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at your alter lies you believe
Controlled by fear and exploited by greed

Go fuck your religion
It don't speak for me
Your prophets and your saints
Just

and beat myself up
Not enough skin for the bruises, the abrasions, and the cuts
And I'll leave quite a mess for the city to clean
A life torn asunder by

noticed
By the OGz they're fakers flaking
Fam ain't a thing they snitching (freaky )
We rolling
Say roll it
We focused (Is that Mabida)
Started with Jessy

so its fuck opinions
Bitches ask what you do for a living none ya business (Ashley Banks)
Mind Ya business
I got Gucci work designer fitness 
Good work

I find my eyes in every face I see
Though looking near, my gaze is far away
Survive the fire by reaching for the flame

My heart beat drums inside

Quik Is the Name

DJ Quik

Quik Is the Name

1991

beat your ass as if we was playin' Tecmo Bowl
I'm a producer if a rhythm is dope, I choose it
And I hope you know I'd rather be dope than use it
I was

will stay the same
If we sit and do nothing
No one can take the blame
If we can't work it out, would be a crying shame
We won't get anywhere by playing

skipped a beat, it’s beaten black and blue, hear me scream in a waiting room. 
I want to walk, head held high, find the strength to walk right on by

that echoes through my bones
The reverb's all I know
Do you feel it?

There is a song, muted by your pain
The melody remains, so sing it

There is

beat your ass as if we was playin' Tecmo Bowl
I'm a producer if a rhythm is dope, I choose it
And I hope you know I'd rather be dope than use it
I was

schooled by the boy who's only messing
I mean what are you thirty, don't step to me, please quit flexing
And once I spit a verse it's always in your head

3
Foxy was my favorite but Lauryn style inspired me
Classics and no rapper will get to replace it
They blame it on the kids and say we too

If its torn, I'll sew it
It's kinda off beat yeah I know it
The styles I originate, I don't wait for fate
I practice love not hate
But MCs get ache

Ménage a trois if the bitches let me, and I think they gon' let me
One just call me Papi seconds later it's bukkake
She move too A.K.A. First bitch let

Like back in the shack with Mady
Oh, no... 
Actually it's Ashley 
So pack up some of this gassy, grassy
Green 
Sticky fingers for mari-ju-ana nasty
Gon'

pourin out your hair
Nigga, any f**kin time nigga, any f**kin where
Make 'em bleed is the motto that, I live by
If you f**k with me it's a must you die

has a luck as good as mine as good as mine

All I live by is the truth in my heart
All I listen to is the beat of my heart
And this is what it says,

one spot is mine permanent
Predict a hit before it drop
It's fire when the is locked
Sync a beat and keep the streets hot
Seven digit's clock mandatory

shaky
But I know that this ain't me
I can't be lazy
Gotta go get it by any means
You might question might my moves
On the quest for my dream
I love my

to greet this shawty that I never met
Man It was shaking like she was when I was through with that
Last night I laid the pipe on my hitta girl
I blame

ain't even gotta ask me
Two twin clocks right by my side, call em Mary Kate and Ashley
Don't nothin' beat that double but a triple, cross
And if a nigga

Nothing like losing your favorite
Human cause you lost your patience
I know that you could've saved it
But I'll take all the blame
You're my favorite

To Catch a Predator

Insane Clown Posse

Bang! Pow! Boom!

2009

the neck first
'Cause it hurts, get 'em where the blood squirts
Carve his whole face off and make him eat it
Chain him up by the foot in the basement,

Sweet and Gentle

Alan Dale

America's Greatest Hits, Vol. 6: 1955

2006

I'm walking
I'm haunted by that cha cha beat
I hear the rhythm start
When we are talking
I do the cha cha in my sleep

I was sweet and gentle
(He