

you a table in the midst of your haters
Sticky first the kingdom when it come to this paper
This paper is quickly fading, just don't let it make you

of wood and a scoop of heart is what my music's made of
There is no trade off with me playing for the people out loud
Wanna know what I'm about, just keep

Mean as Hell

Johnny Cash

Mean as Hell!

1966

when he made this land

The Lord said yes, there's a plenty on hand
But I left it down by the Rio Grande
The fact is ol' boy, the stuff is so poor
I

really like to deal with no distractions (I'm gone) 
And you distracting 
Hella cappin'
I can hold up 
I can tell just by your actions
You don't love me

means my God He told me so
Christ is God’s word; it’s through His grace that I know (yeah yeah)
By grace, through faith, I’m saved fo’ sho’
(Oh why oh why

Have summer charm in the biggest, blackest
Statues global
But you can catch me in the streets
Poetry is what I write
Novel killing in the beat
Green

It Is What It Is

Tony Yayo

Thoughts of a Predicate Felon

2005

is what it is
Nigga that's how it is, it is what it is (here we go!)

I'm Crip'n, heaven gates open meet your maker
My pistol get it poppin like

this stress is killing me?
Fulfil your dreams; life is not what is seems to be
We have captured time
So time made us all hostages without mercy

Yeah, heart just turned purple
Three-sixty up front, it all comes full circle
Class photographs, Sandy had me on my Urkel
(I been tryin', tryin',

Perry's ass
'Til Kanye starts speakin'
Please tell me what kinda shit is that?
Remember, back stage
He was gettin' all mad?
Sayin' that MTV doesn't care

her
Mouth upon Katy Perry's ass
'Til Kanye starts speakin'
Please tell me what kinda shit is that?
Remember, back stage
He was gettin' all mad?
Sayin'

leave me on the shelf
You're the heaven in my hell
So I'm leaving for your health

I'm taking it steady I'm just getting ready
I'm ready to win by any

Mural Jr.

Lupe Fiasco

Drogas Wave

2018

Medulla oblongata is what got them by the oven
Like how the moonshine is what got him by the cousin
He gotta buy the bottom and he 'bout to stick his

Yea I be struggling just as much as the next individual
Internally, mentally, emotionally in my physical being
Like, is this what life is really

parade
Touch the block and back your blade
This word of Gods your weapon
Sent from Heaven
Preach the gospel is the aim
Let's get one thing straight
Just

mean, you mean about proxy
I don't really fuck with these niggas like Gandhi 
(What's up? Yeah-yeah)
What's up, nigga? Try me, lot of this shit just

Letter to the President

2Pac

Still I Rise [Clean]

1999

Uh dear Mr. President what's happenin'? I'm writin' you because
Shit is still real fucked up in my neighborhood
Pretty much the same way, right

invented by this crew
Of them powerful men, who often like new
Stuff to be tested, only if I knew…

What ima being brought to, you would not have to tell me

I'm on the scene 
So what you mean
The star player of this nigga getting money team
A collard shirt 
Holding chains the collards green
I'm

anybody out there

Straight from my soul
Is where this music flows
Heaven knows
To the top, is where I pray it goes
But that won't happen
On the count

sinners
With wounds and bruises in need of a Healer
I mean a Savior
The Great Physician is what I call Him
He's even my Coach
Conditioning me for Heaven's

Claim you from the mud but that's just what you pouring in your cup
Boy you better buck up
But I'm about to show you that your fucking lucks up
Shawty go

This real life boy u n****s is actors
You hot garbage soundin worse
Than Parappa the rapper 
Ps... 4 we on and we signed that deal 
The price went up
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