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fakeness and nervousness, hatred
Entranced by the concept of leaking on pages
Of skin without ink or a flask with no drink in it
c prompt with no flashing

of GOD
Blessed by the struggle
Put me in the ground 
I bet my flow would make a puddle 
Out of love I never caused my brothers the stumble
I only give them

It’s Cam Carter people
(Ray K on the track)
Listen
Listen the the vision
Let me make incision in my brain for the pickin'
No more bickerin' about

Luv and my nigga Young Lay
Spit that shit

Cuddies perved by the corner, stout, herb
Got me twisted, mo' cold killin murders
Them brothers gettin'

baby, now we’re found by each other’s love
So let’s stay on this track
Let’s stay on this track
Let’s stay on this track
Let’s figure out this way

Step by Step

Method Man

Tical 2000: Judgement Day

1998

em in, eight million stories 

in the naked Mr. Method, Blade Runner 

Blood stain on my track record, top gunner 

Chorus: Method Man 

You

Without you I would die
You give me butterflys
Smoke like all night
Keep you by my side
Way up on a vibe
Them shades is polarised
Feeling so high
I'm kinda

You should know I'm a rap bot I am not no human, no
You're trying to beat me down uh-uh not today
I'm not your normal rapper I'm killing 'em in

you rappers all whack
Can't go without mentioning drugs on a track
You niggas be stupid get up on yo act, ay
I'm tired of you niggas
Say you would run

call my shorty Eminem
Said She gotta crush on me call her Lil Kim
But we don't do the hush stories send
My mans to him & him

I was off the block till I

checking for beats unpleasant
I eat up a track and hit your producer up for seconds
Remember I'm the face, so lace me in the line-up
The bars that I could

a Track for me

for I have no Desire as of yet to sleep

I said Hey Mr DJ lay down a Beat for me'

for I have Rhymes to spit

and no Place to be

Hey Mr DJ

to stay on track
All of us strapped up ain't talking laptops
Everyone 'round me they stay with a Mac
None of us goin' for none we'll shoot for each other
If

Hear you all the time
I don't really care about that
Real ones on my side
I can guarantee you that
If you by the line, put you back on track
Fuck

I do this for me
I do this for you
For every time they wanted me to lose
For the the mom who lost her son a noose
And you ain't even see that shit

ain't a sandwich
Without miracle whip
And the track ain't on fire
'til I spit my shit

Well gon' spit yo' shit
Nigga you spit yo' shit
Gon' spit yo' shit

fly (Straight up)
Now I gotta fly without you holding me back (Yeah)
Now I gotta fly (Yeah)
Now I gotta fly on my own, on the right track (Taking off)

all to fight
We're all sensitive
Don't lie like you ain't
Cause by the night
You'll definitely be ranting bout somethin' you hate
And complaining

I got the chillest vibes
The illest, the realest rhymes you'll ever find
With the hip lines
Making heads bob like Eminem in his prime
No filter

Without concern
Gimme my turn
Before we pass the point of no return

Here we go
Passed the point of no return
Lost control
Yeah we let the fire burn
Passed

Remember to be patient cause the process takes a while
The real success don't ever come to you without the trial
Errors teach you lessons later that

Life Without You
By Brad Dassey
6-8-2023
 
BRcD: Babe, yeah, so, a random hater said
You should really get off my tracks cuz you're too fat...

Jack the Ripper

DJ Red Alert

Beats, Rhymes & Battles, Vol. 1

2001

Milky, and I'm back 
My ace in the hole was this brand new track 
I'ma slow it up and speed it up and now you're gonna eat it up 
Listen

Road to Zion

Nas

Welcome to Jamrock

2005

And police weh abuse dem authority
Media clowns weh nuh know 'bout variety
Boom

The youngest veteran ah go murder dem slow
Ragga muffin sent to call me