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Babe come closer
Why are you so far away? I'm cold

Prophecy fulfilled
An addiction to the thrill was overshadowed
By my constant inability to feel

I'm sorry to my ancestors (I'm so sorry), I know I'm supposed to fight (I know)
But this ice shinin' brighter than a black man's plight, I'ma make it

ya niggaz cuz ya bond aint as tight
Look a nigga in his eyes, talk up when ya speak
Never underestimate the next man like he weak
If you step, better

these haters get to me
Say you do it better than me
Show me why you telling me
Man Bron said it best
Hate has no age limit
Damn what a hater say
Life’s

foresight could of saw that
If I was there I could of stopped allat
Pull up to the spot where it occurred at
Dressed in all black like a bar back
Bound

the door door door nothing a man but he carried a gun and he stopped the black hell he knows he did kill that one
Nobodys fun nobodys cool nobody ever told

vague image
Via craved mimic followed by
A plague of misery
I pity the fool that rhyme pitiful
Your contacts has no depth like kiddie pools
All your

Yo, the voice of the announcer signing off
Salvador, a connoisseur, a hot monologue
Rachmaninoff, livin' life not by the law
And I'm a product

Sell Your Dope

Afroman

Sell Your Dope

2000

a black man out
but when bills come around she's got her hand out
The baby needs pampers and Similac..
Plus you need rims for your Cadillac
Ignore your girl

a live mic then kill it
Bars hitting loud like thunder
Graveyards I could bury man under
Even grinding hard in my slumber
Step in my way and I got your

rolll)
You better slow your roll
(rolll)
What mama used to say,
(slow your rolll)
Keep it up young man
(roll)
A nigga shoots the same
(slow your rolll)
You

Knock knock open up the door, guess who's there
Told you I'd be back what's with the cold stare
Didn't you miss me
Not good by yourself
Well I'm here

rapping is ass
Shit I don't need a courteous pass To be that rash
 I never thought the USA could BE this mad
Judging by the people that they're putting up

man's chest out (di-di-dip-dip-dip)
I was raised in the 'Narm, but my flag is black
Put a flag for the ends that you rep now
Two in a Q of lake
Heat

the place by land[00:54.35]Stop acting black cannot say the n word[00:56.10]Slice that through your head mighty with the sword[00:58.06]Drilling this drill

Take It Back

Skillz

Never Not Fresh

to make friends, that ain't my job
If everybody ain't nice, that ain't my squad
And I ain't hypin 'em, I'm blowin right by them
This is like a grown man

of my art
And the way I express myself but
Honestly it's the only way I know how
To make myself a better man
Or at least try to be
And if that means

I'm like ta dye /The way they did yo man /
Exposing Shit cam /Dez niggas  tworking and worker /
Creeping to close yo current /Dez niggas 12 Dey work

Jovanovich way I
Kill all the bars I written
They gotta acknowledge it
Dominated the dominant
Kinda feel like I'm better than rappers toppin' the charts
'Cause

knew you was jealous from the day that I met you
I upset you, cuz I get respect I bet you
I'm even liked better by your neice and nephew
Now you hate

theraflu,
Second hand smoke flows you around you'll inhale it too
you finna go down so turn around is what you better do
or else you'll be a statistic like

Immortal

Apathy

It's the Bootleg, Muthafuckas! Vol. 1

2003

to resurrect hip-hop, but faith is gone
So I'll take it over by force like Ghengis Khan
If you say it ain't raw, you better pray to Allah
'cause I got an arrow

down to
Woah, I’m surprised they still want me on features
Name in the title, that’s a guaranteed ether
King of the jungle, I’m surrounded by cheetahs
I

on the mic to make you bubble and thing
I am not the sort or the type but I can flow tight and my lyrics could make a man think
Cubes in my eyes, seeing