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an attack by an unknown enemy

Huh
Yeah
Huh

Uh
.44 bulldog, my motherfucking pet
I point it at you and tell that motherfucker, "Fetch"
I'm fuckin'

slipped from view
And when it returned, it fairly burned
With confidence anew 

Well the thunder from my steely fist
Made all the glasses jangle
When

Years in the Making

Dilated Peoples

The Platform

2000

of town, on the bus I made rounds
I was involved in graffiti heavily
My people were Self, Tau and Freck RIP
At night I heard beats next door by QD III

shape from the shore that it meets"
It gets pulled into life by its own gravity
And it turns with the two hearts that beat

It's not the fairytale romance

Halleluhua, heigh-nonny-no
Heigh-nonny-no, heigh-nonny-no
He joined the feathered choir

Having laid him to rest by special request
In a family mausoleum
As his

Tune in
Radio station made by yours truly
Thank you so much
Just fuckin' around man
Emotionally overwhelmed
My heart it has holes to heal
Have you

I'm Still #1

Boogie Down Productions

By All Means Necessary [Expanded Edition]

1988

D-Nice and McBoo, they're down with us
Ms. Melodie, she's down with us
Just-Ice and DMX, they're down with us
My manager Moe, he's down with us

to change the game
Still Cali living but we're living for Christ
He's been the realest all my life
Showing up coming up out the cut made just
So we've got

Everything I Love

Nas

Press Play

2006

richer,
I'm a entrepreneur, I'm the heart of the city,
I'm a part of the sewers, I'm the honorable diddy,
I taste the dirt in my sweat, that's from

Frozen Puck to the Head

Captain Tractor

Bought the Farm

1997

He played in the minors, he was a puck stop
One day he drove into this truck stop
When he saw her above the crowd and the din
And his heart made

kept runnin’ through my head

Chorus
For the record I put your memory to paper
Dropped a melody in the key of G on a 4/4 beat
And I sang right through

in Fife
A' my tale, and he made a bit sang o't.

I have aye had a voice a' my days,
But for singin' I ne'er gat the knack o't;
Yet I try whyles, just

ice on my heart and put tats on my scars (no)
Might won a battle but lost the war (lost the war)
1017, we bought the bar

I got sixty shots in this

Marvin

Raekwon

The Wild

2017

April 2nd 1939, the stars is in line
Divine intervention at it's own intention
Birthed a gift
In this DC kid
He sung heavenly
Good values

calling for all this to pour in
Go all out like 2Pac

The pain was strong
Life was a haze and the days was long
Fire would blaze from the deepest place

music lives on

You made the people dance
Made the people sing
And maybe shed a tear or two when the lyrics did their thing
Like a bell that no one can

skies
So far away
We often go
From tv screens and radio
Away to Mars, a great big view
Searching for my heart
And another you
Another you
A crimson

Dallas, do Dixie in five days
Music made us leave our homes
 
Jack Kerouac, yeah he's out in the back
Neil Cassidy smiles from above
Symphony Sid is

thought it was
But it's not like a radio song
Or a May parade

It's more then the smile of hello
It's more then the kiss of good-bye
It's more then my

On Saturday mornings I'd ride to the movies,
Booted and spurred on my horse made of tin
Tie-up my cyi-use outside on the pavement
Lay down my

to treat me like a phone and take me off hold
And make your hero come so I can pour my heart and soul
I can't help but dream about the ultimate life
Two

We made Oklahoma a little after 3
Randy, his brother Bob and my old GMC
We had some moonshine whiskey and some of Bob's homegrown
We were so messed

and Big Kap on the wheels
In two laps, I give Stella Her Groove Back

My middle name must be, "Fuck You"
'Cause every time I walk by
Niggas be like,

Good Advice

Allan Sherman

Allan In Wonderland

1964

I know a man named Otis who invented a room,
And his heart was filled with pride
I said to Mr Otis, "What does your room do?"
He said, "It goes