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The defendant will be remanded to the bail if and Fresh mint in sparkling water and fresh lime so nice Serve two to four years in the county correctional institution New mowed lawn a hammock kids playing in a sprinkler In Canyon City or until such time as the defense Carefree beautiful woman entwined, sand, fruits, sunshine Can see no reason for leniency in this case considering Candlelight red wine, a Caesar salad all in sparkling An example to others who might be likewise tempted to Friends, woman's lips, dogs, canaries, woman's hips And as for you Miss, "Will you please rise and Face the tranquility and all it's charm?"
All the shadowy peaks I climb And I have yet to ever be remanded Yes, I have yet to ever be remanded Holy, holy All of your religions are a lie Hold me, don't you try to hold me I clearly see my own way to the other side Yes, I will make my own way to the other side Cryin', quit your cryin' Sun'll likely rise again tomorrow As you follow it down, through the underground I would hook a leash upon your collar Nothin' good is sustained, I gladly accept the blame But all my words won't add up to a dollar Yes, my all words won't add up to a dollar Love me, don't say that you love me Nobody has ever loved me yet, pretty baby Cryin', quit your cryin' I have ten thousand tears that you can borrow Come on, follow me down through the underground And I will sing to you a song of sorrow I will sing to you a sweet, straight song of sorrow I will sing you all a sweet, straight song of sorrow I will sing you all a sweet, straight song of sorrow Skeleton key, where are you?
(It's yours) Break it down (It's yours) (It's yours) (It's yours) (It's yours) I'm the young city bandit, hold myself down single-handed For murder raps, I kick my thoughts alone, get remanded Born alone, die alone, no crew to keep my crown or throne I'm deep by sound alone, caved inside, a thousand miles from home I need a new nigga for this black cloud to follow 'Cause while it's over me it's too dark to see tomorrow Trying to maintain, I flip, fill the clip to the tip Picturing my peeps, now the income make my heartbeat skip And I'm amped up, they locked the champ up, even my brain's in handcuffs Headed for Indiana, stabbing women like the Phantom The crew is lampin', Big Willie-style Check the chip-toothed smile, plus I profile wild Stash through the flock wools, burning dollars to light my stove Walk the blocks with a bop, checking dames, plus the games People play, bust the problems of the world today (It's yours) It's mine, it's mine, it's mine Whose world is this?
[Mobb Deep] Shit is real on the muthafucking hill, God Times is hard, visons blurred kid, I can't see far Thinking will I be the next nigga deceased Over some bullshit beef I pack heat Son it's '96 and I ain't going out like that Never roll a dollo cuz my crew got my back And it's a fact, niggas don't know how to act Till I cop back, react, leave 'em laying on they back Sometime I try to maintain and chill Stop my brain from thinking, restrain from grabbing my steal I'm stressed out, trying to live right on the wrong route Thinking of ways to get loot in large amounts So I chill on the block, nigga respect mines A giver wit the mac and the motherfucking tech nines So pack steel if you come through, front if you want to Before you do, so let me warn you We more infamous, crime shit, take it to the gat Fuck the rhyme shit, you reminded of what the nine did Remanded, QBC, then left stranded We cock cannons, punishing and back handing [Chorus] - 2X [M.O.P.] In order to survive the game Know the game Hold your name And let them niggas know The way to win the war Attend the war End the war And let your hammer go [Kool G.
(It's yours) Break it down (It's yours) (It's yours) (It's yours) (It's yours) I'm the young city bandit, hold myself down single-handed For murder raps, I kick my thoughts alone, get remanded Born alone, die alone, no crew to keep my crown or throne I'm deep by sound alone, caved inside, a thousand miles from home I need a new nigga for this black cloud to follow 'Cause while it's over me it's too dark to see tomorrow Trying to maintain, I flip, fill the clip to the tip Picturing my peeps, now the income make my heartbeat skip And I'm amped up, they locked the champ up, even my brain's in handcuffs Headed for Indiana, stabbing women like the Phantom The crew is lampin', Big Willie-style Check the chip-toothed smile, plus I profile wild Stash through the flock wools, burning dollars to light my stove Walk the blocks with a bop, checking dames, plus the games People play, bust the problems of the world today (It's yours) It's mine, it's mine, it's mine Whose world is this?
