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a burnin' ache
Something you feel the need to spread like foxy women’s legs
These stuffs are popping out ya mouth like when you know it by heart
1, 2, Bam!

all the other rappers and
I thought they was shit
Then the host came round and asked me
(What, bruv, you wanna spit?)
I said, yes and he put my name

Grew up in the city but he knew how to farm
No tenants in the yard just lights and plants
Me i was in Love with the gwop
But my little cousins dem in

faced gang
Burn up paper all you want
But you can not burn my heart
Gold is a catalyst i make the fire burn far
I have so many scars but I still surpass

is your heart where it need to be?
Is your smile on permanent? Is your vow on lifetime?
Would you know where the sermon is if I died in this next line?

with the slide
And the hammer for spring cleanin'
Blood on the record
Splatter in seconds
My heart beatin'
If you ever had a doubt
Counted me out
Kicked

reflect on the popular shit
That was selling your souls to the alter n shit
I done made all moves by the heart of the rich and my mind was inside

come loose
I’m brown recluse venomous this genesis flow
My best side is generous my nemesis knows
Most rappers unmotivated, they’re lame and lethargic

come loose
I’m brown recluse venomous this genesis flow
My best side is generous my nemesis knows
Most rappers unmotivated, they’re lame and lethargic

lango and they hate it cause I'm brown
And that shows they weak minded and they never been around
Pop him with that big fye bet he won't make a sound
Got

in the den
Go best friend

And you got it (Oh you got it)
Let me pour this love
On ya body (On your body)
And I can't get enough
Girl don't stop it

just might do you cold
This shit hot, but my heart kinda froze
I’m a big “YES”, I’m a jock, I’m a goat
And I am what your not, get up out, you a “NO”
God

Last Breath of an Mc

Andre Nickatina

Tears of a Clown

1999

he didn't rehearse
And got snatched from the earth like an old lady purse
The freestyle had mothafuckas on their backs
But failed to attack from

of a lesson for you, so I just wrote you this song
So I could try my best to mend the open hole in my heart
And though it's been hard, and I don't really know

The Reaper

Virtuoso

Word War II: Evolution of the Torturer

2004

to life the dark and light
pray that your god don't stop your heart tonight

Since I was a toddler I'd ask my father
if were all gonna die why do we bother

Flash ain't a great, Flash ain't a legend, he average today
Bitch I'm the best, they nap on me like a mattressing place
They tell me stick to R&B
Because

caused
Oh you must be lost
Hang em by a cross
Hang that by a noose
Watch him as he falls
Category 5
Sorry for your loss
Sin without a cause
I'm trying

in the same spot

I learnt everything I could about you during the week went by
I really really like you like I haven't fallen for anyone
Did I really

The roses blooming from Bette the wind beneath my wings
The queen's heart worth a million to a club of kings
An iron man to these bitches they call

You seen all the work I put in nigga
I can tell by how you looking nigga
Countless hours I'm skipping dinner
Missing out on sleep & the time my my

drop some saliva on it
And then you spit it back in my mouth
Sent you back to your nigga he know where you been
He can tell by the stains that I left

Come from the street I look at all my mirrors when I come home 
Give my little brother hope whenever he calls, Only got your word & your balls & that’s

Annie Maes

Mr. Pookie

Tha Rippla: Screwed

2000

sweet, when I let him go and release heat
Can't forget his brotha jojo, tha 44 on my hip
When I run outta his brotha, best believe he a trip
Nigga sippin

that all the culture that you building
In these four walls is determined by theology you wielding
I searched you on the web and all I managed to see
Was