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Bag em
Rush em
Take em
Ain't no man been real can't face it
Mouth so foul you know no flagrant
Bling my line on hot no drake shit
Say good luck

up, not a stranger to the violence
Dial in the violins
It's the great white annihilating men on the island
Sound the sirens, the lions and the wolves

after you yawning
Last night was a great performance
I'm at my peak seeing everything I wanted
Gave you a warning wasn't ready so what
I can believe these

monologue was suffocating me
If I could pick it wasn’t what I’d wanna be
In a life that was plagued by despondency
I was stuck, it was anything but great

blame a man tryna rise above his station
You tell me life's a test judged by scantrons scribbled in
What? Give my life, blood sweat tears fill this pencil

sure that right prevails
Don't stop till kingdom come, maintain the flame inside
Forget where you've come from, and cross the great divide

But brother

mode I don't kid around
I learn a lot I seen a lot man I been around
Got by my doley need no hammy down
Tell where to shove don't you come around
Great

Down south
Where that band wear the blue and white
The school is in a scary sight
Be careful where you walk at night
Prime time got 'em playing right

a snake-pit
With the tank on E, hit ramps with the top down
She heard I rap, now she wanna give top now
Well I'm busy suplexing great whites
On the seafloor,

Because life is so cruel
Because paradise is not always a dream
Because no one doesn't care about you
They just call you for interest
Sometimes we

Cause this white boy style, really bring me the fame
I'll blow up one day and show you I'll be great

I've been on my grind man I'm climbing to the top

the great"
I wish I could see what they see
But my dream's only dreams
And it hurts just to think
World ain't as it seems
Every time I blink
Mind goes

Needing to love
Needing to try
You may need the same 'til you die
So Who Rocks The Chicken
Well... Who Rocks The Chicken
Well... Who Rocks

She's got black hair, white skin, cherry red lips and a taste for sin
And she's leather clad, oh so bad, don't you ever make her mad
There's no

Traphouse jumping right by the beach
Billion dollar nights all that I see
Bout nine O's sitting on the sheet
Pretty white toes all on my leg
Bet they look

fire fueled by
Umps of the empire
Who expected us to use our last
Breath to pump their tires
Should've checked the pressure gauge
(You would've been

to hate?
We can all be great
These bitches brainless, they mute
They can't relate

Bum ass niggas always rude
Tryna' bash a bitch
Minds is screwed by

the verses that I display
At the top, it's really Rome and Gunn, the comp is miles away
My style is gunpowder in the crack vial, the Don is great
Do you

Look, this is the moment that you waited for
Dick Swan and Asia get in the
Booth start cocking the gauge
We with the D-to-the-I lated
For all

The Madness

Action Bronson

Dr. Lecter

2011

Ayo, you ready? Yeah, I'm ready right, the fast life
Getting twisted almost every night, my mind is deeper
Than the voice featured on Barry White

You ain't seen nuthin' yet!)

The Gates of Heaven Await
Thrown wide by Charles the Great
We follow him through by serving his state

Glory! Glory!

The March of the Dead

Country Joe McDonald

War War War: Live

the scarlet glittering street
scarce could hear the music for the cheers
And you scarce could see the house-tops for the flags that flew between
The bells

Bitch Killa

X-Raided

X-Ology: The Best of X-Raided

2001

started running
I said "You'd better stop, cause if you don't I'm gonna be gunning"
She didn't stop so I popped on in her knee
That's when she straight-up

where was all the unity?
How dare you run and scream that Black Lives Matter?
When only shot by BLUE or WHITE, are Black. Lives. Mad-der!
What