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December 4th

Jay-Z

The Black Album

2003

just scratching the surface cause what's buried under there
Was a kid torn apart once his pop disappeared
I went to school got good grades could behave

there any scholarships for depressed kids

I'm in danger, be my savior, I'm a miserable kid
But I bet I can solve your equations, you dig
Just take a look

You ain't really got to
Cause I fuck with me
And they ain't really nada
Look I fuck with me
You ain't really got to
Cause I fuck with me
And they

love preaching
I been living la Vida
Merely trying to learn Venus
Got to flee Mars cause Jabba man he put mad heat on us
When you're traveling

 you are a don
That is gonna get murdered, mullahed
And squirtled
When are we gonna vocal? Let me know
I am ready
Actually just got off of at the plane

brother, you are a don
That is gonna get murdered
Mullahed, and squirtled
When are we gonna go through? Let me know, I am ready
Actually just got off

(You Are Watching a Master At Work)
This level that I’m on rn is a beginner
But when the years go by I will end up as winner
The raps the I write are

Calamity me

Sweet innocence, with no pretence
You want two bob or a new ten pence

So there by chance, life in a glance
Secateurs of love, trim the family

Quran, what's the haps, kid?
(Man it's whatever
I got the heat we can do this 'cause yo)

We all one when when it comes down to it
Bloodshed and war, yo
We

Ha!
People talking like ish saying
I ain't got cash. Ha!
Rebel gang and I
Had to get it selling grass
Ha!
So fuck you pay me. Ha!

What the fuck you

you ever witnessed was on Menace ll Society
Try to sound deep and got masses fooled by your lack of rhythm
I elevate while you perpetuate your

Family

Ying Yang Twins

Chemically Imbalanced []

2006

a cousin named Ant
Dead, they say the young man only died by the head
The streets all we got it
Boys gon' be boys, me in ya hype
Teach your son to like guns

yeah that's right
You fuckin with the kid so high, grinning wide, low eyes

Just got a compliment today
Read message was like, hey
Twenty-one years in,

Really Doe

Danny Brown

Atrocity Exhibition

2016

Everybody know it's Gotti
Murder one, you've heard of them
The Revenant, the all day madness
Got it off to wipe it off, the evidence, the blood on mattress

Cement the soil
Urban-sprawlaholics
It's a different being
It's a different wallet
It's a different ruler
It's a different ruler
Got the kids watching

Club Life -
Music by Bob Baldwin
Lyrics by Marcus Anderson

CHORUS 1
There's nothing like the life
Nothing like the life, feels good
Feels good to me

Sober Thoughts

GoldLink

The God Complex

so deep in her pussy
Make a star child

Sober kids with sober thoughts
And it's okay 'cause baby, I got what you want
Sober kids with sober

with my skaters
And you sorry, you hatin'
She from Saudi Arabia
And her homie from Asia, oh my God, they naughty by nature
Doctor Evil, Doctor

go back

You got the girl, I got the kids, she's got my money, you told me so
Yeah, I never listen, this is the now, and we've been put the test 
There

Party Crasher

Method Man

Tical 2000: Judgement Day

1998

the bathroom tuckin' they shines 
Brothers got to keep it movin', playin with kids 
That won't hesitate to snatch a Cuban 
You know what this is
("Yo Duke

Your now listening to
Ha, Lone Wolf 2

Im a Lone Wolf baby, Im a Lone Wolf Kid
How I get like this I dont got no idea
Imma self made nigga dont

You Already Know what time it is
It's ya boy Krayko Breezy a.k.a The Golden Kid
Ayo I'm kind of feeling this beat right now
But I don't really got no

I've been spat at, called this and that to the point I was ready to forfeit
Now it's, "Hey, Travie, by the way, Travie," but that type of shit, you

The boys back motherfucker did you miss me
I recite these lyrics and you feel it in your kidneys
I got some real raps, and that's just what the kids