Heard the feds could of knocked me Had the cuban posse all up in my room and lobby Negotiating, my name holds weight, we motivatin' Hustling, as if God was dancing with Satan The Firm waitin', to get ajourned cause we face it Double life, thuggin for life, you taste it The white numbin ya toungue I bought it from Dominicans A suitcase of benjamins swung tight in his fingers Had the Firm gun slingers, hit the lights, grab the white Murder everything in site, and jet in the Bimmers Now im home with the phone screaner Resting the stones in a jewelry cleaner Checkin my mail reading my supoena To the witness standing, I got remanded Livin on the 4th building and can't stand it Gotta fight my case from the inside Niggas telling, I felt it coming when my pockets started swelling But thats the game for ya Hid a stash to ya lawyers Supreme court, Queens New York will bore ya' Suited up, booted up, with the jail cut Million dollar bail what?
Heard the feds could've knocked me Had the cuban posse all up In my room and lobby Negotiating, my name holds weight We motivatin' Hustling, as if God was dancing with Satan The Firm waitin' To get ajourned cause we facing Double life, thuggin for life, you taste it The white numbin ya toungue I bought it from Dominicans A suitcase of benjamins swung Tight in his fingers Had the Firm gun slingers, hit the lights Grab the white murder everything in site And jet in the Bimmers Now im home with the phone screaner Resting the stones in a jewelry cleaner Checkin my mail reading my supoena To the witness standing, I got remanded Livin on the 4th building and can't stand it Gotta fight my case from the inside Niggas telling, i felt it coming when My pockets started swelling But thats the game for ya Hid a stash to ya lawyers Supreme court, Queens New York will bore ya' Suited up, booted up, with the jail cut Million dollar bail what?
We twist and pop Henny, gettin wet on the daily, and Peers get chilly, turnin macks fully Now they bandin, court rehanded and got remanded, faught A one to three degree from V-O-P and N-C-C-V And send me up a hub to a state facilities What could I do but sneak, burn a tree, or tobacco leaf Or wait until my time served and get released Cool, back on the streets I seen some old drama I still hold heat to send your ass straight to trauma These kids started to drilling like they ready and willing I gave em exactly no time to switch feelings Pulled out, to my man, look out Commits to warfare, and rock these to sleep like this here Seventy-two like as if I was back on the top Hours of thinkin about how I'ma tip they ass up out the basket Beligerant glass heads, I'm bashing No knowledge of the man nor his action Class now is session, "Soldiers boys, today's aim is: Never show your heat And don't flame it" You playin life, wit a man who lives by the sword And dies naturally against all common laws What, speed on and Peed on Chorus
They calling police and they saying that I robbed him They calling for back up, bringing they whole squad in Now they screaming get on the floor, they got me crawling Damn, they slapping cuffs on my wrists, I'm getting brought in I can explain officer, but they will not let me Anything I say, will be used against me So it's best that I surrender gently And they will provide a lawyer to defend me I ain't got saved by the law, yeah, right demanded I still got remanded Da-da-da-da-deh, da-da-deh-da-da-doe Now I get feds everywhere that I go When I wanna take a piss security follows When I go to court, I'm holding my Bible Say da-da-da-da-deh, da-da-deh-da-da-doe Now I get feds everywhere that I go And I wanna take a shit, security follows When I go to court, I'm holding my Bible I got some problems, problems, problems Can somebody show me a way that I can solve 'em?
Heard the feds could of knocked me Had the cuban posse all up in my room and lobby Negotiating, my name holds weight, we motivatin' Hustling, as if God was dancing with Satan The Firm waitin', to get ajourned cause we facing Double life, thuggin for life, you taste it The white numbin ya toungue I bought it from Dominicans A suitcase of benjamins swung tight in his fingers Had the Firm gun slingers, hit the lights, grab the white Murder everything in site, and jet in the beamers Now im home with the phone screaner Resting the stones in a jewelry cleaner Checkin my mail reading my supoena To the witness standing, I got remanded Livin on the 4th building and can't stand it Gotta fight my case from the inside Niggas telling, I felt it coming when my pockets started swelling But thats the game for ya Hid a stash to ya lawyers Supreme court, Queens New York will bore ya' Suited up, booted up, with the jail cut Million dollar bail what?
