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Blunt Ashes

Nas

Hip Hop Is Dead

2006

Gardner, the crashin' of James Dean
Bobby Brown influenced by Rick James, it goes
Prince wanted Alexander O'Neal to be Morris Day or Jerome
But Alex was

When others see with earthly eyes
Just what they want to see
You will see the things that never die
You will know and recognize
By simple child-like

The Gas Face

3rd Bass

Rap: On the Lighter Tip

1992

lies 
My expression to the mountainous blue eyes 
Then form a face, and shake my skull cap 
Dismiss the myth, that evil is not black 
But opposite

the gold
And bring it back to share with
The community and you know
That sounds all well and good
But after all it is
A dragon, and many people get eaten by

and tragic heroine
To give it all away for fame, to be a friendless household name
A tale so quintessentially American

Recognized by millions, known by few
So

It's open season on easter bunnies, grab a gun we goin' hunting
We busting myths with hits that's goin' always stay poppin
Easter's version of Santa,

this shit ain't a myth take care of your mental health
Every word i say is just another i regret
Why do i feel like everyone is coming for my head
I got

Aye!
Y'all can't tell me shit
I can never quit
I ain't no kid
Some people, they call me a myth
This shit is part of my ritual
They hate on me cause

I think I'm on to something
Can't see what it is
Could be trying to make something from nothing
Trying to prove the myth
(I’m working, on making,

Ain't No Half Steppin'

Big Daddy Kane

Hard Rap

1989

the 13th, I'ma play Jason
No type of joke, gag, game, puzzle or riddle
The name is Big Daddy, yes Big not little
So define it
Here's your walking papers,

the truths that were lost, taught
As myths and buried in earth
The soil won't hide the warning signs

My art, to bring demise
My skill, it is necessity

Soul by the Pound

Common Sense

Can I Borrow a Dollar?

1992

a mustache 
I must ask what's goin' on with rap, white kids actin black 
It's like McDonald's sellin' fatback 
Get back to your Mac, that stuff is wack with

Closed-minded and blinded by the lights
Makeup is her disguise
An insight of her life is
Nothing short of a lie
Money and time is nonexistent but to her
It's all

of the web
Whether aphid or angel of death
Entertainment or threat
By the end, you're a savory crepe
Models that mar every orbit and corner
It's horrid
There's

Come on, with me

They say this story is a myth and
They bore my with they if's
They can never understand me, notorious is is
A fighter fallen deep

the real meaning of it
Hip hop ain't about putting your pants in Jay Low style
Hip Hop is an essential gift given to us by deejay Kool Herc
I got unlimited

free discovering my truth
My mind made myths to the idols of perfection
Stories said by shadows with ambiguous intentions
My nostalgia sought places I'd

the center of this grand Mausoleum

Guarded by a creature vile and horned
Skeletal remains growing ever malformed

Only in myth should these creatures be borne

the ghetto
But which route is for you

Will you win, will you lose
Jump into  action or snooze
We in the hood, nigga
Surrounded by lions, tigers, and bears,

"Your power is nothing compared to my sword"

"Well see about that" 

"Come forward and face me, if you dare"

They say I got a small bark
But

is like (ahnn)
I’m the honest type
We don’t need to tell ourself lies act like heaven until hell rise
Time is a myth when i’m with you
So live in

and trap sonics
Frat boys saying, "No cap, put racks on it"
The dialect got a lil' splash of some Black on it
Cap and gowns bought by the money in dad's

this fire spit is not a myth
The eye of Zion, he's admired by the finest lips
Rhymers have all tried for his fire, but sadly all have missed
Been this

lied
You tell me this is a dream this is a myth
No one will think of you better than me
Now my heart rests in peace rip
I swear that i would kiss every