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election
I watched as they wielded coercion and deception
But by the time Coke reaches Huntsville, Smithwick hangs dead in his cell
 
EPILOGUE
 
It seems

e desse jeito que eu te deixo crazy 

tirando onda to fumando haze , gatinha to fudendo ela babe by 

tem quanto tempo que a gente não se ve 

pegando

Verse 1
YOU GOT ME AT YOUR BECK AND CALL
I WOULD EVEN TAKE A FALL FOR YOU
ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS DROP A HINT
AND I'LL COME RUNNING
I'M CHAMPING

Tight

Rah Digga

Tight [LP/Maxi Cassette Single]

1999

rhymers runneth, over
See me in the camel Range Rover 
[Chop] And I won't stop for Jake 
And keep heat by the waist for those that playa hate
[NOW] Show you

proactive
I ain’t got time for no rest when
Arrests made daily by those meant
To serve and protect based on profiling
Up in your local projects
But still they

it's like Tracee
Dee-dee, sweetie, time to go catch a predator by his toe
She know his info and licked 10 shots getting in the door
Either way he getting

Passei carburando um beck do tamanho de marte
Levei ela pro meu quarto, apelidei de abate
Ei! Novinha safada
Ei! Faz o que quiser
Ei! Chamei ela de

Of The Champion]

Oh,King of the dead 

I've waited so long to fight by 

your side 

and my sacrifice to you are 

souls of enemy knights 

released by my sword

cigars with Castro in cubanas
I know you feel encumbered by the weight of your medulla
Oblongata, with the weight of revolution lying on your shoulders but

been riding on this world
Passenger at the beck and call of unthinking souls
My instincts defined by fear and doubt
My injuries defined by the fallout
I

the strength for one more try.

Chorus:
I'll be holding out hope to you,
Even when this world breaks your heart in two.
When your life is consumed
By your fear

The Nothing

Mr. Lif

Live at the Middle East

You're up next
After you I'll drink a Beck's
Contact another L, listen to raising hell
Run these MCs back to the lab
When I stab tracks I slash backs

Time

Carl Wilson

Youngblood

1984

at all
Cause I don't need the problem of being at your beck and call

Give me a little time
Can't always have you on my mind
Give me a little space

a marathon
I spit it on the track so all of y'all can tag along
Seven billion lives, so many people but
Every single one can be destroyed by an atom bomb

dont want to see you cry
Want you to be alright
When comes the night
We'll fly with angels in sky
I can feel them by my side
They make me feel alive

You blink you might miss this exquisite myth, rhythmic tidbit, fiction, innit?
​You blink you might miss the most tragic epilogue
Of a man who

big metrics y'alll
We was tryna cop the house moving like some tenants dog
Started in Genesis now I'm in the epilogue
Gotta' watch what I'm coooking

as they had been stolen by a rogue Goblin

We stand alone
And gaze upon the battlefield
With our army at our beck and call
Ready to reap the souls of our

on the street
To delete the weak minded, if you've got beef then grind it
Most niggaz is blinded by the glamour and glitz
But I don't fuck with that shit
Your

that water they failed to walk on /I transgressed to stop the small talk/genius heathens that decided if you lying by the way u breathing /2 wrongs don't

found its epilogue, 
What eats away at his heart will turn to look him in the eye, 

Call it fate or call it fiction, surely someone out there somewhere

narrow down on the locus 

you’ve already been taken 

in by the hocus pocus 

the candyman’s the fire starter 

you’re fire stokers 

you’re like demons

impeccable
The next page of your life story that I write be the epilogue
It's over like shoulders, girl, come closer
Let her take control of the ride, she my

I'm at the mercy of you
Your beck and call
Like a puppet drawn by string
You tell me the same old thing
I'm not your boyfriend or slave (huh)
All we