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see I heard one of his songs
Over a gangster rap beat
He said he's so street that he
Kicks grown men in the teeth
Then I googled San Jose and I was like

Peaced my thoughts together where they could be framed dawg
Facing all my fears from years of pain and all can't remain in the past
I'm looking forward

Daylight

Aesop Rock

Labor Days

2001

dragging
I hack swords wars for the morbid spreading of mad men
Now he's got soul
Sitting there licking log cabin in Charlie Chaplin waddle
I could zig

up in here we don't none of that
(Put your hands up)
We only gat Day1z
(Put your hands up)
I can't hear you

Men you see where I'm from
We be having

Cellz

MF Doom

Born Like This

2009

Explosions will continually shape the earth
Radiated men will eat the flesh of radiated men
The rotting bodies of men and animals stink in the dark wind

Of a cult

Consistency with my content, I started in the basement, leveraging the marketplace in
Early retirement
Fraudulent inducement, corset top

says she likes her men older, now that's a bit excessive
I'm only 26, but lately I'm convinced
Retirement's round the corner if I don't hit a lick
Cudi

Extinction Level Event (The Song of Salvation)

Busta Rhymes

Extinction Level Event: The Final World Front

1998

up your crotches and fuck up your process
Bouncing in like even saying adios or even buenos notches
Have y'all niggas wilding having a fit
Flame

I Have a Dream

Martin Luther King, Jr.

In Search of Freedom

1968

today!
I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words

of
Bristol and who had personally wet himself at the Battle of Badon
Hill; and the aptly named Sir Not-appearing-in-this-film.  Together
they formed a band

creditals In check
Too much money to be made, why you tryin' to flex
We can get this band together, we can bag it
Watch it flip, watch this watch this.

Yeah,

stepping up in there 
Coz there's shit real man don't do 
In truth it ain't like there ain't shit you can't push man to


Real men, real men
Tend to defend

the local barbershop, I gotta shave 'em
And then I put 'em back together, then I tape 'em
I'm at the brick factory, this where I made them
I got 'em in

to work in a climate of deadly traditions
Our symptoms of rage have written pages in blood
The bible, the Quran, and other various cults
Have followed men

on my island
We from the West we the wildest
All in a lab like a scientist
Coming my storm be the quietest
I do not know a retirement
You do not fit

Representing for the Nation
We're together
We ain't never gonna fall
A million men standing
In a thousand man brawl
Never lose ground
Daily situation
We stand

dry paraffin
Candy corn crap rappers pale by comparison
A bad samaritan averaging above average men
Rancid rants having rambling
Savages scavenging
For

kathy
Had grown up in poverty, her mother
Having passed away when she was
Young to support the family
She cut hair and worked other jobs
As they presented

of sad young man 
Glasses full of rye 
All the news is bad again so 
Kiss your dreams goodbye 

All the sad young men sitting in the bars 
Knowing neon

and pregnant, still having her ambitions in mind
Now her baby is her testament

I know I've done wrong, but I'm proud of you and your development
I miss you like

Syntax arrived
Bringing in fire to burn us alive
Who else to hire to make us all write
Gives us a platform to perform and finally know that we're having

Syntax arrived
Bringing in fire to burn us alive
Who else to hire to make us all write
Gives us a platform to perform and finally know that we're having

and send his soul to the sky
I ain't got time to beef with niggas
I'll rather make money
Maybe share it in two, if we work together
When you keep your cool,

faces on faces bruh
Big faces on faces bruh
Dead men in my pockets got me goin' up
It's goin' face down if a nigga flex us
Yeah, in God we trust, but