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friends all say that I'm fucking gay
But I just say I'm not fucking gay
I know there must be a way
To see my F1NN5TER live in the flesh
Maybe engage in

Truth
Put Forth By Our Youth
Under The Threat Of Patriotic Brute, So

Use Your Rage
It Is A Weapon
We Must Now Engage

Let Trumpets Sound Our Call
Or By

dances
Inviting souls of all kinds for some answers
To suiciding the sickness by providing the fix
Exposing the wicked for what it is, letting truth live

Steppin Thru

Swollen Members

Monsters in the Closet

2002

to canvas
Ain't it the art words, painted with pain in my heart
New york to L.A., Yonge street to Robson
We get the job done and rob with tracks on

Live

all the beacons alight

When we fight in the Battle Royale

With the curse of the gods

We're the ones who must heed the call

For rise or fall

We live

Can't Think

LL Cool J

G.O.A.T. Featuring James T. Smith: The Greatest of All Time

2000

is in
I took the rap throne back
I reigned like krills in eighty-seven, my name is on the map
It feels like a razor down the middle of my back
They

and potent it's as strong as they come
I know niggas claim to be gangsters hear the shots they run
But in my lane these tings are going off just one by one

And attempt to engage in another tongue
By saying shit, I'm saying nothing at all
Just saying saying saying saying saying
These sudden surges of extroversion
Do

the police 
My nerves they start erk 
Buss first, for they get me
Too much blood spilt in the streets 
By niggas minding they business 
While he was walking

And boy that really made me weak
So when you hear me stumble on my words
Just know I'm thinking in my head
A hundred million different ways to curse
Myself

curse
I've been fucked up for a minute, bitch, my head hurts
Lost my brothers, then I got active, I put in leg work
Long live Trae, long live Tquan, nigga

yeah yeah
           
Who jah bless no man can curse eh ah say
Good against evil na evil go lost eh ah
Say
Why you tryna make tales outta my flaws
Ooou

to live? Put some cash in your purse (some money)
Or your wallet, that shit is the worse
So I'm trying to get some just by spitting my verse, my bad if I

my son and my daughter

[1] - If you had twenty four hours to live just think
Where would you go?
What would you do?
Who would you screw?
And who would

Deere
They say you reap what you sow
And the reaper's coming, so
Gotta live like Jesus 'cause I don't have long here
My passion is massive and so I'll

with a razor I'm might cut her open
Open

Yeah I got problems I engage with them daily
Ask about me on the other side
Eyes closes lately
Spirits in my

you can see the pain living in his eyes
Ridiculed by my creator, I felt Frankensteined
Stfu about your God cause you don't know my life
Been a victim

twenty-something but you would think more by the breath of my shoulder
cnd what's between them, they depth of my views, awareness and focus
clarming to the old

niggas
Forgive me for my sins just shot another nigga
I’m playing for keeps you prayin you live another week
Rapid Way To Get You murked by playing wit me

To the book of life, that changes plot
It cooks raw ice, outrageous clock
Mistook our lives for complacent crops
Still look on by and chase a thought

Streets

grim fate upon no one else
By choosing this path I have lost myself
Forgive me
You have to leave me here my friend
Accept the shield from my shattered

Whisper in my ear "I can fuck you better" (Alright)
Judge her by the head 'fore I forget her (Yes sir)
Cedric got the advance that my nigga forever (He did)

Fam wit me riding for the cause to
It's just a lot of shit I wouldn't put my dog through
I was side by side screaming fuck the law to 
But if they

your dwelling place, oh Lord of hosts
My soul longs, indeed it faints for the court of the Lord
My heart and my flesh sing for joy to the living God