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the sky in a black Suburban
We on the late night streetsweep
Hit at least three
The price you pay and it ain't cheap
Make his frame leak when we speak
Our

my calls
Hustle hard, I got cuts in my cloths
Broken man, but nobody else knows
My pimp swag is too friendly with hoes
Flashy things, puts hate my bros

the human-sized buildings
The where you going in such a hurry
Those boring familiar faces chatting on the street
The cars taking a walk
The scent of skin hit by

know
It safes nine
So as you lay your bed
So you lay on it

Rap2
Black is the colour of the skin we’re wearing
It’s filled with the blood of wicked doing

The Faces

Aceyalone

A Book of Human Language

1998

it ain't
White like snow or black like coal
Yellow like the moon and red(read) like a book
To live or die is the plot but the face is the hook
So

Imagine, imagine this
Shooting the three like Curry and cooking I never will miss
Just like when I shot my shot and nobody blocked they cannot resist

or blaze
They ain't smoking
I don't do the mid by kid, I hate choking
Focus, back to me, myself, I
Little room, dressing room
The kid remains fly
I'm doing

built schemes that destroyed recaptcha
Hate what they see, finish this chapter
By the way we're not any geeks, we hack into NASA
Drink all the booze
Hack

through
Can't even use their body, then there's no food
Weeds gnashing at our legs in the gale
Red or yellow itches got dug out with nails
In the field, you

Righteousness at all times
So in this day and age in which we're constantly surrounded by
Division
Hate
Privilege
Violence
And Fear
We must rise above and usher

Truly Yours

Kool G Rap

Road to the Riches

1989

to the girl I hate
It's a piece of my mind rhyme put on a plate
So yo, go ahead swinger, I'm putting up my middle finger
I'm not sad or mad, I don't feel anger

I'ma still shine 
Tutored by the Kings and the X's 
It's complex how we built for these stresses

VERSE 3
There's too much hate, there's too much fear

from the wrath of my fists of war I'm giving gifts to the poor I'm bringing paint to the Battlefield colour it red, a new meaning to art of war a new

big skeeter
Reporting live from the bleacher
Sporting KC
Know they hate me
Underdog babies
Not from the 80's
From the two three
Red nose, blue toes
When

started
Still let that red beam lead the sleigh
Cause I know that this type of bag make em hate

I do my dance hit the whoa then I sway
Drop my shoulders

at least I thought I did (You know what I'm sayin)
But now I'm locked up, and I've got these 3 strikes; I'm just thinking man...
I wish I could just get

Era One

Samael

Era One + Lesson in Magic

1. Era One



2. Universal Soul

Underneath the world built by reason
Lay the foundations of a different
Perception
Putting light on a brand new

it's smoke lmk ion thin u can
Match me
Red dot on his face that shit look
Like some acne
I'm dogging these bitches I need
Me a daphne
Pop a pill for

love you and I hate you aren't mine

I look back I was so complacent
Red flags around me so adjacent
Too colorblind I missed their placements
My eyes

Maybe, this how forest showed his changelog just more n more lags
'Cause of pride for my suffer It'd cause more than red flags (FLAGS!)

Verse 3:

My

Welcome To Detroit by Trick Trick
Yeah
Yeah
Trick Trick

VERSE 3
Yeah, Uh
I'm tricky tricky
You can't catch me
I'll never stop
We're like the tortoise

the ground shakes
When he moves they ovulate
Some keep some kill
God! he goes by so many names
Bitch am sipping kasese from the Holy grail
Of holly saints

break laws, give gauze when we break jaws
Findin flaws in stars and keep the even with the odds
In head-nods, from Spanish red-head broads
And stay Trump

[VERSE 1]:
...and we got so high,
Told the plug, I need a charge, so he drove by,
"How much you need?" I said 3.5, he said don't lie,
Anything less than