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I Can't
Deal with that
I Failed my past
How
Can you
Think I'm moving shady on you lady
Im only doing right by you
Why you going off in that High Tune

Executioner

When the pendulum falls down
One will meet their end
The others I choke in the cellars
My dungeon grave I defend
My vengeful soul set loose
From

Hands in the dirt, grindin', bloodied knuckles screamin'
Regime tyrants feastin', but we hunger for a meanin'
Fascism's iron grip, their lies clog

The Art of Easing

Digable Planets

Blowout Comb

1994

the platinum voice
Like syrup, for delf roaming, the New York boroughs
As they temp our perms, plus I ride the iron worms
Uptown across down, from the boogie

seductive tunes
how can i resist?

i went to bed at dawn with the pre-test leaders
an artificial dance with the midnight creepers
there were holes in

[Experiencing order:]
Through sonorous lands my senses float
Mesmerized by an harmonious note
Which are leaping from a string within
I'm holding

I'm lost and I'm in it
Can't tell by the pendulum swinging
That this right here will my last minute
This time it feels infinite
Goddammit, just

ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight, incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans

as the tune smacks
(Square in the butt) Pete gave me the cue
So I'ma put up or shut up until my jam is through
But for now I want to freak em, so I'll embark

Street Opera

Ghostface Killah

GhostDeini the Great

2008

float funny when you surfin' the water 
I'm that dude slangin' pack by the border 
I love my life, I live it twice, cause it's up to me sorta 
You

It's like a soccer match
Back and forth across the pitch
A pendulum of sorrow
But all you do is bitch
On the outside looking in
But encased in broken

a peak, make the speaker tweet
Iron Sheik camel clutch a beat, rappers take your seat
In fact punch a clock, it's my time to rock, dock the known like

ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight, incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans

a good one
Soon we'll say back to the
Tunes and being top guns
And yet we'll never regret and say
This is what we should've done
The clock she runs c'mon

when you surfin' the water
I'm that dude slangin' pack by the border
I love my life, I live it twice, cause it's up to me sorta
You a fool with

Iron Mike Sharpe was a squash match king
But he drew some decent heat when he'd step in the ring
Though most of his matches would end in defeat
He

A Taste of Aggro

Barron Knights

Twisting the Night Away

fixed my crownAnd as I slept, he filled my mouth with ironHe said "Rinse out your mouth, with the medication spit it outIn the receptacle by your side,

Age of 16, Lemmy came by
Put Rock in my Punk
God save the queen
And eat the rich

No remorse for a broken heart
Iron fist or deaf forever 
It’s

Unspoken Word

RZA

RZA as Bobby Digital in Stereo [Bonus CD]

1998

Bobby's goin Digital 

Hoverin the city inside the Wonder Woman's invisible jet 

Clouded by the Meth we move undetected 

in secret society sects,

Yeah, is the tune on? oh, it's on basically
I got Streets in the booth with me
Dedication trois

Now let me talk my shit
Fresh up out the water like

get lost inside another time frame 
I watch the clock run both hands move in unison the pendulum swings 
My windows fog up from my labored breathing
I

Jokerman
WRITTEN BY: BOB DYLAN

Standing on the waters casting your bread
While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing
Distant ships

We sail the cosmic seas on ships of iron and steel
With eyes that gleam like fire our fate we will reveal
We raid the starry heavens plundering

Hanging down from the ceiling ... the old pendulum now rests,
Time stands still ... - like iron - ... in the house of the dead.
Our fragile souls lie