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Kill My Landlord

The Coup

Kill My Landlord

1993

to come and throw me in the cold
Tears in my eye as I'm thinking of place to stay
While I'm staring at the freebie cheese up in my plate
I heard a bang

SMOKE
I keep the tool on my hip close
Quick to swing it back and forth like A hypno
Every tip in the clip guarantees Constipation, cuz Niggas out here

Message [Re-Record]

Grandmaster Melle Mel

The Greatest Hip-Hop Songs, Vol. 1

2014

You'll grow in the ghetto livin' second-rate
And your eyes will sing a song called deep hate
The places you play and where you stay
Looks like one great

to curve now I get lots of hoes
Groupie hoes all on my dick that shit don't float my boat
Mama look at your lil boy your son turned to a star
Don't look

WcKING UP FINDING Yc MOMS-
LcYING THERE IN c COMc
HOLDING HER IN YOUR cRMS-
TEN YEcRS OLD cLL cLONE
TRYING TO WEcTHER THE STORM-
WITHOUT c PcRENT BY MY

and tie your self a not make sure the ground ain't even close
Like niggers in Mississippi how they hanging off my quotes
Listen to another one if you think

the stick bro
Don't use that phone when you making a hit yo
I'm in the trap all day can't clock out
Money is time so you better watch out
I'm on your block

Mother Amerikkka

Fashawn

Manna

2017

At times I wish I could've stayed in the womb
Somebody, anybody, what's the worth of a black life?
Or even a brown one? I heard they get found son
When

cause I'm not going to win having one argument in 40 years. It's not going to start today. First thing I tell her every morning, I look in her eyes with

the mall like I own it
Hit the dealership cop ten whips
Nah maybe three let's keep it real bit
Wherever I go got fam wit me
Sippin mai tai in the sand wit me

for a thought and a poem for a band
Keep the homies resupplied
Dad raised a good son but been gone for the ride
The look in my eyes says more than my

on Live it look like three strikes 
Only got one lung watched him run for his life 
Nigga whole run could be done in a night
Muthafuck a song is your son

when there’s nowhere left to hide?
Tell me, what do you see in me when you look into my eyes?
But if all lives matter, why I gotta die?
Stop killing us

see the horizon and the beauty of your eyes in every newborn day
So, I press on in my journey like someone who had to learn he's simply wired this way

on the bus go round and round keep pushing till the end don't loose your crown
Loss souls creep, he pussy bitch nigga don't temp me
His life it rest n peace

cheese once you count to nine 
Breathe in 
That's time, now stop 
In five 
Days gonna be thinkin'
I ain't seen me lately 
Sneak in 
Does your alternate but

that they dream 'bout in their wildest wishes
I go ham on all my hooks just like some fucking fishes
Snap on stage and blow your baby girl some kisses,

a brand
That started from bad biz
In the streets keep ya heart
Where ya home is at
And you just gotta assume
That the phone is tapped
I mean even in a group

from my third eye, right
Looking in some old cams, see a grown man
And some old trees, me loving seas

And some birds flying around the area
Blue skies

I feel my mind drift away, reminiscing on better days
My body falls into sleep while my pen slowly writes away
My eyes fall in a daze, my conscience

the creamy thighs, dreamy eyes
I slipped into a comatose state state when you walked by
Froze when you said Hi, smile mind-tricked me, jedi
Had me beggin'

still asleep
As far as me and all my people
We're building and filled with heat
A cold world when you're in these streets
Hold your head up keep your chin

retard off my body. This fucker is known by all. everyone knows he would rape you even in a stall. I hit the wall as the gaylord pounds away this son

didn’t call it quits
Graduated to a coffin on a thrill-ride scholarship
And yet I still might want a hit
I keep my wallet empty 
Debit go to Jack D