Search results for 'Master Cross Reference Data'

wounds on my body she asking for story time
I drew out the line so none of these niggaz can go cross the line
Making connections I got a reference it ain't

the cross did  
I’m asking God what the cost is to keep me running like faucets
Do it on the daily feelin ghost Patrick Swayze
My lady home with the baby

you all haters
Open your dome before that long scope
Put your face in the stars like Carl Sagan
Walking around cross faded giving you
Those raw hay

cross 
Modern day Slavery 
Wired in cross references 
Bills Taxes  life sentences 
Shits been fucked since Washington 
Washin sins cleanse my self to hold

Cross-reference public data
You're all just ones and zeroes

Falling down the rabbit hole of creations
You cannot generate affection
So they will steal your soul

Step back
I'm causing room       
Had to cross em over
He assumed
Give me a alley
It's a boom
These niggas settled
Now they doomed

Bout to split it

gotta eat
Meanwhile A&R's sniffin' coke
Gettin' kickbacks, fuck that
My written's like Christ wit a
Cross on his back i'll breathe a total Black

Men at Work

Kool G Rap & DJ Polo

Road to the Riches

1989

profile on paper, mate 
The innovator with greater data, deeper than a crater 
Of course, Polo's the boss of the cross fader 
The rage is on, my rhymes

and the sake of reality
And I'm dying on this cross, this ain't be no fucking fantasy

Now we putting up canopies for humanity
They saying no such thing

Eats, my belly still yearning
Universal lingo got me touring cross-country
With southern drawls and slurs you probably never heard
I'm from Tex-Tex-Texas,

all these carries, staying wary
Just to keep you going

They know that I'm the dom and
Stay submissive to this magic master
Fidget with your mind

My ass on Ferragamo
What the hell am I saying
How the hell should I know
Cross-faded, cross-eyed, cross-legged
Hopscotch
What am I talkin' bout, man

down the wall that you've plastered no Dravid
I'll master obscure metaphors and references yo it's Rave and Klaue
Hope you don't mind but if so then fine

Well maby a bit well maby a bit
So ball with me the Charles Dickens of raw spitting in cross references
The plot tickens its all written in brolic for

physical time 
And cross reference truths in fables, no yayo or halo 
I align the stars and bind serpents I drown in the lonely lake slow

I'm alive,

had quivers
When you're sitting with the Mister who's the Master of splinters
Cross beam if ya catch it, impaled with nails for the reference
The work

ahead of ya

I cross the finish line in record time
When it’s dinner time you gotta get in line
I don’t gotta wait cause I make plays everyday
Snipe celly

a rapper
That interviews and a fashion
You assuming I’m passive
I’m really truly a master
Of lyrically moving masses
It’s true but if you attack us
I’m never

Words kill words relate
Words kill words relate
Words kill words relate
Drenched in sorrow drenched in hate
Blackened glove grabs secret data
Plans

improve your aim
TRUTH
Work the key, become the master of your freedom
Never have to ask permission and you never need a reason
Pull up, you got the green

learnt if you cross your heart
You don’t have to look twice to cross the highway
I don’t try to debate my faith
Or repress my heart from the things i

use my work as point of reference when I drop a record
Keepin' up with me just got 'em lookin' desperate
Keep my emotions and the business separate

Lower Case Gods

Cross Movement

Heaven's Mentality

1998

cause the data I speak

Is unique, it convicts with every tick of your heartbeat
I know the code of the street what?
Curse, rob and kill, smoke weed

MC's Act Like They Don't Know

KRS-One

Hip Hop's Most Wanted

1996

1995
Whenever I arrive the party gets liver
Flow with the master rhymer, as I leave behind
The video rapper, you know, the chart climber
Clapper,