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no equal, so
I have no fear
And the rupture, it beckons
This garden of the gods
And the rupture, it beckons
How darkness calls!
Bleak architecture

Let the Rhythm Hit Em

Eric B.

Blackbeat Party, Vol. 1

like a lumberjack and me gettin' hit back
It won't be none of that, I'm untouchable
You see me in 3-D, when I let the rhythm hit another M.C.
Lyrics made

Until you hit the ground
If there's a god here
Listen carefully
I'll forgive you the mess you made
If you forgive me
Feet bound think I'm drowning, okay

when I think of her it seemed really sketch
My self esteem was low probably as it could get
Made me take steps that I would later regret
First fucking

selfmade men run everything and this is what they say
"once upon a time, we had an idea
Mr big thought it was a damn good idea
Together we made the idea

now I'm scarred by the ruthless, toothless, serpent chasing me in the park

I was eating apples, then it got dark woke up breathing
Heavy swimming from

to eat it
And that's when the Eve made a stance for the weakness

You are burned by the lust
You strayed away from the truth
Its comfortable to lie to your

toast up, then drink back my bloodline
They tried wipe my culture
They started telling us die, selling them lies shelling hospitals
Getting by on a daily

maybe, I’d be happy for a while
But quarantine it made me shiver
‘Cause House of Pies it don’t deliver
No pie on the doorstep
What if there’s no more left?

a killer since the day I was old boy
I got new things and old toys
But come around me man oh boy
Hallelujah
Praise God for these mighty blessings
I’ll

Impatient
Fuck you waiting for?

Let me explain 

Let me let me explain

I was looking for the wave 
on the way to the brain
On the way back 
Made a sack 
Who

The video was made by Ezell Ford's cousin
KCAL 9 Elsa Ramon is live tonight in Mission Hills
where she's been talking to the Los Angeles Police Protective

and got paid my own visit by god
The moment I saw the heartbeat, mines had stopped
I left the room speechless, man I was speechless
Tearing out my eyes out

When I was young we were dirt poor
That made my moms and pops work more
We aint know much about the women work force
Now Im tryna make the government

tablet inscribed by the finger of God
A heavy hard rock hammer and chisel surprise
It's a hard knock life at the door of demise

A spiritual response

here that could stop me
Not by myself GOD right above me
I paid my fucking dues
In and out the hoops
Back against wall, but I was never built to loose

Measures up to lots of pleasure
That’s why I made this special for you 
My love 
Matter and mass equates to attracted 
Exactly so why are all these other

to mass and after her dad the pastor called me a bastard
I was shocked 'cause I didn't think pastors cussed
So I looked at dude and said, "What the fuck?"

me 
i be in the streets u tryna find me 
if i was hair u couldn't die me 
cuz i been in squares u can't line me
we made sales by the ockie
boy i run

Pictures of fields without fences shangri La
And Jesus, Jesus in a bowl of germs

(don't get scared dad)

After all god loves this whole of worms
But

my friend of violence
i fear the silence
the noise leaves me noid 
but i still have to try it
hooked by denyin
addicted to lyin
cheatin two timin
im

too anxious
Cannot move, cannot sit
Cannot sleep feeling restless
I think about a god and if it's made in my reflection
Is it me inside this mirror

everything
It took a better me to keep on peddling
Even though it was repetitive it made me grow more than I ever did
I don't believe in medicine
When you tell

a livin' is hard, had to leave it to God
Even he put me on, I could bless any song
Par Excellence, and I ain't even been to France, but I can take you