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mean the source magazine gon prolly
Give you half a mic
When you die they might try
Bring you back to life
But if they not successful I'll
Catch you in

'm motivated by something I don't understand
I'm the man guided by the hand of the force
And Jedi Master's on the same plan
Making no sense like the rain man

ice cream, hooked on the night scene
Way back when Eric B. was a 'mic fiend'
What about the pipe fiends, got 'em in line
Sell 'em all pipe dreams, I was

mistress was danger.
Grew up in poverty, surrounded by sex, violence and drugs,
No scholarship to go to college so i became a thug.
Back then I would look

me off
With the beatness
And I still kill em all
With a razor like dofucker
Hit wack MC's to me fall

You better call the nurse cus by the time

just gotta say
I do not understand
Something is really
Something's not right
Really wrong
And we gotta get things
Back where they belong

Not

Pump

Bionic Jive

Live and Unreleased from Farmclub.com

Are you ready for a brother
With a mouth full of hand grenades?
Watch a brothers tongue serenade
With the grace of a razor blade over butter
In

to reach could be a bit difficult
Like I'm sitting in a fuckin Pentecostal Cult
You and your sorry ass rhymes are Pitiful
I'm mystical
Your unforgivable
Call

yeah, yeah)
For you to decide
If you want to try, or go separate ways
It's 3AM, i'm sitting by my phone
Just faded in the dark alone
I'm waiting to see if

the presence where this ism is.
I’m sure she’s captivated by the ism then.
We’re gone with the wind, 
just pretend, you ain’t intimidated by my Pimping hand

I want to see you ride
To L.S.B.P., Lifespan Business Plan
Throw a couple of hands, nod a head if you can
To no.3, step 3 of the business plan
Teach

did live,
His child Tiny Tim whose spirit —always did give.
Could’a been’a help to Bob’s boy’s and his girl’s,
But ole Scrooge chose to turn his —back

vision
I've been pushing for everyone to see
The grass everything you want it to be
That shit green as mother fucker
You wish you could see all of that
If

Are you ready?
Bitch I do things a little different
Get 'em a little stiffer then
I wipe the floor with 'em
Like they're Swiffers
I'm a quitter,

forgot to write, I lost my mind, my father's death within a rhyme
I accelerate, I spit a rhyme when I spit vapor into this mic
I spit race, ever since back

a pussy, pow right in the kisser)

He's never coming back and that's that (pow right in the kisser)
I'ma shoot it 'til my hand cramp (pow right in

to be happy till you started slipping
Turn up lil shawty be drowning and dripping 
You had the one but you wanna play victim 
So Imma keep grinding, I

I knew I could fight back
Never dared to crack a nose or to stand up arrogant and make a fucking pose
I'm not like that I swear to God
I want them

keep my head Above water everyday it got harder 
But I never gave up I jus practiced More
With no help all by myself I made it Back to shore
Reincarnated

make sure no one close stabs reevaluate friends you might never go back

Yes indeed, if you please I got a mind full of thought and an ounce of weed
Give

and when I would reach out they pull their hand back
People never who they say they are it took me years to understand that
Thats why do it ourselves, no

what I've got to say
I'm sure you won't be able
To turn your head away

Yeah yeah I'm back in the spot
Got my name popping up like a jack-in-the-box

Hi, can I help you?

[Verse 1]
I think it was a Sunday, sometime in January
I could be wrong and I guess it isn't necessary
But I remember that

Saviour

Adem

Complete Happy Hardcore

2008

give in? 
No time to ask questions, no time to tell lies.
My life is being cut short by the hands of time. 
It's when you know that everything's lost