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King's Crossing

Elliott Smith

From a Basement on the Hill

2004

The king's crossing was the main attraction
Dominoes are falling in a chain reaction
The scraping subject ruled by fear told me
Whiskey works

try and choke me up
Motivate me to scream louder than before
You made this monster and you asked for this
The hate you give me just fuels my fire
I will

Turn It Up

Busta Rhymes

When Disaster Strikes [LP]

1997

act brave
Chill son, you better off if you behave
Flip money while broke niggas trying to save
Lay low, I say so, my pesos
Import my cheese stack by

know
A lack of self-confidence fuels me
Push you down to feel better about myself
I am a man so small
But I look at you like I’m tall
These simple truths

Turn It Up

Busta Rhymes

When Disaster Strikes

1997

act brave
Chill son, you better off if you behave
Flip money while broke niggas trying to save
Lay low, I say so, my pesos
Import my cheese stack by

deserve this
Butterfly's all up in my stomach like a first kiss
Just a word smith usin' poetry and more
But distracted by these girls who want their

Man, it's a beautiful park by the crib, right, you know, and it's always some giant piles
Of dog shit
One day, I saw the dude that was letting his

Late night waiting up for you
Voicemail the only word comes through
Listening to this rain fall outside
It just ain’t helping me sleep
And I, thought

words, Fuck you
I'm aggravated at these niggas capping lately
Sad to say that half the game is saturated
Lack of flavor packed with haters
Activate with

fear my shine and so they hide from it
I'm looking in the sky, scar over eye as I eye the blimp
It read: 'The World Is Yours', couldn't deny the shit
I

forever
Direct beats that's contagious, loved by all ages
Graduated from the you-and-I-versity
Of hard-hitters, for real

Yo, I got niggas in

(If You're Not in It for Love) I'm Outta Here!

The Real McCoy

Best of Real McCoy

2002

In other words I'm looking for a real love
I want you walking by my window and I don't even know your name 
Well my heart skips a beat yeah yeah I

it
We say we love his word but pick a funny way to show it.
The world walks by and we don't have a thing to say
I call 'em as I see 'em
And that's

Hey there, Coni
I hope that these words won't be sounding to corny
As I will, try to explain
The gratitude I have for you showing up in my way

Cause

far too late
Stuck in your vertigo, can barely stand up straight
Embraced the failures caused by lack of self esteem
Took it and ran with it, then sunk

get blammers and hammers, do damage and

I'm like a Nobu Street activist, flooded with shines
Jackson 5 before Motowns, I get better with time
Run

Trade It All

Jagged Edge

Ghetto Fabolous

2001

from the Parental Council Against Ebonics
For his seemingly illiterate spelling of what they have termed
A gangster wrapped contortion of the word

Let's Go

Kool Moe Dee

The Greatest Hits [Sony]

now LL stands for
Lower Level, Lack Lustre
Last Least, Limp Lover
Lousy Lame, Latent Lethargic
Lazy Lemon, Little Logic
Lucky Leech, Liver Lipped

(every weekend, yeah)

Sing it loud
Word to the brother brown
Better know I'm black and I'm proud
If we're talking 'bout P's better know I'm mashing

I've thrown aside my worries
But the cares they bite me back
I'm taking twenty vitamins a day
For the iron I lack
I don't need food I don't need

Different mindset they say (ah)
Different shine everyday (ah)
Different times are at stake (ah)
Come on come by, we at the lake (ah, yeah)
Different

the past
Quiet and waiting steadfast
Faith is not sound on coats of Rome
Better suited for the hunted and alone
Now bowing will only be done by the bow
For

hard and cold; bitter; in part, it froze
A part-in role quid pro- a literal heart of gold
We wore'em for decorum with a better set of articles
Some cool

my message and its essence spread like the sun shine 

How can I get away from these melancholy vibes
Listen to some podcasts listen to some Naughty by