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Karma Hotel

Spooks

Hitbox 2001, Vol. 2

keys and said "Go to the fourteenth floor"
So in a flash I was there, cold knock on the door
Bombarded by cigar smoke, the smell of Hell and War
And when

dey punch bars
But I no get attorneys
I be tout
Lyrically the father with the mic
I be your luther king
Avoid me back to back
Before Tupac go pull up

the math to craft the illest scriptures from my temple
I don't give a fuck about the business or the industry
Hip hop is from the streets, for the streets,

happened, yes you were worth all of the time
Yes, you were worth the time
I'm ready to be back inside your presence Laughing rolling a Dutch
Repeatedly give

trynna observe my moves
Curbside Smoove lay niggas in the dirt by noon
Nerds I knew can't even solve the work I do
Five hundred every week but see I'm

the one to fuck a dude up in the sheets
So I smoke a little
Get a little stoned and record a little
Little by little I surpass the middle
These hoes got

- The dopest show in the land of the snow by now everybody knows that we're better than blow-

- In up on stage when we display the homegrown we've

Today, we'll start with some exposure and response therapy.
This approach helps us in managing compulsions and obsessions
By gradually exposing you to your

a rag
Or strangle your dad
Put yo bitch back in a cast
I'm gonna give your sister a baby
And do your mom in a dash
In the back of a cab
The money ain't

Accentuating syllables, connecting with the spiritual
Deflecting all the miserable, by talking my desires
Even in a cipher when i'm hollering pass that
Holding

the skies up above come tumbling (down)
And life as you know starts crumbling (round)
And karma has you hanging on by a string
No one owes you anything
(no

hearin' a hiss
Give me the head then get out of my face
If she act good I might get her a lace
Punch him in the chest turn him into Ace
Leave his body dead

I'm on my Philly shit
Krush Unit Gang is who I represent
See we the truth and that
Shit is self evident
Like godsend the German Lugers give you shots

Wicked Ways

Sunz of Man

Gangsta Rap [Simply the Best]

2001

Jew is you, Jeremiah fourteen and two 
Enforced by the Hebrew 

Ya hovered by the eagle, America is evil 
Let no man deceive you, beat you,

Miami streets
Fidel Castro on a T, Kap
See how fast you get approached by Those who actually have seen
They friends get shot up for refusing to redact

That is the distance that lays waste
But we gotta do our jobs, like Samu up in the corp
Remember the time when Mr. Hussain left his slippers by the cops

Like swimmin' no boat you're fishin'
Put you on notice this isn't the norm the notion is different
Not Jordan it's Pippen not bound by voter's decisions

Crushing my meds taking a straw then give it a sniff
Then I open up to more drugs
Man gimme the spliff

Take a puff and then I kick back
Relax and enjoy

with a cast on my nether regions
Grin on my face for very obvious reasons
I ain't the kind of guy to let no girl down
I end up resurrecting, getting

bro, close em
Money been the issue for a while now
Hungry in the kitchen, I'm a raw child down by 50 cents
Headed straight to the bank with this

Promise

evil minds
Where I deliver the pure dhamma
Start singing a war chant
Who's raising the bar now?
Picking a mic up after me
Ya got better odds lifting

a laugh
Was broken he gave me a cast
Can't give up no I really can't

Now look at the way that I came with a bang
Chillin with my gang and my fam
Can't fail

my mind
Im so far gone
That you would never reach the line
A nigga really needed  time
Just to give it up
They say 48 an hour
Aint really enough
Fuck

the soldiers
cuz they know what nobody knows, I got composure
but I'm still drunk
beggin for funk
I know the Town will bust
live it up, keepin my trust