Search results for 'Master in Arts'

wanna stick to my roots
Found out that niggas ain't a minority group
We're spreading like troops, teaching the youth
We're masters in art, Google Chaka

and gloating will leave you stranded in an ocean
Time to swallow that pride that you hide behind you're no master in art of disguise
Most of all you can bet

revenge
Get a bag and start sellin raw
Then we spell it backwards
Some masters in art of war

Shoutout Nardo Wick
Most niggas don't want smoke wit us
If you

Ballad of Donald White

Bob Dylan

Broadside

people that I met.

If I had some education
To give me a decent start,
I might have been a doctor or
A master in the arts.
But I used my hands for

Stuffing sorrows into bags
So hear them yell, watch them wave
Masters in the art to rave
In their echo, truth is lost
But at what unfathomed cost?
Oh, it's

Collaboration '98

Method Man

The Last Shall Be First [Clean]

1998

the Sunz of Man
Summon me, Chief Administrator of the Law
True Master in this hardcore Art of War
I explore the depths on conflict and with no pretense
Found

this, master in the art of quickness

Makes me think I may be the sharpest in this
Don't get cut seeing as you are defenseless
My dogs bite keep in mind

The final trial reveals weakness of mortal man
Besides the test of his might he fought the duel of faith
The master in his arts experienced a vile

will die

Blinded by bloodlust, blood needs to be spilled - he's a master in the art of the kill
His motives are unknown, he kills just for fun - when

Cingularity Point

Canibus

C of Tranquility

2010

the mirror, I see a stereoisomer image,
I know it's cryptic, but you like what I'm spitting,
M-M-M-M-Master in the art of rhyming, yield so many surprises,

a cloud of pollution
Slowly crawling his dismembered anatomy affiliates, in a sea of poison
Master in the art of death disease and decay
He summons serpents

If I find a home I'll burn it down.
So the wolves could never find my scent
I'm a master in the art of self-defense

But all I ask is
We don't end up

through the lack of my own retainer

As I got the remainder gloss on my teeth I gain back my
Eraser and become a self taught master in the arts of building

a credit check
Never needed validation
Bullet proof with the pen
Inni mini mini mo
Catch a lion in his den
Slaughter every quarter inch
Master in the art

Said Black Man if they want to learn
You got the Power to Teach
You a Master in this Art of War
So, take it out of they reach
And stay Blessed and give

might have been a doctor
Or a master in the arts
But I turned to stealing
When I was so young
And they locked me away
That's how my life begun

The people

don't care what they say
I'm the painter, I'm the master
In the art of efficiency

I'm the before, I'm the after
I'm the spark that starts the fire
You

the keys, it's ecstasy or destruction
Another master in the art of seduction

He was a master in the art of loving

A cheating rascal

A sly old dog

And it was easy to forgive him

Oh lord

To laugh with him was bliss 

And he

Blind Wid the Science

Rascalz

Cash Crop

1997

they'll get graved out, it's a must
I burried us
So comprehend what I composed to scare foes
I be the master in this art like Ted-O
Z lock the zip code, I'm

of throe
A reader of the runes
A master in the arts of night
Beyond the way lies a thriving star
A silhouette I see so far
A host that walks inside this fog

self
Always seeking out opposition
Masters in the art of projection

There's no applauding for a discount dance
More dehydration for the inhouse plants

house dress and a red cardigan

She brings us inside and does most of the talking
A master in the art of the old fashioned chat
They make what you're

with eagle eyes vision
Master in the art of Archery
With arrows transforming into serpents
Endless raining down your enemies!

But how could you be