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necklace
Gruesome, and causin' more violence than nine hoodlums
I grapple your Adam's apple until it crackle
Run right past you, turn around, grab you
around and take L.A. to task
There's a question someone's bound to ask
And with this complex matter we must grapple

Do you miss New York? The anger,
but I can't walk yet
Can't grapple nothin' said, cause I can't talk yet
First trip in the police car
Cameras all around me as if I was a star
Mom's
Can't grapple nothin' said, cause I can't talk yet
First trip in the police car
Cameras all around me as if I was a star
Mom's grabbed me, hugged me,
never fall
We stand tall like sky-scrapers and justice for all
(so fuck y'all, so fuck y'all niggas)


[bobby digital]
Yo, yo hard to grapple
I raise
sex, unaffordable medical debts
We travel in packs, unravelin' facts
And gravel in cracks to find babblin' max, gafflin' tracks
I grapple an axe for
She lives in this house over there, has her world outside it.
Grapples with the earth with her fingers and her mouth, she's five years old.
Thread
She was kind of fragile
And she had a lot to grapple with
But basically she kept
It all inside
Childlike and effervescent
With a well of pain
But now we have to grapple
With our man-made world backfiring
Keeping one eye on our brother's deadly selfishness

Everyone's a victim
Nobody's
never fall
We stand tall like sky-scrapers and justice for all
(so fuck y'all, so fuck y'all niggas)


[bobby digital]
Yo, yo hard to grapple
I raise
waiting for the sailors
In the jolly boat
See how they approach? 

With dirty hands and trousers torn
They grapple 'til she's safe within their keeping
the fence ooh the odora
Anita place me your order, slow your speed down
Buyin' food for your daughter
Stan Smiths, handlin' whips, grapple pits, travel fox
to grapple
The words are caught in my Adam's apple
I make my body a happy chapel
'Cause every person's a tabernacle
But there's no feeling you gotta hide
So
around and take L.A. to task
There's a question someone's bound to ask
And with this complex matter we must grapple

Do you miss New York? The anger,
the bitch in a castle with the ill grapples
Tackled her asshole, my dick was like a lasso
Fucked her in her mouth she washed it down with Tabasco

Uh, you
limbs flailing in the blood
Grapple with headless bodies
Hands of the dead are pulling me downward
Drowning in this river
Intestines are alive, like
staring
Straining to survive,
limbs flailing in the blood
Grapple with headless bodies
Hands of the dead are pulling me downward
Drowning in this river
limbs flailing in the blood
Grapple with headless bodies
Hands of the dead are pulling me downward
Drowning in this river
Intestines are alive, like
to fiasco
Could be stronger than vibranium, don't mean that I ain't fragile
Grapple with reality to break out of these shackles

But you know if I waste
picked on him, hassled him
Things changed when I hassled back, so
David hit the pavement with this grapple rap
Snapple fact: you rather wack
While I am
She lives in this house over there, has her world outside it.
Grapples with the earth with her fingers and her mouth, she's five years old.
Thread
bust him in his head with his banjo?
I put MC's on the ceiling like Michelangelo
Did the Sixteenth [Sistine] Chapel
Known to kick and grapple, so you
Know you couldn't test Mental, or now the sequel 

I slip to the floor for the grapple 

I crack your collarbone, while I bust your Adam's apple
the place of mess 
First Light 
The recipe for Saucee, serves you right 
You can ask Martini and Rossi 
You don't want to grapple with that bullshit 
I'll

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