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Hit It Up

Sporty Thievz

The Best Man

1999

twism, quit rapping and stick to living
You like a - cycle dawg nobody like you
I'm in the cockpit with hot -
And just like money in Titanic
I'm teaching -

Solar Wills

Angelcorpse

The Inexorable

Vielfour fiery
Four corners race- stretch infinity
Cataclysms celebrate
A whirling soul ablaze with spirited gleam
A silence made sullen by

crushed by the sole of the
Seed the woman
Yeshua soldiers bruh
Sit back relax let him take control of ya
Game in need of renovation why we holdin up

and my boys stay clan'd up
I'm impeccable, Mr. Incredible, y'all are my sons imma dash when I get to the pedestal
Off this edible, kick back in

This shit by ourself each year then it's a redo
Cuz annually niggas forget I'm ill we see who
Got potential
Flex ya rental
Niggas is accidental
Got ya

me
Cutting thistles, paint drying on your face, wherever you stand is a wonderful to be

So cycle safely in the clothes of yesterday and here by Rootle

Circus in town
And we're all here to bow

Burning the flame
A sentimental rage
This ain't the same
As our grandfather's page
One by one we watch the calm

Of course
Shitty cycles I'm fucking tired of
So I broke em
Big spender
Getting money and chain smoking
Big tipper
Know I'm with you
Been in them kitchens

do you hide
The terror in you is I
However much you smile
May it always be a lie

Suggested by the heavens
And the darkest depths of hell
I welcome you

I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I couldn't keep my eyes open, couldn't catch my breath
Got caught up in a cycle of lascivious lies

killed
Over some dumb ass shit
How you think I feel
When I see every other post?
A man who resembles me
Gets casually smoked
By some so called hero
Who

don't just join in
You was anointed by the main one
And if you got a problem, then just say something
But if not, then let's blaze one
Ok son
Now watch me

the holy bible
Either you sheep
Or you a disciple
Y'all recycle my lyrics
Because you know it's vital
I'm homicidal
I'll put you back
In a fetal cycle

sought to claim
Taken out a home
Broken city
Broken everything
Daddy in them cells
He was bonded by them fuckin chains
Family not my blood
Just my kin
With

Watoi wanakua bila grao za kucheza ma-game
Waepuke cycles za crime kwa ma-baze
Cheki miche ya future ya nchi
Ikiachwa ikauke bila maji
Na bado cracks za

clingy
When strong ones around
Attached
Like a son to a parent
Looking for a figure
It's apparent
Need The Love of others
Stop the cycle here
Get a few

Death, and destruction searching for me, yet I am still here
Alive
Death flees from the the more I seek its perfect refuge
The days go by silently

thing to stand by
And I think you should go and die
My name is MC Death. I like things to die
But the only question I have is who, what, when, where,

The rich are getting richer by the day
Whats the government expecting all of us to say
They say that they been putting in the work
E come be like say we soft

ain’t lying, brothers dying, mothers crying 'cah their son is in a casket
They’ll tell you that they love you then they’ll stab you in the back, man

dropped 'the one I love'
I Remember when I thought I wanted none
I've got two step kids and now a son
I take pride in being a dad
But You the greatest mum

the present you better be gracious
Thank God for the people that stick by your side
If you can't take the time to be patient
You'll never reap all of the fruits

the morning
From the reborn, to the teenage
Ra, the highest peak up in the sky
To Oon, the wise in the afternoon
When you become mature, looking for the cure
By

momma
Ya boy grown up
Got a son of my own
Can't be a fuck up
Time well spent
And the lessons consumed
Around the dinner table
Thanksgiving food
I'm