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Cut It Ya Match It

Dispatch

Gut the Van

2001

Cause ya cut it ya match it
ya cut it ya match it
you do the final cut yea
Ya cut it ya match it
ya cut it ya match it
you do the final cut yea

alike
Hanging with you, I feel fine
Hanging out just feels right

You and me, me and you are a pair, a match set
You and me, me and you are a pair,

Type of a blader to kill it
Really nobody can match
Found all these fakers that mimic
In seconds they all get dispatched so homie
You think you got

Rap God [Clean]

Eminem

Rap God

was still in office
With Monica Lewinsky feelin' on his -sack
I'm an MC still as honest
But as rude and indecent as all hell syllables, killaholic

I been in my mf bag if it ain’t about the cash i ain’t even tryna mf heaar it
I aint tryna hear that shit naw
I aint tryna hear it you hear me
I been

Following your own plan
I got the right to hold a mill up in my hand 
I'm a fucking made man 
Gerber jars in a pan turnt to acres of land 
Mr.High Maintenance

available June 18th

It's a great match
(Out) Just barely out things seem to
Be heating up on the court

Young turn the music up
Turn the lights down, i'm in

was the highs that saved me 
Lows they made me
Holy holy holy
Oh, the hells that haunt my fate 
Make me stronger every day
It was a long night
It was

I do know I made it through hell
This is Aidan vs Vidvn
I’m battling myself
Still feels like I need help
But I do know I made it through hell
This is

Give 'Em Hell

Talib Kweli

Eardrum [Clean]

2007

It's hell (it's all going to)
Hell (it's all going to)
Hell (yup, we living in)
Hell (yup, they giving us)
Hell (it's all going to)
Hell (it's all

from hell it's just a loan
Money came from hell it's just a loan
Diamonds match my chrome
Diamonds match my chrome
Ap match my arp
Pussy bitch can't

that they'll fail, man
We kings of the ring it's hell in a cell, yeah
It's me in magazines, see you're just the bell man 
Mid card or less
These b tier

The Lipstick On His Collar

Caro Emerald

Deleted Scenes from the Cutting Room Floor

2011

The clock has ticked eleven and the place is clear
Reality is kicking in and so is my beer
I don't make excuses when it's all my fault
If a heart

Scars on my heart
Lungs are punched
Blood in my brain
Aches in my stomach
Bullets in my back
But none of that match my mental pain
None of that match

Hey, hey, yeah
Oh, mm
Oh, we're still attached
Oh, we're still a match
Oh
Oh, mm
Oh, we're still attached

I'm still foolishly in love with

Seems too easy
She gave herself away
Heaven or hell
Can't tell where match was made
She lays in bed
And sips her lemonade
Some gold was never found

God's Gift

J. Cole

Cole World: The Sideline Story

2011

dollar, dead broke, assed out, would you love me?
Then it must be a match made in heaven
God's Gift, God's Gift, God's Gift
Mothafucker this is God's

up
(Yeah, yeah)

My chain is cuban linked up
My jacket match my coat, that shit is minked up
Keep a cuban on me in case they wanna link up
Keep a cuban

a girl in hell, ohh


You always started fights for no good reason
Calling me a bitch and it felt like I was bleedin'
Every single day you made me want

a girl in hell, ohh


You always started fights for no good reason
Calling me a bitch and it felt like I was bleedin'
Every single day you made me want

done
I strike a match and take a puff 
That's how x3
I Lighten Up

Homegrown hippie, Just like Willie
I always stay gettin stoned

A remedy made just for

expansion
Feel like Gojo this shit too canon
Might go to hell and damn it
Told bro that I just crash landed
But I can't do romancing
Came in this bitch like

no match for us (Woo)
Talk too loud, you can't rap on this
Be a noose or a gun we come back from it (You make me say)

The truth in this skin is

it
Bad guy he’s there
Stop him next he’ll come for me I swear
Fire
My Coup D'état
In the time it takes to
Burn a match I swear I’ll
Fire
My Coup D'état