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We're broken by design 
Mother natures open wound 

Now you can live at all 
Prescribed by 
Your nearest chip and body franchise 

What is the matter

mints
What am I doing I threw in the towel
Captured my life I'm attacking my wife this action is fowl her
Body battered by fist but mind doesn't quit
So

tatted on the same arm
I pull a trigger with
It ain't a question
Once a hater aiming in my direction
I gotta spit rhymes
That's darker than my complexion

It's a fact that I know that
The information that I'm purveying
By all these means is
Helping people sort out their lives
Thousands and thousands

haul corn
I hold it down like Yellow straps
Automatic in my zone
I wreck shit, but I won’t break
No body parts at AutoZone
But you gon' need a arm

kid
Baby selling pussy on the net
She not exclusive
I could never wife
But would I hit
That's for you to guess
My chick bad
She probably decent
Think he

I know I said this wouldn't hurt
But some things just happen life's a jerk
And I wish we could be those kids again
But now we're on our arc

may be blinded by the silence in her sacrifice

So she fills him in and seals it with a kiss, 
He thinks he knows her now: the Mother of his kids
But

school
Then made way way better friends
Some kid in a beanie in ARMS class
I’d later call that kid family
Freshman year was tough
I was just a cringe post

a junkie that had just run out of hope
Belt around his arm and he's cronked out on the dope
A quarter down the dragon and I hear a kid scream
There's a guy

wife on my arm
Lights from the camera flash enhancing the Kid's charm
Red carpet, butterflies all over my stomach
My wife's cursing me for persuading her

all know that we should really be progressing
Y'all better watch the throne now
Kid at heart 'till I'm old now
10 toes man, I will never fold now
I

the kid
But I don't play wit you kids
They call me the cereal killer
Silly ole rabbit tricks are for kids

I call the shots
You can get hit
Candles on deck

call their kids crib
Cuz my mama gave her all
And by herself she held us down
It's only proper
She never have to feel
Less than accomplished
That's why

by other black kids 
asking if my family swung from vines 
there gold the African kid 
he walk funny and he talk funny 
why he live out here I thought

Dead Body Disposal

Kool G Rap

The Pre-Kill, Vol. 2

2012

out of the bastard
Strip ya self new first so you don't get blood on ya new shirt
And cut the fuckin' corpse up like a butcher to meat kid
And put

with disorders
And have a quarter of these feelings that these other kids had
Cause I was put into a box shipping label from my own dad
I was sent on my

class, or we can get into some gangster shit…
(Whoo!)
The kid's on fire, you can't touch him like he's Hammer
No need for introductions, let's just please

race
Money put the head on the lid,talk to the walking dead
Drive by,pull up and slid,talk to the walking dead
Wanna cop a plea for his kids

niggers got hit-list
I’m counting digits by minute
On the counter need bout a million
Sipping lean, dodging demons
My trap phone is siemons
Dumb money yours

Another Day

Nico & Vinz

Black Star Elephant

2014

day goes by, another day goes by
And I thank God that I'm alive
Another day goes by, another day goes by
And I thank God that I'm alive

I think I was

Malignant Messiah

Mr. Hyde

Barn of the Naked Dead

2004

your mind and decide if you desire to die
By the tyrant of knives it's Mr. Hyde and I thrive
To put you dead in the dirt death acquired your cry

I'm

She Done Been

Gerald Levert

G

1999

been)
PMS'in once a month (She done been)
Scrappin up dollas to get the baby lunch (She done been)
Left by her arms by a sucka man (She done been)

(Hmm-mm, hmm-mm)
(Hmm-mm, hmm-mm, hmm)

Flock to the preacher called Pos
Let him be the stir to the style of your stew
Sit while the kid of the Plug