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lost his magic
Fux a local
He ranks amongst the baddest
Trust no nigga
That figures he never did
Huge smile
Meanwhile the
Metal hid
Loose now
Was caught

Know I take my time,
Only panic if she miss her date
Smoke until my vision can't
Local one who's in the ranks
Of locals who gon change the ranking
I done

Come down the Swan
Can you hold your own
As the ranks of the local pack jostle for power?
Can you handle yourself
Keep them at bay
Or will your lies

Bryant, LeBron James, yeah
Mouth full of gold
Neck feel like Shabba Ranks, yeah
Felt like Shabba Ranks, yeah
Felt like Shabba Ranks, yeah
Felt like Shabba

Chanda Mbao
Money gang
My bitch local my money foreign
Look at my model that shit imported
Money gang money gang (Money gang money gang)
Fifty times

get my shit together but i been out here holdin’ rank
Never fall for what they say
I came to be everything they ain’t
Never get the chance to throw me

and key 

Took that trip to the local shop 
I came Straight back 
I ran for olders 
Call me an athlete, But I don’t do track 
More like a local soldier 
I

Boy I ain’t Nothin’ Like You
So don’t compare me to ya
Boy I ain’t Nothin’ Like You
So don’t compare me to ya
‘Cause alotta local rappers like t’

lyrics too hot
Too hot too hot
Coolie D/Dread di baddest Soundbwoy a di lot

Yeah yo
Robbie Ranks come
Fi tell dem so
Level

Flow tight wid
A brand new

Collecting the bank and boosting my rank cause it be
Relating to you like Iglesias
Speaking all of yo languages
Taking all the advantages
Is she getting money

rank
I'm handing out paintbrushes and teaching niggas how to paint
Daveonne in a wax pen, this shit don't even stink
My homie popped a nigga for me, had

niggas
But a couple niggas but in bands, gotta keep a few
Up in rank nigga, up in rank nigga
To a nigga level, won't stoop
Talking Crusty The Clown, Bozo

the ranks
Yea
So they gone know my name (What)
Got the crowd going crazy screaming Exoh Kay
I'm going up if you down then get out the way
I'm moving obstacles

the deal so a lot
Of labels wanna recruit me
I got rank in the game nigga
You should salute me
Stand at ease when I rap
It's a breeze when I rap you fat
You

fighting for my future, he's fighting against my past
But there's someone better, ranks higher than all else
Who saves me from the evil guys and saves me

knock knock
Cause I know, that no one got the key
No stop stop
Man I'm just fucking popping in this scene
Local
Local shit is what people want
Future
This

At the local butcher begging
For some meat scraps
So you gonna give it up or
Are you gonna eat that?

Of a creed with no desire to feed
Just wanna fat
Take heed

(it's us)
Got ten different whips like a red state local
Poppin' a X, fuckin' a buggaboo
Hidin' my face behind clear bifocals (damn)
Don't be offended

coastal
Lookin for a foreign, why the fuck would I stay local
And I ain't pullin bread out just to flex don't need to show you
Cause all them birds come

War Face

Killarmy

Silent Weapons for Quiet Wars

1997

the thoughts bright like sunrays
My forte is of a higher rank like sensei
Militant, armed to killin and shake the settlement
Searchin crevaces for a wise man's

they built
Our perspective has to be local and at the same time zoom out across the world - global
And here we are - ONE body, cause we're family right

Insatiable appetite for validation from unfamiliar ranks
Contrived interaction brings the Doom of Information Age

Pretenders all in the guise

Because it's all at least progress
I hope some day my name will be in lights
For now I'll sing these moody blues
I got a job at the local plant
It pays

influenced and rank grew to this
Ruthless insane loser inducing your brains mood to wish
You came harder than most of the names harboring holds on the fame