Search results for 'United Independent School District'

Where I got the game where I got the style 
49 square miles go ahead and check the profile
Old schools with the beat earthquake shake the concrete

agents of Rothschild's Corp, and by definition a Slave
 
Think we are independent? You'd be fooled
Funneling information to be viewed on screens in

The roots of the birch trees
With their peeling bark
That remind me of the paint peeling
Off the ceiling in my high school bedroom
At my mom's house
The same

ver van 'n bossy
District 6 love letters, bly op 'n pos hier
Maak my motjie die boss vannie pozzie
Remote life van life hettie 'n pause 'ie
Nuwe

ur own, and invest in ya own Business 
BSDM he love when I'm Sadistic
That mystery box make em go Ballistic (Uh) Ay
Da Baddest in school expelled from

not authentic
Staying independent business-minded like Michael Bivens
Woofing with all that barking I can see you niggas bitches
My lyrics got bite like

life desiring higher positions
I write for the man on a mission
And the independent woman making her own decisions

I write for Buddhists, Jews

could talk without defiance
Bout them pyramids like the mayans
Don't believe all that school science
And I gotchu owned I don't do no leases
Helped you

twelve- Karl Malone (Actually, she was thirteen)
Divide one united district into
Two, three zones
A consequence of electoral past the post
Check out

states, and they voted  
Over 200 schools, 4 albums, I've changed 100,000 lives,
 Plus, every single rhyme I wrote it 
Imma Independent artist will

That mystery box make em go Ballistic,(uh)Ay
Da Baddest in school expelled from the district(on gang)
Hoes be dripping tartar sauce (thotty)
Pussy smell

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Yoo it's Tan 

Welcome to the brumtown District 

It's c BRD Ting

Of the selfish
Which is hatred of the independent thought
Which is it'self a rejection of reason
Which is hatred of existence
And these neurotic cowards run

and D-B-T-P-N
Beats By The Pound gettin down, lettin a nigga Mystikal, come on in

[Mystikal]
Nigga we bout it, we rowdy, another soldier united
Now whatever you

You got Cain and Abel
This is an old story, friends
Aren't we past nursery school? Let's settle the matter

You have a recording of your brother

the opposite
Then how am I independent and
The game's still profitin'?
It's not supposed to happen, they cappin'
I'm a goddamn savage when rappin'
Gas mask yo'

a portion
And sometime tryna chase a fortune
Could take a fortune
You could make a fortune off a cookie
I'ma school you niggas
If ya chicken low maine
(lo