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I took a pill 
And drank kerosene
No blood running through my veins
A dead girl in a motel room 

Woke up with a teenage boy next to me
No blood

Next thing I write be murder HE wrote
Cause back in the day the song in my hook 
That was supposed your part in my book 
But you just had to be that evil

I'm about it, I ain't killin' for a bitch though
Bad on all my sides, but I ain't movin' for that crystal
Baby he a killer, he got put out by my clique

back
Whoa, lost my balance, I can't even let go. And these people, they singin' this song
They like, God, why you do me so wrong? Long live Quincy,

Pull Out Your Cut

DJ Hype

1973: Recon

2003

many an ordeal
I was laying on a stretcher kicking rhymes by Eazy-E
After falling off my bike while holding food from Mickey D's
So I chilled, had

became
Ghost rider
Do you care to believe
The paraplegic
Got impaled by a fire hydrant
And then by design
It intertwined his spine with
The microfibers

death tolls
Laughter, love ones embrace
Bloodied nose and sunken face
Stomach cramps sing their songs
Juggling both hands with right and wrongs

Now we

Me and my nigga we like Tyler and Earl
World kept spinning around till it started making me hurl, really
I wish the best now that my nigga really

the prison bars for the sanctum
The earliest
Stencils I shaded are theirs to dandle
Nestled in the frames of my parents mantle
Adolescence shaped by pressure

I'm walking down through the forest
Telling souls to go with their rest
Standing by the line of the death
Run away to cut out your breath
Such

with my mind
Tryna survive and leave the pain behind
Haunted by my thoughts
But they won't let me be
Like a ghost in the night
They're all I see
Running

the mystery of life is a song song song
So we sing it so we can become come come united by the love love love
Cuz there can never be enough enough enough

But it's like I’m living in a ghost town
Man, how does that work?
Promise I won't be defined by my past work
But my last work spoke to 'em
Some still

I see a world
Run in like a fox 
Sound in like a race 
a race to win hearts

cnd im sitting here
Waiting on a song
Fallin for the stars 
cm I deaf

evoked and rose, his foes couldn't stand against him and the Holy Ghost, no

Speak my heart, my soul, I will
Speak my love unending I will
Upon

left to say 
Haunted by the ghost of me 
Suffer just to relive the memory 
Leaving only the ghost of me 
I'm bleeding out 
I'm digging my way through

You're still the ghost just running out for cover
Through the tall grass of the same songs you loved
And when the music changed you
Went out of step,

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Riding round my city yeah you know that I'm thuggin
I got a pistol on my hip nigga know that I'm clutchin
Surrounded by some killas all my niggas is

bitter paves a path
My rebirth leans onto death 
Weave and wax now disappear
The taste of sweetness running out
See the new dawn as I rise 
Casting bitter

Title:  Price On My Head
Words Stanley Boyd
Music By:  Michael G. Ronstadt

A price on my head  for walkin' clover, for wishin' (on) rainbows, for

to die for
This life is something to die for
Hip hop is something to die for

Fear of death crept unasked. Shear bravery left unmasked. Close my eyes, hear

Falling down

Flying higher we are going up
Something beautiful I feel the rush
Just you and me baby, we can go to sleep baby
And play my songs on repeat