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to blow up, gonna snatch that crown
Like it's something I founded
And I’m so astounded
By all the love that I got for my EP
The darkness is gone life is

to blow up, gonna snatch that crown
Like it's something I founded
And I’m so astounded
By all the love that I got for my EP
The darkness is gone life is

don't try to
Measure up against me mate
You smoke like five seconds spotted
Y'all like y'all left it
So I killed you on your own records like
Did that

Lyrical Murderers

Kay S. Young

SlaughterHouse

2009

(Focus)
Woo, Long Beach (lay your seats back)
New Jersey (turn your speakers up)
Brook-lyn! Detroit!

[Chorus]
We-we, we lyrical murrrrrrrrrrrderers

The Tugboat Complex, Pt. 3

Aesop Rock

Labor Days

2001

the station
What should we do with a thousand drunken sailors?
"kill 'em all, locate their family address, release a mailer"

(dear sir or madam, your son

Keep the Faith

AJA

Master of Ceremonies

2011

. (word!)
Whatchu know about a wake with the bishop bein' late? (whatchu know?)
All my jail niggaz standin' up, fists up to the gate. (staand up

catch your body like a bean bag
Niggas dying over petty shit, all cause he was mad
I got two sons and one daughter that don't see they dad
If I don't see

the hash
Buy that bitch, lickin' ass
Wipe it up, make it fast, yuh

Don't chya know, I be movin'
Ooh, all these tracks, I be groovin'
Ooh, don't chya know, I

surmised

But when it speaks the voice is easy like your daughter's singing sounds so sweetly
Somehow rolling off his ugly lips
"Son of summer, soothe your

to count
Here's a few before a bounce
And the business they about

Abraham was only a man
Used by God to go into new lands
He was all about God not only

ain't all cracked up to what they should be
Some I call wannabees, and some I call would-be's
And I'm gettin' vexed by the crap they project
They put

ain't all cracked up to what they should be
Some I call wannabees, and some I call would-be's
And I'm gettin' vexed by the crap they project
They put

, and smoking that loud
Bag it all up and sell by the ounce, 
Stack all the cash and then buy by the pound
Blow it all out we attracting a crowd
Hella bad bitches

at these kids, all smiles, it's so pure
It's your son or daughter's first time in the sun or the water
Or at the zoo with a sea otter, playing peekaboo

your position, and back in the day, I was all by myself, I would rob niggas
Now my money up, I'm living large, nigga
Ain't no need to relive in

This world needs to wake up, don't sleep on it
You have a soul when it's all said and done
So tell me will you make it to see 21

Will I make it to see

Powerfulll

Kardinal Offishall

Quest for Fire: Firestarter, Vol. 1

2001

[Kardinal Offishall]
Yo, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
yo, yeoooow!
Yeah huh
Wake up!
Are we awake, are we wake, are we wake
Take it low, low

daughters too
Encrypted texts and all my moves methodical
I topple fools

Put pressure on ‘em like the opps would do
Nobody move hit ‘em like a clock he

no need to worry
Tell my son all the time that I love his ass
When my daughter get here
Know I'm on her ass
Shit it go by fast
Be her peace and lift

two is just what I needed, piece of
What Salem and me give, stuck in your head, adhesive
We'll make all of you our sons, our daughters, nephews, and our

She wakes up blood drenched
And covered in sweat her A cup's unclenched
She doesn't expect to be the victim
Of a man her mother
Respects who doesn't

looking for the one, never meant to be staged

Get left behind, before leave it to fate
Open up your mind, before wake up too late
Pull the confetti,

with bullets inside of my skin
Sparking the flame all inside of my lit
Wake up and get it and get it again
Don't understand all the choices I've made

grow up and fuck y'all daughters, I'm a hellcat riding around in that Charter
This dirty ass bitch was speaking on my name, so when I catch her, I'ma