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Years gone by, but all I got are moments
And memories of what you use to be, I got to hold them
Knowing the fact you left me here but now I'm all

as some companies ejaculate their poisons into nature because that need
Pleases, their evil ways I mean Jesus, Christ walked this earth and now some

a fan of it? Whatever gets the family fed
But that's my place in this dead poet society
The new undertake with all due propriety

Questioning creativity

what it was?
What was it Marty?
Well it wasn't Arizona
I can tell you that right now
Ron, they were looking at
Some dirty pictures and
They wanted me

been actin' like a cannibal
Yeah, you creepy, you fake
Uh, antelope
Oh, really?
You've been in the sky, with no skilly, you're dead
Yeah, I know that

of shot poppers now you're fucking body droppers
A bunch of hurt kids without motherfucking fathers
Freddie Gray was murdered by corrupt fucking coppers

to tell me
That I'm not alone
That I'm not alone
Yeah, I been on the run and now I'm running out of breath
I been through so much stress and can't even

ain't got no legs
I'ma keep makin' your bitch suck dick, I'm stuffin' her head

Oh shit, you're stuffin' her head
Beat a bitch down all night, I'm

hard to find so I beg you don't at me
Please stop capping when you're rapping I say stop trapping
But I'm trapping now it's no talking it's all action

know I'm gone
Karma is exactly what my momma is
B!tch!! You never f#cking call your kids
Now I'm fed up with all of this
Fingers up intolerance, don't

a bad bitch played her Frank Ocean Ivy
That was all it took now she wanna be my wifey
Bad bitches love CC amen
Bad bitches I only hit 10's
Flexible bitch

buy you drink I do that all the time you’re privileged 
Make you no dey pour me spit for face na drink we come to drink and vibing to the music make you

say you're for all, but your actions don't show it
You trip women over and cause for them to fall, that or you follow them
Maybe even both, now women

himself that we're next up
So gone keep yo head up
Even when you're fed up
Aye, look baby mama trippin' been a week since I kissed her
Shawty still trippin

circle
Swear mums honest 2 who that we won't murk you?
Swear that we wont urch you?
Saw you shiver at the sight of some brown boys
Let me know who came

your residence
It's not my fault, I just want to get paid
Now watch as financial aid, becomes a modern day Viking raid
Berzerker rage! Step in my path,

matter
And blood splattered
All over walls
As your soul goes away
I
Love the feeling of power that I have over them
You're dead now
But I promise there'll

You acting smoothly, but blows only bruising
So out slips a blade and it's thrust at you loosely
Now blood appears oozing, that's what you get for

Photo Session

Kool Keith

Bikinis N Thongs

2009

Back door delivery, the mailman remember me 
Don't front now, them breasts are ready, I'ma milk the cow 
With rockets that blow, paralyze your anal

gotta stay focused and I gotta stay alive
So what's wrong?
You got caught in you're lies
You got caught in something, and now you got your hands tied
Is

More

Stereo Rookie

Something for Everybody

2005

stop 
Keep it comin' 
Keep on comin' for more

It's that brown man from long islandin' shores 
Got a way with women, so I get away with yours

look down bro, yeah soul levels high, soul levels low, need a better vibe don't look down bro.

Searched twice by the feds now they've taken my bens

now you're calling me up, nah, son stop 
I'm a kid but I'm a killer
I'm a saint and I'm a sinner
I be having convos with my demons like it's Sunday

Skeptics that I recollect	 
would bet that I’d be fed to my death 
Check my weapon, you drenched in sweat
If you don’t protect ya neck

I threaten