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chalk out line
I'm the name that pop up
When you talk 'bout grime
I'm the name that pop up
When you talk 'bout shine
And the big black heavy metal

The apparition of two faces in disgust
Invisible but yet so clear
Reflections seen by a fugitive
Trying to escape the looking glass
Blood runs from

I'm coming up fresh off of my knuckles
Pillow's full of despair
Finding comfort in my struggles
c breath of fresh air's like splitting hairs
"I can't

pants since
Time it's like I started that
Started capping fitteds I'm a Wiz
Up in this noggin man
Rolling down these streets with pride like I
Was raised

It's time we're held accountable
This is bad, bad, man, we need to act fast
Being black is trending
'til your name's a hashtag
The last laugh, goes to he

the maktub fuck up its rendez-vous?
Shut up man, bad luck's already on you
Walk on black cat under ladders while you're
Breaking mirrors, 13 'brellas in

Baby Girl

Tapeminatti

Hell Razah: Digital Dope Music Dosage One

honey come on in" - female singer
That they baby girls know, we ain't forget about you word up

She understand my hustle, and the black man family

'cause we all got times, yeah

Coppers try'na lock me up and chain me
Judge me by my skin, they don't care 'bout where my brain be
Sometimes I wanna

Reinventing the Wheel

Typical Cats

Typical Cats

us begin, what? where? why? or when?
It will all be explained by the spraying of a pen
Henpecked mugs become thugs and proceed to make me vex man

not acting right
No way you can deny there's a disconnect between blacks and whites
Throughout his quest for knowledge and struggles he came to inner

fearing end of life
Your everlasting struggle for eternal piece of mind

Spend all this time believing 
That you put on a show just to let us know you're

hiding from the cops, running with my mans
And getting blew at by the opps, ducking under vans
To copping shit before it drop and counting hunnid bands

From trials of little school To getting thousands every week
And having pictures by the pool The heated floors are kinda cool

I wanna do it different

Who Holds His Own

McGruff

Destined to Be

1998

Verse 1:
I was born a poor black kid, Pops doin' a bid
ran down tenement, barely no food in the fridge
My Moms dukes had to raise my on her own
all

honey come on in" - female singer
That they baby girls know, we ain't forget about you word up

She understand my hustle, and the black man family

In the Ghetto

Russ Lee

Same Thing Different Day

2004

and stutter, turning they self in

Never seen a black man, flying dope on a plane
But they lock us up for it, shackle us with chains
Welcome to the ghetto,

I got a inner vision of some gaudy rings on my knotty knuckles
If you want the top, and to hold the spot, then you probably struggle
Gettin' older

high
Hope u find it
In yo heart to have a helping hand
I hope one day we all will understand why dis man hands

Out to my ppl hope in time they reach

mansions
Someone on the islands, no Hampton better level up
Clico by the cases
Whiskey w/ no chasers
Praises to the maker
Man we made it out the gutter
S/o

on the verse so that my man could hit a punchline like Tyson
Lights on, focus on the rapper like a python watching prey
Lil Guac, spit fire while the mic

for real dawg a nigga spitting real y'all
Just say a prayer for a black man and share a grace for tomorrow
The time I'm living on is borrowed
So I'm

rider
Like good Coke when Chef Rae spot em
Black glock red beam got em
Blue flame em nickname spider
Man I got da Kanon
I want Ghost's power
But then they

Give up what you crazy
We gotta raise these babies
Rap for me everything else for you
Raising a man and a woman so beautiful
Just like their momma

dogs are winning 

▪Story present how kids sees a Dad 

Struggle to survive and  narrates a Man
AWait not the silver spoon at hand 

Live it right ,