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tellin' me to kill
Is it them Triple 6 niggas, mane, is that shit for real?
The Jason mask on your ass, when I'm gonna blast
Your soul I'll take,

wrists are bound in your chains 
Can't get past a heart that's black as night 
You're shrouded by those shady eyes 
These walls are getting closer 
Your

I've been sitting in my room
Thinking about
How I finished you

I've been haunting the grave
Scavenging for clues or
Any scrap of an excuse
To give

leave you fishing for ephemeral things,
And so you rhyme about cash instead of wings,
Wasting your bars on brands and cars,
Instead of making the wind

We crossed paths in the Walmart of my subconscious
Your war paint was a dark shade I hardly recollect
An ultraviolet Ultra-violence, green and black

Bobby Did It (Spanish Fly)

RZA

RZA as Bobby Digital in Stereo [Bonus CD]

1998

at, so let me get that
Microphone up off of you, cause it's
Definitely not meant for you to have it in your palm
To try to rock the crowd
Puttin it

I know in dreams
I see terrible things
Visions of fears
Wheel on skeletal wings
In the skies

Whirling black clouds
Of the suffering inside
Oceans

picked it up just by sniffin' the tracks
Kept my ear to the ground and heard snickers and laughs
Adding insult to injury for your criminal acts
Now

apple lips
That give such a sweet taste
How often have we been taught
That a feeling should be defined by a sign
So we look to the sky and wait for

Lost in Tha System

Da Lench Mob

Guerillas in tha Mist

1992

One time pulled my black ass over
Put my hands behind my back and it was over
I was arrested, because a warrant I wouldn't pay
Headed for the county

Stash the ends
Crash the black Benz for a distraction
Extract the package
Killing a gator in a lake that's Placid
Skin it for jackets, made to bait

time for your modesty
Aint no need for commodity don't apply your authority
Black bastard
Black bastard
Black bastard
That black bastard
Black bastard

Dumb It Down

Lupe Fiasco

The Cool

2007

and she's flying, I feel I'm flying by em
'Cause my mind's on cloud nine and in a mine at the same time
Pimps see the wings on the underground king
Who's

ever get much close to lost

Cause wherever I go that would be with you
Would be exactly where I wanted to
Spend my time livin breathin walkin by your

Standing Eight Count

Jakob Dylan

Women + Country

2010

In which direction are we going?
How many runaways are we stowing?
Over the black sea with your arm around me
In whose honor have we gone missing?

keyboards prolly make you squeeze your trigger
Like "blam blam blam", that's the sound of my mind getting blown
By the sound of myphone blowing up too much

No angel break them little chains
You can soar with the lord
Spread your wings and begin to fly

Saturday night and I'm fittin to go out
I got a date

yourself by lying to me
One's never felt your unconditional mindless gaze...
So...
I'm curious and venomous
Sometimes black with the red hourglass on my back

keyboards prolly make you squeeze your trigger
Like "blam blam blam", that's the sound of my mind getting blown
By the sound of myphone blowing up too much

alone
So whatever whenever makes you not remember what you For sure know
Your last song Leaving Alone’s about how we will all be Leaving alone
3:25 with

Sorry

T.I.

Lil Fats Presents Coast2coast 224

2014

the ho up
You bogus running out on your kids my nigga grow up
For God's sake, like a wedding, cutting large cake
For large stakes let the hammer bang

when your seedless bladder and I'm dressing all black
There ain't too many real ones cause they all passed
If heaven has a ghetto I bet you they swear

quit on me
I don't have the time for games
I'm just doing me
No fooling me having fun
Like you do with me
It's new to me
How I'm making time for you
But

breath a little while
Take a drink and I'll
Never die

How long
Will it take
To pay
For my mistake?
Won't you please
Understand
That I know your face like