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Um alright
There's nothing else its just me saying alright
STAY AWAY FROM MY VODKA
You a zombie pop yo head like a balloon bitch
Snap of a photo

Livin That Life

RBL Posse

Ruthless By Law

(chorus)
It's your life, don't be stupid though (4x)
'cause when you waste it

(Black C)
Livin that young life
Where nothin nice runnin from the vice

(You're crazy) On the Jaguars
Fuck it, on the Jaguars
I'm a Pats fan, put a thousand on the Jaguars

People enslaved by their psyche
They follow the rules

Quotables

Tonedeff

Archetype [CD & DVD]

2005

piece of shit raps get bitch-slapped
'Til it's all pitch black like Satchel Paige
Session - and I must be dissing a tramp

Man, nobody likes me, I

Up to speed slowly
On the low key, Kindles is phony D
Taste stale
See the world in shades of gray-scale
Right there in black and white
Protected by

Hotel in Sydney

Hopsin

No Shame

2017

all in tips, ha ha"
I said, "Girl, you must take me as a big jackass"
I'm like, "Please, we both know money is hard to come by"
Her bullshit might

and every spoon black in the drawer
Mama used crack and his pops shoot smack in his arm
He just use that, it's all of the fuel that's in these bars (woo)

thinking a lot
Maybe this will be hard
No harder than being black, sent behind bars
And runnin and duckin fast from cop cars
We live in a culture where we

confessing to crimes I committed
Was caught by your innocence, wished it was mine
The only victim of a victimless crime

[Verse 3: Crescent Moon]
Echoes fade

migraine is worse than my credit

And I got holes in my pockets
Like the ulcers in my tummy
Some receipts in my wallet stuck
To something black and gummy

Label Al Massiva, komm
Wir zieh'n in den Krieg!
Der mit Katjuschas eure Gegend zerschmettert
Hab mit 'ner Black Gun Beretta
All eure Rapper zerschreddert

Roll on the song and um, this beat's blasting
In radios, parks, clothes emporiums
House speakers and school auditorium
You can tell by the new def Fila's

Wirklich nur von filigransten Latina-Händen hier zusammengerollt die ganze Scheiße
Und zwar ist das hier die Gurkha Black Dragon, Freunde, ne?
Und das ist

Bleed

Young M.A.

Herstory in the Making

2019

the fiends
Hop in that Maybach tell the driver um, curtains please
Rich and filthy still rock silky red rose certainly (uh huh)
Black and blue, that gray

on this like Trident
(Kind of what?) Kind of hard to swallow ain't it?
If you can't get the picture then let me paint it
Now, um, you're just a scrub

That's What You Get

Lil 1/2 Dead

The Dead Has Arisen

1994

fucking with the small guys
Now you got black eyes and your punk ass realize
That you can't fuck with us little niggas no more
We going looney, crazy,

and Again
Hold up
Wait
I stack it Again and again
Me & Los it’s a problem
Chicago to Atlanta
Foreign rides and designer
She black & white like a panda
MC wit

Now bring the mothafucking beat back 
I ain't here to play with u niggas 
I spit black, no cap 
Enquanto tas a ostentar figas 

Fuck atenção I got

esse beat, certo
se liga aí
vamo e convenhamos

sem pela nutela-gourmet em praia de black trunk
velha escola, illmatic não é goosebump
avisa pro teus fã

A boy is born in hard time Mississippi
Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty
His parents give him love and affection
To keep him strong

smarts, that’s my thing
It’s not enough to have balls, Spalding, ha
One day by Starbucks
I bumped into a guy rocking black Chucks
He said “Excuse me,

fault, nah bro
I been on the top flow, top off
She been tryna top both my bros
I think Imma pop off real soon
Yeah I better blow up by June, now look
Well

chão de nuvem
Infinito bem aqui.
Lyrics by Bruna Black

The Cloud Floor
the cloud floor
infinity right there
hovering high
And scared of falling
I will

on the line
Hope there's country over yonder
On the other side

I think I'm proud to say that, um
I'm from America
And I can say that with a whole lotta