In the making It's best to know Where to start In the making It's not a walk in the park Take to the streets with Your head held up high Knock on the door Where they've got more supply Don't get remanded Or dance out of time Don't be a vandal of unlikely Light Just don't You be so heavy-handed You're not a bandit at all Just don't You be so heavy-handed Pride comes before a fall Don't be a bandit at all Don't be a bandit at all Don't be a bandit at all In the making It's best to know Where to start In the making It's not a walk in the park Take to the streets with Your head held up high Knock on the door Where they've got more supply Don't get remanded Or dance out of time Don't be a vandal of unlikely Light Just don't You be so heavy-handed You're not a bandit at all Just don't You be so heavy-handed Pride comes before a fall Don't be a bandit at all Don't be a bandit at all Don't be a bandit at all All that defiance does is die Rise like you're higher Than skies Unlike the bandit The bandit Bandit
Let he who is without sin cast the first stone After you who's last, it's Doom, he's the worst known That'll have your boom blown or even thirst bone Rock it to a worst clone, just don't curse the throne Own his own microphone, bring it everywhere he go So he can bring it to you live in stere-ere-o Pan it, can't understand it, ban it The underhanded ranted, planned it and left him stranded The best, any who profess will be remanded Yes sir, request permission to be candid? Granted I don't think we can handle a style so rancid They flipped it like Madlib, did a old jazz standard Don't mind me, I wrote this rhyme lightly Off of two or three Heines, and boy was they fine, G One Black, One Spanish, One Chinese It keeps the woody shiny year round like a pine tree Don't sign me I'm about to get a mil without em Grab him off the shelf, he's the villain, and what about him So and he's a jerk and you don't know him Mad how he expand work but won't show 'em Poor guys, what a sight for old, sore four-eyes Now hook me with two apple pies and a small fries All rise, so far art as a Rupple So raw break it down and make quadruple It's crucial, you could see it in his pupil And this time when he get it he'll waste it on somethin' useful Like getting juiced off a deuce-deuce of cokey Keep it low key, known to pull a okey-dokey Silly Goose, Doom is too jokey Damn he could really use a room or a whole key Egads, he got enough styles to start three fads True dat, she bad, I wonder do she come with kneepads What a call, what a real butterball Either I get a strike or strike out, gutterball Rock it like gear for the fall With knives inside pockets, prepare for the brawl Yeah y'all you could say its an earful Beware, do not touch mic, be careful And just like he said, I coulda told ya MF, the holder of a boulder, Money Folder It ain't funny nigga Money Folder
Broad daylight man down, headshot Bareface cameras, feds knock Handcuffs remanded, sweatbox Savage, Hoodz gunz, D'Angel Savage, Shane teaser, G Money Savage, Blue blacks, Brownie Savage, two straps in the Audi Savage, guess who?
I shudder at what came before a broken man like a leech to the floor I fucked over myself and more a hollow man defective impure Life's a lie A deep depression that swallowed me up couldn't see A way to exit alone in misery Thought on occasions the noose might too fit me But then back wasted nothing would set me free Bided time A waste and relief A silent drift by Beheld in fear Shards and lies Fragments of mind A pit of unease Forever we climb It doesn't fill the void I should know absent loaded A mask that suffocates stranglehold hope's been remanded Getting closer to the edge what's left? Nothing Pulling apart my head no solution
