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“What is your name”

She don't know Black History. Is that all she got 
That was Horrible. Have some empathy it's not her fault 
I wish someone else

Dogghouse in Your Mouth

Mix Master Spade

Duces n' Trays: The Old Fashioned Way

2001

Daz we about to fry niggas like fries
And separate them by five's and light up the skies

Crip that D P, Kurupt
Dippin' and I'm out, put a dick in

rico Love
Uhh!

Turn the lights on
This is a J-Lack track, man!

act like you somebody daughter
Can't get a tan from your phone light
Baby, it's late June, open the blinds, get out The Shade Room
Maybe you could

where we a locked indoors
I cyaan stop singing my song because my passion is ablaze
I put my heart in this ya track I hope you receive the love
Put my

and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They

I told her she to good for him
She looked back
Laughed at me said
That's why your my favorite
I put my hand on your cheek
That's why your dangerous

Lights Outs (Lyrics)
93 BPM F-minor 
Written by Michael Messiah Earl and Sydney Sexton 

Performed by Michael J Foxx and 
Sydney Sexton 


Pre Verse

ransacked
Nah, we can't stand that
A fake ass punk that only wanna talk on a damn track
Nah, he can't land that
Light as speed, got quick wit like an Amtrak

by some misfires in your brain
Because you took some shit to numb your pain
Yes, you guessed it
The culprits here are opiates
Methadone, man
Vicodin,

Land: Horses / Land of a Thousand Dances / La Mer(de)

Patti Smith

I Never Talked to Bob Dylan

1977

sliding up the hallway (his gold nerves merged perfectly with the hallway)
He merged perfectly with the hallway (A radiant light, an aura around

sliding up the hallway (his gold nerves merged perfectly with the hallway)
He merged perfectly with the hallway (A radiant light, an aura around

the calendar design
Wilderness tours, guided for and by the blind
Cool ruler standing still sweating through the shades
He knew those lights only grew bright

Everybody from the 615, put your hands together for me just one more time
Allow me to reintroduce myself, I'm C Money and I stay with the wealth, Lil

We put katanas to your neck
You get a razor cut
They call me death
Because it's hell that I am raising up
Its scary season for these rap niggas
Fooly

We put katanas to your neck
You get a razor cut
They call me death
Because it's hell that I am raising up
Its scary season for these rap niggas
Fooly

spite
Don't shoot at your bro hold da fye
When they disappeared I couldn't cry
I got myself sad in the booth
Cause I put my life in my lines
Everybody

No Chorus

Kool Keith

Official Space Tape

2004

the Motherfuckin Chorus"
Whatever all the arrangements are we gon' go through
Fuck all the laws..

What the fuck was in your mind when you rapped on that track

How Bad Do You Want It

KRS-One

Kristyles

2003

want it, yo there's the track;put your rhyme on it!

This hunger inside of me's unexplainable, Kris
The struggle we put in this box will be put into

sky high
Bad on the mic, but really I'm a nice guy
iPod on track 5, listen to R-Type
Likely to turn heads every time I pass by
If you hate, you're

rigged
Went to the brink
Y'all can run up a track
Or just concede I'm the king

Ever since a little boy protected by the light
What's up Billie ha I know

more
Light it up for tonight, yeah it's time to soar
I wanna fly with the planes, ridin' my own lane
You gon' remember my name (It's 96ix yo)
Put your

calls for it 

Don't fall back on yourself 
Just put your all in it 

Guaranteed you gonna see 
A new chemistry 

You might shock yourself 
By what you

exist?

Open your mind when you're hoping
To find a way
Out of the shadows and enter the light of day
Why decay right away
Hide a raincloud above out