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that's my gooer
If she keep talking about my fucking dog, I will shoot her
Stick my dick in her mama, one of them Marga pajamas
Marcus, guess what you are

And steel your resolve
Stay where you are
So long and tall

Here's Lola, ta da
To do her famous Spider Dance for you
Lighten up your pockets
Shake her

they're televised 
I can tell you right now that those history books are filled with lies 
Its funny how the people who pass bills and laws all hide behind

And I'm not talking about production or vocals
I'm talking about the literal words proposal
Are you awake
Do you control the mind that decides to wake

deepely hurt by an answer
By an answer like sorry I'm busy
Are you my real friend or only a shape
That is friend when he needs something - easy
I am no not

They in the back of my head my ancestors talking to me
Trying to hear what they said
Hold up, all of my leaders are dead
So I salute them For all

King Heroin

James Brown

There It Is

1972

best
To keep up your habit until your arrest

Now the police have taken you from under my wing
Do you think they dare defy me, I who am king
Now,

made money in the rap game/ now telling me I act strange/ talking all that s*** but you don’t even have your facts straight/ tell me how you bring

Step It Up

Little Brother

Get Back

2007

between the bass snares and kick
Everybody gettin' judged by who they standin' with, f'real

[Chorus: Dion]
You make me step my game up, game up
Step

under achievers mad at your natural nature for reminding them who they choose to be!
You are Not your mistakes!
You are not what people say you are
You

my own clothes
I arose from the city where you unlikely to make it
Where locals they feel famous even though they only do like 1 or 2 shows maybe
Even

Prowl

Heltah Skeltah

Nocturnal

1996

to my stoned dome
And analyse, who to tear through, I dare you
Devils that try to ban me that dare would be bare proof
Who's he? stalking the streets

huh
You can thank my daddy for why the nigga be pimping
My thuggish ways are inherited, probably why I be limping when I walk
I swear to god in school I

album had no famous guest appearances
The outcome: I'm crowned the best lyricist
Many years on this professional level
Why would you question who's

22?
Who am I talking to? 
The slaughterhouse animals in the cages all going blue
Illegal to film but they're killed for you to chew
And the angel is

Jubilee

Mary Chapin Carpenter

Stones in the Road

1994

tell by the way you're talking
That the past isn't letting you go 
But there's only so long you can take it all on
And then the wrong's gotta be

I like my Chevy seen high, when I ride by
24 inches got me all up in the sky
I'm a rider, a rider
Lil' mama, I'm a rider, a rider
And you can tell by

bitches so much into themselves they forgot about me
And I'm sittin here, butt motherfuckin naked G
But after time went by, yo
You know a nigga like me,

got these bitches so much into themselves they forgot about me 
And I'm sittin here, butt-motherfuckin-naked G 
But after time went by, yo 
You know

The Other Level

Geto Boys

We Can't Be Stopped

1991

forgot about me
And I'm sittin here, butt-motherfuckin-naked G
But after time went by, yo
You know a nigga like me, had to get down for mines
And I

switch
So quick I just gotta have it
And I always had love for the game
I just really wanna find it again
Where ever you are
Where ever you are
It don't

Take It Back
Lay It Back
Just stay a minute
Talking shit
Talking smack
And I pay a visit
You don't want that shit boi
Need a babysitter
All these

Tape from California

Phil Ochs

The War Is Over: The Best of Phil Ochs

1988

the man
Then a poster of a movie star walked by
He must have been high
Sorry I can't stop and talk now
I'm in kind of a hurry anyhow
But I'll send you

a minute
Arm on my double-R tinted
As you pass bye, winkin' my eye
Freshly scented
What's the haps, baby? Come get
With me and perhaps, lady
You can help me