At some point in time it became all the fashion To lie with a passion, dramatic tongue lashings The report from the wild west is anyone's contest What is the world Nobody knows the truth In these dark ages It's a pirate ship of fools They needed a profit so they halted the progress It just doesn't work with projections for next year Science in handcuffs, make way for the fake news What is the world It would make no more difference, but the truth was important There were people affected, people deported People remanded, the planet exploded What is the world I've gone through the house and I've turned all the lights on I can't see at all
Ayy, said there be times I wanna travel but got cases pendin On the bunk, talkin' to the Lord cause he know I'm sinnin I'm takin' losses from the pigs cause they know I'm winnin My killer got offered a ten and you know he grinnin The judge remanded him at court cause he know he's spinnin And now he fightin' murder cases cause he didn't listen He wouldn't be in that situation if he paid attention Thinkin' to himself I should've skied up on them late night missions Brody just popped another perk, he movin' real suspicious Plus he a fiend for that ackee, so that shit delicious Brody say he can't split his pole with you he superstitious My Young niggas, bullshits, and hyenas, but we call him vicious That nigga brother took the stand, he had to pop the witness He made the biggest nigga run like he workin' on fitness He fresh out, no smokin' weed, he smokin' on that Fit-Fit After a hit of Fentanyl he goin' on a quick lick
I HAVE CONJURED UP REMEMBRANCES OF GRUDGES WHEN I SAW THE SMILE OF THE BLACK-ROBED JUDGES THE VERDICT WASN'T STRONGER THAN THIS LONG AGONY BUT THE DREAD SENTENCE OF DEATH TOOK MY SANITY SUDDENLY, I OPENED MY EYES I SAW THIS GHASTLY PIT OF DAMPNESS NOBODY HEARS MY CRIES VERMIN'S FANGS SWEEPS SO CLOSELY OVER ME SMELLING HIS NAUSEOUS BREATH GLITTERING DEATH COMES TO ME ALL THE BLACKNESS OF ETERNAL NIGHT ENCOMPASSED ME AWAITING THE SACRIFICE, I HEARD WHAT MY DEATH MUST BE THROUGH THE BLACKNESS I'D BEEN REMANDED TO MY DUNGEON, HAD YOU EVER HEARD THOSE TALES OF EVIL CORRUPTION? ETERNAL PAIN IS WAITING FOR ME NO ONE CAN SAVE ME FROM MY DEATHBED A SLIGHT NOISE HAS DISTURBED MY HEAD VERMIN'S FANGS SWEEPS SO CLOSELY OVER ME SMELLING HIS NAUSEOUS BREATH GLITTERING DEATH COMES TO ME THE SMELL OF THE SHARP STEEL CAME INTO MY NOSTRILS REPULSIVE DEVICES CREATED BY SUPERSTITIOUS GOSPELS BY HIS ACRID BREATH I CAN FEEL THE VAPOR OF HEATED IRON IT'S THE EVIL MIND OF AN INQUISITIVE HELL-BOUND HAS COME TO ME
One strand Of red beside the stripe in your right eye I brush away One hand Grasping for the air between itself And vertebrae It echoes like a wave Becomes "Exhibit A" I can almost feel them in my reach Like the night that once remanded me To the arms in which we dared to sleep Like figurines Stone by stone Where there was never one before Now piling And am I the statue or the bird I guess I'm now uncovering I'll find out which is me Present Exhibit B Like the life of which I dared to dream In the nights I tried and failed to sleep And the man I finally failed to be Were all figurines Cable knit Rocks and rye Clarity to hell within my bloodshot eyes Waning moon Distant eyes Single sky Never where I've been, but where I'll be Like a virus in the blood I bleed It never all came down to you and me We were figurines
So, Subject 31, Bertram Lee Remanded to us by the state of Connecticut An interesting case I think we might need to see what Mr. Lee has to say If you leave today Any other way Trapped here in the dark Left my gear in park I can't find a single clue of you If I do I won't know what to do Every single day I can't sink this pain Going through this stage Locks me in a cage I can't find a single clue of you If I do I won't know what to do I don't know the way Living's just a phase Sinking like a stone Got nowhere to roam I'm not like you I can't do what you do Pretend that everything is falling into place Leave without a trace This time you're the one who's grieving Psycho-analyze the way I'm scheming I'm not like you I can't do what you do Pretend that everything is falling into place Leave without a trace So, uh, Mr.
