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of whispers, where echoes of our dreams reside,
Finding strength in our steps, with the stars as our guide.
No longer bound by the chains of old, our spirits

can sing better 
Son of a bitch, you know that I can rap better
Fuck your star, you hate me that’s your matter 
Fuck your thoughts you know that LK is

sweetly and whispers in my ear
Tells me darling, there's nothing left to fear
I smile back and I fall into her eyes as she takes me by the hand
And tells me

shines through the dark
I wanna be the star left in a pitch black sky
I wanna live forever, watch the world pass me by
I wanna hear you say you're mine

and only Son
To save our souls
So that we can have eternal life
Eternal life
The life that I now live I live by faith
In the son of God, cuz He gave Himself

more time and then
I'll concede to live in dark
Quietly I'll disembark
Let me feel the light again
Just one more time and then
I'll concede to live in

all the politicians higher than the state are in the know?
Nah, dismantle the whole system
And if all lives matter, you should stand here with us

his feet down a hall with whispers wafting in the air.
Execution is out of the question. We’ve executed enough blues.
But he caused this. He did.
There

inside the light they'd wanna fight
if they could see the light inside the dark they'd wanna live
And they just wanna live
They tired of the ish
But living

I'ma see you in Hell (inhale)
Battle rap? Boy you wouldn't win a debate
The type of legacy I got
You don't get by mistake
Man don't let them amp you up

Calling out the cowards living behind their masks
Blinded by their own selfish embrace, throwing stones in a house of glass
Fighting for nothing,

chained
It's over to death I bow
I'm guilty ugly
Hopelessly un-beautiful
Trapped in filth
Defiled by sin
Prodigal son
Ashamed of what I've done
God I beg

Simmons Incorporated

Run-D.M.C.

Crown Royal [Clean]

1999

, live
Now wanna make ya go live, live
Now hold up

[Method Man]
Now I walked on ice and never fell
I spent my time in a plush hotel
John-John Phenomenon,

ember soul-coals
They watch and behold as we stroll down the fold in the rolls
In the future-Buddha foretold mold
Where bodhisattva whisper

Suspect

Nas

It Was Written

1996

the third world
Decipher my deceiver, make him a believer
Spittin' Gem Stars words in my mic type receiver
Bond is my life, so I live by my word
Never

willow
As I can't live in fear
Of what shall be done
Cause in due time
Empty prayers no longer keep love there
Yeah cool down lay by the ocean
Maybe your

for my village, yeah
I do it for my pe (Aye, yes, sir)
And the blood drippin' by the gallons (Grr)
Dolo in the whip, I solo any clique
It's not

target in the gullet
Snap back, crack, collapse, fall hard to the sand
I approach him by the ocean, body motionlessly chokin'
As I look down, his head

my head
Dark thoughts in my mind
I can't even feel the pain
I'm just tryna get by
I got these black clouds in my head
I can see em' in the sky
Dark

Gambinos, si lo quiero lo cojo
Y sin decir una cosa, el que habla son mis ojos

A ghetto love is the law that we live by
Day by day I wonder why I'm always

Whispers of the ancients, from the dust of Rome,
In the heart of darkness, where empires made their home.
A crucible of cultures, where trials were

Keeping me tied
Blurred lines divide us by
These past lives we live by

Scare yourself awake
Split your soul and let the pain fade
Dark circles devour your

On n'est pas de la même famille
Shinobi te dit qu'ils veulent tous nous passer au tamis

Oh no, we're in a recession
Shit that was planned by the Bilderberg

The Shabba-Doo Conspiracy

Chino XL

Here to Save You All

1996

up in your spectrum
 
[Keith] Gangstas flop, they go pop like Shabba-Doo
[Chino] While they be perpetratin live like they wild on the avenue