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Alive by Science

Gino Vannelli

Slow Love

1998

Respirators, ventilators
High and holy legislators
Give me agony, pure agony
Aah, vegetation, indignation
Endless one-way conversation
Ain't living

Two in the morning im geeked and im horny
By four a clock this bitch gone push up on me
Stop all that playing for i dont even want it
I kicked

His name was John only 14 but his game was strong
He liked to write raps till the page was gone
And every time on stage he would think he's home

By

that day i'll be working and searching for purpose fuck what your worth is
All we need's what this earth gives, But we're blinded by surplus buying

the ship
I'm taking all I can get 
Ship Jonny the chips
Pocket 3s when I flip
It be making em sick
Dont give a shit like rick
Dropping hit by hit
Get the bag

see it all the time but I gotta
Get it by all means
You can't knock me off my grind
So I gotta do it, get the cash, go secure the bag
I promise mom,

bopping when you're in the stu
Off the Rosé in the booth
Gang on the way
Choppers gonna spray
All these bitches catchers, know my brothers throwing Ks
When

Freeman like Morgan
Stop all ya threats
Show some respect not the goat but I'm blessed by the best
Banging my chest
Not loosing breath
Winners don't finish

Dangerous MC's

Mark Curry

Born Again [Clean]

1999

nigga
You ready to fuck bitch? Fuck the foreplay nigga
This me for all consumers, my nigga fuck the rumors
Three in the worst way of pure coke for all

Dangerous MC's

Mark Curry

Born Again

1999

nigga
You ready to fuck bitch? Fuck the foreplay nigga
This me for all consumers, my nigga fuck the rumors
Three in the worst way of pure coke for all

ain't even pullin' out my-
I can't get packed by TMZ, tryna fit four tings in the G63
I'ma give one ting to my bro YG, I'ma handle the rest and jeet all

than Jesus
Revelations 3:20, while I'm spittin' blasphemin'
Lyrics, pardon my schemin' I'm just consumed by the seven
Let the hate flow like Sith, ripped

than Jesus
Revelations 3:20, while I'm spittin' blasphemin'
Lyrics, pardon my schemin' I'm just consumed by the seven
Let the hate flow like Sith, ripped

(Chiik)
(Is that a beat by kilrakk?)
Aye Aye
(Huncho K)
Tryna heal my mind right (Tryna heal my mind)
No League, but I'm drifting to the Darkseid

Plastic World

Kool Keith

Sex Style

1997

Mixtapes by wack DJs adds doo doo play 
I'm on the turnpike, the city drifting down the highway 
Like a mirage, the style there is all illusion 
On videos

K-Roc
TFE
Fedarro
J-Mass
We In the Building
Uh
Let's Goooo
You got all these girls mad at you
By the way that them hips move
You convincing me I

dark your the candle (candle)
Your the spark creativity and art
Nothing feels realer when you come from the heart
Pure poetry raw emotion
Smooth rhythm

the finer thangs and she into me
Cause she out of my league
By the time I reach the number, I got my heart on my sleeve
All in, when no one else gave me

Uhh yea
All I do is write (Right)
Yea uhh
Story of my life
Uhh yea
I ain't livin right
But i get right and get my dick sucked twice in one night
I

if I sin?
How do we know which one of us is even pure

I talk a lotta smack for a kid from the city
'Knock-knock', come in with the fire that I'm

Its a wrap | Tell them it’s a fact 

She gon always front | Till she want me back 

Bad one on my side | Pure diamonds on her neck

Heavy Hitters

on my sleeve
You can tell by the way that I write
It's one hell of a sweater
I put the nine on my back though
Tell it from how they reacting
I haven't

Blasphemy

2Pac

The 7 Day Theory

1996

know you gotta change
Try to find a way to make it out the game
I leave this and hope God can see my heart is pure
Is heaven just another door? I

gettin' money by the way that they greet us (yeah)
So much ice, my nose's gettin' runny, they thought they could freeze us (yeah-yeah)
I'm talkin' white