Discredited for his religion That he changed long time ago But he remanded from your inspiration And took the bus to go alone He saw a woman with a growing melancholy Who carried a child in a broad lap She had a strong face but a sad destiny Her hurt was beating fast The driver was under drug's effect But he told us that it was alright A lawyer that was always suspected Took a big stick and began to fight He was fighting against someone dead And he could not control himself The Almighty had abandoned him 'Cause he had committed a grave sin Sometimes I took the bus of misadventures Sometimes I took the bus of misadventures Sometimes I took the bus of misadventures Sometimes I was, I was having fun The sun was slowly dying again Like a blue butterfly at sunset And the hope to have no more pain It vanished in just a moment 'Cause you didn't respect My rules, my fouls, my soul, my lost wishes You didn't respect My rules, my fouls, my soul, my lost wishes Sometimes I took the bus of misadventures Sometimes I took the bus of misadventures Sometimes I took the bus of misadventures Sometimes I was, I was having fun
I'd never dream ask Withdrew my head inside to hide away I've got no appetite for loose talking Remanded just behind the door For what has gone before Is this a sign? A sign of... Could never get an alibi When there's no room inside I wish you'd learn
I said your busted, your busted Your busted, your busted Your busted, your busted Your busted, your busted I am Blake there's no mistaking my authority You're to be charged and arrested with conspiracy To launder proceeds of trafficking the greenery And henceforth, hereby, forthwith, hitherto and yon, remanded to my custody Although my officers aren't looking very burly or surly I got you motherfuckers by the short and curlies P, proceed, r, revenues, in, c, crime I see you're a Pric!
Just for today we all glow in the dark Treasured and murdered equipped wonder sang renewal Infer the meaning and savor the spark Tell me the story, the lighthouse, the fang defused Mastermind tore through these ribbons and frames Stuttered and mumbled through age of the prawn Legs and limbs, lessons learned from the shame Simple crustaceans with shells wreathed in bronze Lost in performance of each wasted hope Thrilled by the art and confounded by code Sipping the passion through clear plastic straws Lying in traction with time's broken jaw Claimed the virtue of time's sweet anomaly One before you, so haggard and dense You refute claims of conscience through melody Once reconsidered, it almost makes sense Discontent is the science of life Flowers of knowledge on such fragile stems When one rises another one wilts One life commences, another one ends Sweet incense smoke Caught in the breath Fevered and choked No meaning left Directionless wanderer drifting through space Crashing through glass and remanded to fate One hand controls while the other hand rots Haven't you figured it out yet Hear the call of sport Calibrate your youth Taking the measurement Scissors and screws Play the cards that the other hand dealt Living so wastefully, on plastic plans Right one is numb but the left one still felt The warmth of the water on the other hand Sweet incense smoke Fevered and choked
She Got The Fatty & She Off The Patty I got her calling me daddy I give her shots from the back She pop a perky she making it clap No I ain't wife in you up Told her I just wanna slap She give me matta her head in my lap I put this shit on map Boomer 4 boomer But Nigga that's cap These niggas just wanna rap Talk like they with it And diss on the app Til they get hit with the makk I Hurd they Droppin it See em in person the opposite Like why Niggas coppin it I'm with the shits I don't politic That bitch a smoochie She swallow it I got more dollars Then followers Like these niggas know How I'm coming Back out the blixky Like Andre I'm drumming Stay with my G who you touching Flee I'm off 30 it's bussin She wanna fuck I'm the man where Was she at when I ain't have a plan Damn feeling like I'm biggie I'm bam I kick that bitch out the crib Like she Pam Back on my shit they Cant stand it They thought I lost it They left me abandoned Free all my Niggas remanded you with a shooter I told her don't panic New opp in the Air make 'em vanish Be with them Niggas I see you I'm blammin She Got The Fatty & She Off The Patty I got her calling me daddy I give her shots from the back She pop a perky she making it clap No I ain't wife in you up Told her I just wanna slap She give me matta her head in my lap I put this shit on map Boomer 4 boomer But Nigga that's cap These niggas just wanna rap Talk like they with it And diss on the app Til they get hit with the makk I Hurd they Droppin it See em in person the opposite Like why Niggas coppin it I'm with the shits I don't politic That bitch a smoochie She swallow it I got more dollars Then followers Like these niggas know How I'm coming Back out the blixky Like Andre I'm drumming Stay with my G who you touching Flee I'm off 30 it's bussin She wanna fuck I'm the man where Was she at when I ain't have a plan Damn feeling like I'm biggie I'm bam I kick that bitch out the crib Like she Pam Back on my shit they Cant stand it They thought I lost it They left me abandoned Free all my Niggas remanded you with a shooter I told her don't panic New opp in the Air make 'em vanish Be with them Niggas I see you I'm blammin
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