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Master Your High

Aceyalone

Accepted Eclectic

2001

[Chorus]
When you see somebody stumbling when they walk by
Tell 'em "hey kid, walk straight, master your high" -> Slick Rick
Droolin from the mouth

piercing beak
to break through, sudden-swift and sure as death itself
who we knew had taken too many old souls from the home
at the top of our temporarily

me, from the demons that are crawling beside me

Good days Bad nights, wishing I could bring you home tonight
Who went, where and why?, It was hard not

the cousin
Waking up inside a pool
Full of blood and...

I can't remember that
Daily the pressure is packed
Trying to crack off of rap
Not where you from, it's

But It's OK to be afraid and not be brave 
Trust in God and I'm sure we'll be OK 
When the wolf shows you its teeth
In the valley of death 
Just take

I was depressed
Feel like I did not have a space to call my own
Fuck a tastemaker, gatekeeper, hip-hop's my only home
Blacklisted by some, top ten

It Might Sound Crazy

Daz Dillinger

Retaliation, Revenge and Get Back

1998

home. 

I keep the weed just to keep her stoned, huh 

And I'd fuck and be out 'fore dawn, huh. 

I gotta page from another homegirl named Shy. 

Baby

insane providing How y'all getting by, no flag flying
Now, y'all took from the fire, right into the frying pan
Shoulda listened to your man, he told you

wails alone
Cause her husband's not home, let's give her a bone
What of it?... 
We're Tortuga's Toughest

When you went out with crew, out to try

can hit you right where you live
In your masculinity
And not with a myth called "virginity"
This violet doesn't shrink
Or go pink very often from

gotta finish and I will not quit till I rest in peace 
I remember them days without a dollar in my pocket wondering how I’m gon eat
I remember that

façade
My business stay low-key
Y'all talk like you know me but Don't really don't know me
The true me is unknown
You'll suffer from crows feet Before you

I try not to resent myself
Don't know how to present myself
I know you hate it when I sing
But let me ask you one more thing
Do you still remember

(MadChild)
Yo, try not to often speak on subject
Unusual suspect, revenge I must get
Vengeance is mine which make me heartless
Department

I remember when a long-lost sinner met a good, good God
I remember when my heart was broken, but now it's not

I've tasted and I've seen
You've

judgment by Twelve than to be carried by six
Cuz fatal news
Could beat you home
Youre on nefarious shit
Compare your frequency to Mine lower than 808 kicks
I

What's Real

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Chief Boot Knocka

1994

[Verse 3 - Sir Mix-A-Lot]
Criticized by the main stream
For not bein the house jig and keepin things squeaky clean
But I can't, so I ain't
But I won't play

the pain that has been caused
By those who try to make our names hidden
And try to keep who we are in the dark as history is rewritten
We must be heard from

with Abstract
Took my dreams and packed that
Phoenix isn't home for a brave like me
There's not a another native that raged like E
Shot
Rapped
Or behaved

try their best
To justify this torture
By asking you who the
Slaves were brought from
As if we do not know
Tell them "Get the hell out
Every genocide

the words id like to say to her
You should know
I think your smile is warm
You could save me from the harshest storm
I could ask but its too tough
I'm not

enlighten me
I got issues deep inside of me
A good man is what I try to me
But my demons picking fights with me 
I got mama at home praying for my life to be

to change
And I pray, I pray that someday we will
But you should know you're not alone
But still we gon' fight

Yeah, yeah
I remember 2Pac said it

Waking up in this place so
Damp and dark absent from time
Paralyzed by fear that grips me
The water has eyes peering stalking me

Forward move