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Killah Priest

View From Masada

2000

low-pitched to high-pitched, every hour we kill a hostage
We judge MC`s by they lyrical fitness
And punish DJ`s for puttin corny stickers on they mixes
Smack

When I'm alone I soar
I fly around like I'm a god
Told my angels that I'm good but they send more
I tried to close them out
Think I'll do better by

Yo, they always trying to judge
You know, instead of looking At themselves
Trying to figure out their problems
You always trying to find Flaws in

a thousand people won't judge a book by it's cover
Step up to the plate and call your hit
But if life throws you a ball you walk that shit
It's not the end

God )
But I immediately gotta spit him out of my mouth
Because he is nasty as fuck
Yuck

Next time you speak about somebody's stans
Please assure, that

)
But I immediately gotta spit him out of my mouth
Because he is nasty as fuck
Yuck

Next time you speak about somebody's stans
Please assure, that

If only I could judge
What would I tell myself
I'm always falling in line
Scared of losing my time
So I lose all my time
Tryna smooth out these
Sharp

found you in pain
Broken man
Waiting to be fixed by me
Waiting for my healing

Are you my dream man?
Your hair, long to make me touch it
Those eyes,

know can't hate what you don't try
Somebody told me that and next thing I know I was wakin' up at 11 had to work by 9
If I do another 1 first I'ma take

blood fight till They make your moms cry
Middle child habits tried to show Em I’m good guy
Judge me by colour in my skin Dad is alright
Your son is coming

to the margin, re-up and get off it
Label an orphan, lane of my own
I got the hawkin, I am retarded
Know there's a name
Don't know what to call it

Yeah its like

can't cope with society
How the fuck can someone judge book by its cover
The shits ignorant, but that's what cause riots and shit
With my hustling tactics

young
Somebody took him off this earth
Light up candles, fly balloons
And put his picture on a shirt
Family members and the friends fill the front row in

money shoot his beak off
Tell 'em Daffy don't duck me
Fuck a Donald, that bastard don't Trump me
Build or destroy dat's what the math is
Don't judge me

I Know

Webbie

Savage Life 2 [Clean]

2008

and raps
And blocks of work so you can call me lego

It's consequences, jumpin' fences
'Cause the narcs tryin' lynch us and they missin' us by inches

blast somebody
People drank and speed into trees
It seems the pharmacy will never cease catching bodies
But I'm 'posed to feel bad sellin weed

Yo
While I

Makes somebody hurt
Somedays it's better
And some days its worse

Aeroplane mode on my phone
Every second I'm watching time
Hard to be mindful by street

Mothaship

Akbar

Big Bang Boogie

whatever it was, it was ready to land
So I didn't try to play no Superman
I began to walk, then I started to run
So I could drop the dime, dial 911
I said,

ON SIGHT

Gnar

Fire Hazard

2019

on me, uh
Molotov bomb throwin', 911, better call the fuckin' fire Marshal
Pussy nigga hatin', yeah, Patek 'cause we fuckin' whacked him
Like hundred

his ashes call it pack, nowadays that's How niggas do it, that's that

Play by rules, I'd rather play by gats, fuck fairness, I stay at different

real
Trakk sounds
Nigga what's the deal
Somebody once told me
This rapping shit
Nigga
That its easy
Its peasy
One wheel in the air I call it breezy
Its

what you want to
'Cause we ain't gonna judge you

We're the ones who always end up here
Right on time to have that last call cheers
To the guy from

a rep that I made all by myself
One I hate all by myself
That comes from decisions created all by myself
I can't shake it all by myself
See I grew up

Friends

T-Bone

The Last Street Preacha

2001

and a superstar
Who can I call on when my backs up against that wall
That won't judge me, but love me and hug me when I trip and fall
Accept my flaws and mistakes,