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surgeon fuck a scalpel I dissect with a knife
Cuban links around my neck got the baguettes in the watch
Niggas is mad they baby mamas bumping me on the aux

judge the book or people by its cover
근데 대체로 맞더라 그 눈 빛은 못 속여

전부 다 눈에 보여 진실은 항상 곁에 있어
목적을 이루기 위해선 I need 2 face off

이런 시대가 오기를 바라지 않았건만
You make me throw

who this
New flow, too crisp
Two phones, new bitch
Two tone, new wrist
Remy Raw, Demi God
Getting even, beat the odds
Peep the fit, Tommy Ton
Night

the river on the way to the sea

If you catch a tiger by the tail, you better be ready to kill
Keep it caged it up, and your hand won't be enough to keep it

Racism 2.0

Open Mike Eagle

The New Negroes: (Season 1 Soundtrack)

2019

a whole new season to binge watch
It's Racism 2.0, the sequel
A grass-roots, Kickstarter funded through Reboot

So, Racism has got a dope marketing team

life like movie one day it's dark next day I'm changing the season Protected by angles fly to the city now I'm surrounded my demons I'm in the studio

They say everything happens for a fucking reason
Why these cunts switching up like the seasons
One minute there hot next there cold
How many truths

(real shit)
I just wanna play Catan with my friends
Debate Lord of the Rings and which film has the better end
It's Two Towers, that's the right opinion

Charts number 3 but I'm making all this cash tho
Did it by myself, don't need you, just my rap flow
Made your lil bro deal with me, that's laughable
You

male
Rolled up my black and mild ho
Bombs over Baghdad
B.O.B strange clouds Folk
So I got some liquor
Then I called up my niggas who
Been here since Day

grady on a stretcher
These niggas gon' switch like seasons and the weather
I'm reaching the people by combining letters
Roll up till a nigga feel whoozy
I

Who's the Champion

RZA

The Great White Hype

1996

fell, the glass crashed, he wasn't saved by the bell
That was his ass black
So when it comes to physical combat
We can take it hand to hand or go

Ich bin nicht rich, aber Baby, der Vibe ist
2K auf der Haut, nein, ich brauch' keinen Stylist
Zwei Hoes, eine links, eine rechts, keine Sidebitch

know where my feet landing
Floatin on this shit
Sippin d'usse
Till I'm seeing 2
Seeing 3 maybe 4
Shortys by beside
Want for some more
Niggas praying

wants a piece of me
Just came back from linking Nitz, now I'm taking pics at meet and greets

Hit the road at 8am by 12pm that's 101
Now i gotta go link

on the team 
But he could scramble round, maneuver quick and bob

And I dreamt that I could play like him
I practiced in the backyard but the chances of that

days hard work yes it pays
Yes I'm walking all these k's instead of going to these raves
I got the reason this my season I'm so hot you might stop

dick 
Now it's too belated 
Ain't nothing in this city But pretenders 
I guess I'm of two percenters 
I run this shit like New Jack 
Cole world, Who

right in between 21st and 22nd
Yea
Out here gettin hammered no sledge 
Up In sandbar where we living life on the edge
Made a pledge to cuffin season

blow a nigga seat back
Big Bands so he call me big b
Only fans going up not the two or the three
And it's wet drip drip like it came out the sea
But you

the Juice
Pouring the drinks
OJ
Looks kill
Converse bout this link
Back home
I'm beating off brakes
Skirt off
My name Shaunthadon
Baby first off
Don't know

She wanna link with the winning
She wanna cool with the winning team
She wanna sign with the winning team
Cause the Nigga like me, yeah we getting

Lithuania

Dan Bern

The Swastika

foot in the black and white two dimensional ghosts of Lithuania 
And the other foot in sunny California where the people are all friendly 
As they

Scott
Two hundred on my car dash
Like I'm Kanye West

Count a million every time I blink, yeah
She wanna fuck me for the Cuban links, yeah
Two hundred