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Forever skeptic
Esoteric
I seen on the news
A person from my old block
Jumped off his terrace
For a drug bust
It's all getting to your head
Like you

the heavens handle the moon be cautious
Niggas taught u since the beginning yet still you start to falter
Grab a snake by the neck and rippeth his head off

Bar was raised up high by all the xan and when my lover dipped
I stay calm and guided through the qualms to reach the subtle shit
I still got anxiety,

I was sitting here waiting
For her to arrive
She was tattered and broken
By the demons inside
She tells me her story
One man with a plan
To fuel his

Black Cat Bone

Laika

Good Looking Blues

2000

was as it seemed
A two-headed doctor walked on the water
And buried a lemon outside my door
He turned and laughed, threw up his hands
When I asked

in the chop gon fill em up, now he a litestick
Trappin' day by day & then the stu just like a nightshift
I be hittin' all them niggas hoes just like

God Is a Bullet [Live; Previously Unreleased Track]

Concrete Blonde

Walking in London [Single]

1992

a high school grad I'm over 5 foot 3
I'll get a badge and a gun and I'll join the P.D.
They'll see
He didn't have to use the gun they put in his hand

thing as hands out, giving up is for the weak(it's weak)
Stomach start growling make a nigga change his perspective
All black on the sun down it's time

then hell it, bitch, I got the cell
120 in his rental, switchin' lanes, I can't prevail She in DR, she mine too, but we gon' keep her over there

I'ma

address it
All on the internet typing aggressive
You not insured that you'll be progressive
We bout that cash you can tell by the gestures
Hand on my piece

Word to God
Dont let a real nigga
Get on his Diddy
It'd be amazing
If the world
Found treasure in heart
I see your pain
I was hoping
To heal you with art

Don't be runnin' up, or we gon bun him up
This stupid nigga shootin', never clap
So I stay to myself
Keep my hand right by side the pole
Watch a nigga

Even tho' you not with me baby be careful
Went to the doctor yesterday he said what's going through yo' Brain
What's you taking for your pain I said

like a memo
Power level super saiyan
On the court I'm gettin' buckets like my name was Plankton
All these bangers I be making
Only friend that stuck by

possessed by a monster?
Hunchback of Notredam type posture
Clasping his hands like a rapist lobster"
Talk like Tony Montana, mobster

Say hello to my

The Underdog
Words and Music By: Justin Busch (justrbusch@yahoo.com) and Dave Tough

VERSE 1:
First string got hit in practice, he didn’t land quite

tomorrow shit, and not today
Made seven then I made six, bitch, I'm Dr j
OBJ, one hand, I ain't drop the play
My hotheads locked in, make you unlock a safe

from the grave in 3 days
Think that made me saved
In His grace, no mistake paid the way to pearly gates
Yeah I grew working through growing pains, I

still thinks it's pimping
Till they pump his chin in
Sorry for the time I caused you torture
Sorry if you felt like I never loved you
I know my word is

senses fade away
Tied to machines that feed signals to my brain
This is the end
The doctor draws a blade
With patient hands
He writes his name in

Grandma  couldn't hear or see
By the day she turned 93
She was strong in thought and opinion
A living walking lesson

She never would have married

Niggas want war we send em to the doctor
Checking off any nigga on the roster
Four four bully put em in a locker
Got me feeling like a top shotta
All these

five million light bulbs in neon
I'm the rhyme writer God provided to be on
The track so the fact is that I gotta put the heat on cuz

Jesus (and all I

Yesireebob

Blaine Larsen

In My High School

2004

a towel in his hand

Holdin' it up
As she changes her suit
Gettin' all the best shots
At the photo shoot

How do you get that job?
That's what I want