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everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon
So if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc
Don't pop me no fucking pill, I'mma a pop you

Hurricane

Jazzyfatnastees

The Hurricane [2000 Original Soundtrack]

2000

the Hurricane Carter rising

From out the south water, like torrential rains
In the ring no opponent escaped unscathed
You can't believe the world we live

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

versions of Feeding of the 5000
By jerks whose only fuck off to the system has been one off the wrist?
It's the Feeding of the 5 Knuckle Shuffle.

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If

Hurricane Feat. Dice Raw/Flo Brown/Jazzyfat

Common

Common Cents

2008

the south water, like torrential rains
In the ring no opponent escaped unscathed
You can't believe the world we live in's injust
All I see is more proof,

for manslaughter, the Hurricane Carter rising
From out the south water, like torrential rains
In the ring no opponent escaped unscathed
You can't

to be ourselves no telling bout what we felt hey listen
Distracting the mind half of the time
The other half is savage God damn it you can't be blind

beat, mascara paints her cheek
Soaking wet, fighting a flat, city lights a million leagues
Cars whoosh by, strangers in metal cages, cold and blind

please wash these lames away
And ironically, that's the name of my song
That's gold with no fuckin' radio play
Now it's back to the topic
Let me hit you

By the school gates
But now he dumps her dead in a suitcase
Buries her in the garden with no
Mark on the youth's grave

They call police, say she just

Soul Chaser

Caesars

Paper Tigers [Bonus Track]

2005

You took the last train out into the night
You see the outside world, it's rushing by
There goes another town and there's no turn around
Well,

On a drive-by rocket ride


Caught in a storm and I'm running away
I never should have landed
Here in Flush Factory

I'm swinging through the rooftop
Without any

of the rain
The metaphorical game that’s he’s
Spitting just to
Be sitting in the wrong lane
Just to be run over by
A goddamn semi Mack truck
But you don’t have

and riots took off

Thunder and rain
A storm on wide open sea
Crushed by the waves
Redemption got all washed away

Close to each other
Like brothers

spend half of our lives
With our eyes closed or blind
No one will survive

So I never want to die
Loss or boredom I won't mind
If think therefore I
Can