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I’m dippin
Handheld when I’m grippin
Get jiggy... 
Gun make you dance like Mikey... (why)
Cause it’s King Of Pop 
Don’t even like to be seen a lot

When I make my money, got to get my dime

Way down in the hollow, leavin' so soon
Oh, St. Teresa, higher than the moon

You called up in the sky
You

Cops on The Block
By Brad Dassey
"C / Am"
 

THIS IS MY INTRO
THIS SONG MAY BE TAKEN OUT OF CONTEXT,
SO,
I’M HERE TO BREAK IT DOWN FOR YOU ALL
I HAVE

Radiant rays upon our faces
Approving grace all stain erases
Yeah

Nature disjointed
By blood anointed
Called into cleansing
I am relenting
Relieve my

You got ya own go on on don't pick off my plate 
When I send ya home and ya money long you know bitches gone hate 
Cause they try to be you but you know

to the end of the world
To prove our supremacy over superior design
Man versus nature
Nature verses god
You light whale oil and dance to it blind
What

innovative and revolutionary. I am the inexhaustible source of love and compassion. I am the spiritual warrior fighting for my truth.

I am the serenity

innovative and revolutionary. I am the inexhaustible source of love and compassion. I am the spiritual warrior fighting for my truth.

I am the serenity

innovative and revolutionary. I am the inexhaustible source of love and compassion. I am the spiritual warrior fighting for my truth.

I am the serenity

[vinnie:]
You drew a picture of my morning
But you couldnt make my day, hey!
Im rockin and youre yawning
But you never look my way, hey!
Im lickin

make my cheese greater
Dart Vader, tell them haters I'll see them later
Got them panicking, anakin cause I'm skywalking
They better give me some space

You the shit say it! You
Don't have to be humble
Be like Ray J "I'm tired of being humble"

I'm not a cocky person by nature

Scaff, be cocky for her!

you human limitations and earthly delights
For embracing me with sunlight
Glucose glittering my eyelids as dewdrops dance
Because deep down
I am only

""Welcome to my team. The game is on. Play by the rules or you're gone. I'm aiming for gold.  I'll pursue my goal and see how our night will finally

the motherfuckin' Game

I'm Superman
I leap over tall buildings
If a nigga touch my millions

Yeah you gotta see Superman
You see this "S" on my vest?

the motherfuckin' Game

I'm Superman
I leap over tall buildings
If a nigga touch my millions

Yeah you gotta see Superman
You see this "S" on my vest?

two dice
Tell me the world ends well
I guess we got tonight
Dance on my own grave this
Ground is now sacred the art
Well it takes time my hands
Well

INSTRUMENTAL

		Written by Johnnie B. Marshall, Jr.

Verse :	Since you and I ain’t made no music yet
		The tension builds the deeper that we get
		We

noise around the product
Hey, do you know how to earn a dolla?
Call me sailor hangin with Sister Ray
Call it a cult led by Bobby flay and guy fieri
It's

been dreaming of
Every thought of you gone make me lose my mind
I'm so used to getting gunned down by your kind
Pin me down
Let's make history
We all

first blood
And then you'll find you're far from satiated
And alienated from your species

Fly by night on black wings my coven of grief
Dance by fire -

stick with me and believe so you won't leave
I will hit my peak you just gotta wait never too late
Just elevate this what I make
Don't you hate and don't

Ain't It Good to You

Ultramagnetic MC's

Critical Beatdown [Re-Issue]

1988

this

Mysteries, with a twist
And I insist, to uplift my metaphor
Slice dice and write, and make the brain sore
For, you and him

I kill a rapper,

as a new edition hip-hop gospel

His style is a fossil
Hers a morning after pill

My shine Ray gun will make you smile 
Won't never make you hostile

They