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(Ooo)
(Ooo)
Pour the gasoline
Around me
I got matches in my hand
Let the flames guide me
Guide me to my prime
Yeah, They saw me
But they ain't never

fuck with what your raps suggest they make me laugh mos def
As you get gassed by the press
Me? I'm ridin' on E, I got no gas left
I had to walk my way

like I ran through the strips put a gun in your mouth and expanded yo lips
Put my man on your chips take the band off your wrist my hand on your chick

smart reconfigure

I've just drawn the picture

So model your daughter after this Pro-black Sister

Helpin you reconsider

c revolutionary doll

Breakin

of forties
So clap your hands and hold your shorty I'm Naughty.
So here we go now, 
Holla if ya hear me though, come and feel me flow
So here we go now, 
Holla

of forties
So clap your hands and hold your shorty I'm Naughty.
So here we go now, 
Holla if ya hear me though, come and feel me flow
So here we go now, 
Holla

screaming, fuck 12
They all screaming mercy, got them by there soul
Its bout to be a cold winter

Better watch your bitch, she might run into some heat, nigga

he said he into fighting
He pull up with them hands this gun gone clap him like some lighting
Aye
Hold up bitch I'm finna go in
No I'm not Dre (DreTL)

holes in your hands that will never heal, developed from the way that you hand out
I used to back up when in came to confrontation, now I won't back down

(What should I tell your men when they find out you're gone?)
(I'll be back)
Slide em up, yea woah
Slide up em up, him his gang, line em up
We got

Walk into the Sun

Organized Konfusion

Stop and Listen, Vol. 2

1997

into the sun
From what I see it's an addiction
I'll explain to the brain about pain affliction
Grab my hand, hold it tightly
Close your eyes and maybe

Niggas dream of being ballers and shot callers, top-tier performers
They stop stare record us, they clap hands reward us
They chopped arms before us

Chiefs
God reminds me of music
Coz when you want to praise Him
He wants you to move like Khaya Mthethwa
Clap your hands like Zakes Bantwini
Lift your hands

then your dad, but at least you aren't black, right
Meat's taste better when you hunt it
Humans are persistence predators, put bluntly
How ironic, this

by the culture of rap
A vulture of facts
Picked clean the sculpture of that
That being the lines out of a speaker
Crack feind, black teen that never

Birthday Dress [Bonus Track]

Lil Playy

Now, Vol. 40

2011

(birthday dress, birthday dress)

Girl you on that
First time I seen her I said I'm on that
Now I'm on that
I think I did good, Hand clap
Now I gotta

got a new nigga by the moaning
Ugh
Turn this shit into a crime scene
Clear your vision, and get the visine
Step it up, or get to hiking 
When I speak no

Issawn

Tonedeff

Archetype [CD & DVD]

2005

V1 (16)
Slack fucks, back it up, Act rough, smash cups/
Crack thumbs Catch a lump, The mad rush anthem
Jab Guts, Slap Cuffs on hands of strapped

and hold your mic
Then aim it at the whole vice squad just like ???
Rollin like every prototype was dolomight
One man recall his ice inside his gun hand he

at a dead heartbeat. (beep) Bring back that boom bap!  I make your toes and hands clap. 

Yo intelligence and wisdom don’t go to Prison, caught up by the isms

ripples your face
Like you jumped out of plane

VERSE 1 - ASTRO HIGH
Pulling up with a skirt on a Sunday
Leave your man in the dirt by the highway
Blap blap

sure
She will be back

Yeah I'm relaxed
But please dont make me clap back
Else Captain K'nuckles
Will be throwing hands at y'all
You ain't no leader

Black-empowering 
Mutt

She put the power in my hands son
Said I'm way more than handsome 
Took me back to when my mother's last name was Hanson
Fair maiden 
Got her

and get yourself a brand name
Looking for wisdom I think I know where you can cop it
There's a little black box that you keep in your pocket
Old busts
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