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Born in the 80s and I've been there since
(Glam and glitz)
From Jersey shore across to Los Angeles
(Sunset strip)

Ladies of the 80s love their

pushing that pack
I'm talkin' big shit, I'm talkin' major
I got a iPhone, you got a pager

Don't got a Glock, well, let's see where it lays at
Foe what you

karma get to blowing in your face
Life beating yo ass &
You can barely catch a break
You
Owe these people money
And that pussy they won't take
You can

like we see it? 
Appalled at our own achievements
Applauded by enemies and made fans of our disbelievers
Damn, I'm a different breed, lift my hands

We Can Do That Too

Sunz of Man

Freedom of Speech

2004

Waitin to be the first draft pick out the crowd
It's just a circus cause why'all some fashobi clowns
You know damn well you owe and that you stole that

Ghetto

The Dayton Family

F.B.I.

1996

streets, so I run with the ghetto mob
They give me a ghetto check, three dollars that's no respect
Not enough to survive, so I break me a ghetto neck
I pop

Hocus Pocus (Want some candy) 
By Angel Lopez

(Want some candy…) 
You got me under your spell 
Its just that voodoo, 
That you do when you move,

like a missile
Cold like polar, add it in solar
Is a young nigga movement
Damn, tell me what's the deal, though?
Young Veggies and I give it that deal

Back on a Mission

Cirrus

Mortal Kombat Annihilation

1997

It's a ratatatatt on the nucleus of your brain cell
came to rock the funky joint so I might as well
get on the one
and have some fun
and drop a break

Behold my Servant
Whom I have chosen
My beloved with whom
My soul is well pleased
I will put my Spirit upon Him
And He will proclaim justice

flame
On road going crazy road rage
Want smoke then well take a smoke break
I just wanna unwind
But mob my blood type
All my bros is brothers from time

bitch
Narrated by David on the BBC, bitch
Your dilapidated raps will be crushed by thee
Histio and Bake Lo, two demonous beings
We be running the track

and tear, weary tears 
bandoleros like 'Cav, how you get so brolic?' 
Well the weed hydroponic, the pen on hydraulics 
See iconic be the sign of the comet

down, down
All the way down
Right
Yeah, I'm off and distorted

Off the course of what's goin' on in the world
This motherfuckin' mic checkin' LO
Tryin'

we always make it work
I always find a way to make you smile and gag
We do it for a while we take a break and get back
Hit it from the front by

My Old Home

K'NAAN

The Dusty Foot Philosopher

2006

and hand me down poetry
It's brick white-washed walls widowed by first paint
The tin roof top humming songs of promise while time is
Locked into demonic

in my life
I don't wanna break up 
And I'm just asking why 
I never have good luck 

You know that I'll testify (ay)
In my back i'll take a knife

bitch
Throw it back bitch
Shake that ass bitch
Show em that you're that bitch
Fuck it up bitch
Aye it's Chanel bitch

Damn. I'm high as fuck right now
You

Still I'm speed racing like I know where I'm going
Still hoping in the whip
Knowing damn well pouring up
Cause see it can turn out
Way worse than expected

Yeah this is my hood
If you ain't from there man it's all good
But you'll get shot down get it understood nigga
In my hood
I'm from the lo wind south

LO gave me love but we knew damn well (We knew)
There's a limit when you're skin isn't pale
This to say headed after a dream
And if they continue

Popping a bean
Fuck what you mean
These Niggas are hoes you might as well clean
I'm at your door it's Halloween
Not looking for candy this ain't

How are you feeling?
How are you feeling?
How are you feeling tonight?
Well, I'm feeling like I wanna go take a flight to Rome
Long way from home,

like "damn, oh well"
She say's "it's not fair"
She don't really care
And I don't know where
Don't know where she went

Not bringing me down
Not bringing