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true intruders
Snatching up shitty rappers that's a poopa scoopa
You was brandy tyna be down
Live by the Mississippi tell me how the fuck you see nile

dies by this disease
In record numbers indeed
Got momma's crying out please
My baby hold on
My child ain't done nothing wrong
Still I want to holler
Ask

tell me what's going on
I'll tell you what's goin' on-uh

Nelly:
What's going on 'cross seas
Every minute a child dies by this disease
In record numbers

a Negrodamus canvas
Rryna restore the feeling before Niggas In Paris
Before the culture vultures can feed off the carrion
Let me live a marathon of that Harlem

Been men since we creeped in,
Schemin' to keep raising ceilings
Bars so fly that we coast the sky,
Don't mean to boast but we mostly
Homies low-key

up?)
No, she look like a set of keys

May I die from a hand that is not black
Lie down my crown where Mike Brown dropped at
At the spot where he was

The Story

E-40

Tha Hall of Game

1996

And this dis goes on, again and again
Uh, Uh

I think it goes, ya live by the dirt, ya die by the shovel
You can repent and come with god or you can know

Cingularity Point

Canibus

C of Tranquility

2010

I always came back busting rhymes that were special
Back then, I wanted to impress you by addressing the truth
Nowadays, I'm just confessing in

celebrate death

I once refused to live in harmony 
Was like the rest and lived Demonically 
Guided by Spirts seen the monstrosity
These rites of passage

by silently
Waiting nice and quietly
For the protests to end so you can whisper "finally"
And get back to your "nice" family
Ignore the single black

y'all I'd rather eat a handgun
Going stupid in this bitch like I am dumb
Yo I think I'm boutta end up with a black lung
Fuck a fan fuck a rat and a random

pass me
‘Cause I can pass it on to the lil’ kids passed me
As long as they having fun and some laughs
I can live on leaving the sun in the past

whips

And I get what I want, I gotta have it
I'm in the back of the class, just me in my thoughts
Riding round town in that red key hawk
You gone stay

sit and live in my shell
By myself every night I burn bright
In this pit of hell
That manifested with these rhymes I
Write to contain the blaze

Well, I’m sorry black people but jail is exactly where murderers are supposed to go
So
I’ve been in my flow
Of all of my thoughts in pain and emotions

lemons
Denied by my kind, but I'm still grinning
Maybe I should have been more collusive
I love Black Lives but I'm too inclusive
Bet this won't get many

You Should Know

Busta Rhymes

You Should Know

2017

new bars
Influenced by many but I'm a whole new star, yeah
There's levels to this but I'm a whole new floor
They talkin' keys to success but I'm

the comments now, I rather talk to God
He told me keep on making music, stay up on your job
I pull up, my haters acting like they cannot see me
Music in the key

a cage and lost the 
Key (woah woah woah)
They like how u do the shit u do just watch and see (see)
Melanated bitch right by my side like hennesey (agh)

Keep Watch

Wu-Tang Clan

A Better Tomorrow

2014

Cease, B.I.G., boy
And Funk Doctor Spock, I mean Redman that's not Leonard Nimoy
88 keys on the keyboard
I'm down to catch wreck, take them first three

don’t let
Anybody in this room feel comfortable
It’s just me and my baby
Rock a black tee low key with the drip
But don’t rockabye me
Don’t sleep

him if black
lives matter, it feel good to be black
But you know where we at (Know where we at)

I got more than fifty shades of grey (I got more

the revolution will not be televised
The revolution will not be televised
The revolution will not be brought
To you by Xerox
In 4 parts without commercial

where i sleep, now give me my key

[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with