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and hard rocks, Come on!

Uh, yeah, look, uh, yeah
I got a different reality
The cops ain't the only one that's
Pointing they gats at me
The government

A.T.H.F.

Danger Doom

Mouse & The Mask

2005

that, what for?

Money, that and
I wanna get some steady bitches and hoes
And some candy for my nerves
Some diamond stones, to roll with my chrome

of pie, have ya got any of that in this bakery?
Oh, I've got every kind of pie you can think of
I got strawberry pie, blueberry pie, apple pie (blueberry,

I Got

Fast Crew

Set the Record Straight

2005

And I rock this till I'm grey and old
And I've got you with me so let's roll

Like a used steelo pad that's sitting in my hand
Man it still feels

lovin' to boom bap
But they say it's got no place in rap
See, all I rock is vintage, see, I'm cool with a throwback
Treat money like the hair on my lip,

a lot 
So I got my spiral notebook 
Drink and pen 
And then abracadabra y'all, done it again 
Married but I flirt a little 
Siking the ladies 
In

move, you die
Like why the fuck would you try?
I rock my 4-5 like I'm Mike
Bullets big like Jahidi White
Power went out, I gotta get fried
I'ma hit BMil

when I'm facing one
Uh but why me
Cuz I prefer reefer when there's only one
I been through the downs yeah by my lonely one
Understand the pain of being

Didn't even know what it was called, but it looked clean
Used to wear the suede Wallabys 'til my foot leaned
Fifty inch telly courtesy of my booth fiend

to the boogie
Say up jump the boogie
To the bang-bang boogie
Let's rock you don't stop
Rock the rhythm
That'll make your body rock
Well so far you've heard my

Can You Dig It?

Ice Cube

Everythangs Corrupt

2018

Prince
Atari 2600, I don' done it
See that fat gold chain? Nigga, run it
I got my jimmy hat on 'cause I don't want it
Mike Tyson, who's my opponent?

show
I don't got a lotta money I can blow

6 foot something but the money makes me smaller
6 foot nothing but I've never been a baller
Mixed up drama

a different manner
But it's too late 'cause the life got me
And if it ain't the life it's the shit I've seen on TV screens
I ain't trying to be these things

Growing up the youngest in my house it was a little hectic
Surrounded by violence in the D I had to get the message
So I promised my parents

The Hard Road

Hilltop Hoods

State of the Art

2009

knocked out, chased by the cops out,
Got clout, dumped by my girlfriend and locked out,
Been broke and beaten, even chocked at being,
A dope MC but never

cake like Mr Kipling 

Remember got my first chicken that was finger licking (Yeah) 

Ian Goin mad know his Credit bad, wonder why I never tick him

Gave

Self Evident

Ani DiFranco

Peace Not War

2003

heeding hyper-distillation 
I've got no room for a lie so verbose 
I'm looking out over my whole human family 
And I'm raising my glass in a toast

a six foot gerbil
I've lost 80 stone, I'm losing my belly next
Won a million pounds at Bamboozle on Teletext
I'm hip hop, pop, rock, metal and indie
I'm

yeah instrumental
Gotta go now gotta go bye foot on the pedal

Did this all by myself
Yeah I did this on my own
Bad bitch rock out alone
Bad bitch

hit me up.
That's what you said last time.
Please not this again, you know I'm tryna make things work.
Baby, I got lot of things to say
I've been down

the backstory of my box office is billions!
Got my children making millions off my Silmarillions!
And I'm more rock 'n' roll than you've ever been!
Don't believe

on
With a cute blemish
Yeah
I know she bad
I've been celebrating like a college grad
But as a matter of fact
I've never stepped foot on OCCC
I don't see me

Pretentious shorties I've been with
My friends that had me convicted
It's been two years and I'm slippin'
Still got no pot to piss in
It's everyone goes,

Are you imprisoned by thought
When you is ridden with thought
For me, I feel a freedom when I've sat and written my thoughts
Learned to position my