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dead before they ever see us up
And I'm livin' by that lead, I said I'm dead, I give it up
You don't love me like you said, what the fuck happened

like groceries that's left
Over, pants be too, ten deep on my shoulder
Smoking on some of that
Learnt when you're older, fool
I don't play by the rules
I

like a lear
I get Chanel by the pair
I walk around with no fear
These ni**** can not compare
I keep the gas in the air
I hit up angles ten thousand in

nobody listens
Why your daughter call you by your first name Mike?
I hope your excuse is better than blaming bullshit on these bitches!
Be more sufficient

by the world
We are the resistance
I'm with that tribe of Christians
Trynna tell anyone who's listening
That's ignorance, it's not our religion
We are

All you sheep follow that washed up loni / she goes by the last name Henry and  first name Bonnie / 
As she’s rolling up hard fucking cruising her bike

prepared for finiteness
But my fate has taken my soul
Step by step, I have fear of my realization
I can feel - there is sunlight
- it gives me consolation
I

The Murda Show

Spice 1

Hits

1998

with 'em

Ya see I'm nothin' but a mac-10 shooter
Killer man looter on the creep with the glock
Got it cocked picidy pop
I cold shot when the cop

Phew, yeah, uh do this shit by myself
I ain't gettin' no love
I ain't got shit to do, I ain't gettin' up
I'm a rich-ass lazy nigga
I'm pourin' up

A Poem for the Firmament

Elvenking

Wyrd

2004

memories and hopes
Are carved in stone, symbols of my childhood
Gone, on the wind floats a dream
And hundreds of my broken promises
And oaths
Taken by

with the clique
If you are a foe then be froze by my wrist
My soul is getting to old for this ish
My coal Sierra Lionne now
If make it rain, bring

Damn
Yea
It's 10 feet

A lot of shit on my mind
Like is we gone make it
Rather be dead or in jail
Before I write a statement
Don't come around with

to have-you-evers and it happens every time—
Where promises…I’m talking promises are invented by losers who’ll do anything to get it.

CHORUS ONE:
Welcome to Sin

never wanted to be a G but Niggas depend on me
It ain't fake to hit a 10 so niggas fear wit me
And all the niggas that I went to school wit
Got cool wit,

dick, or I'll annul the flocks
Like, jog, I'll be by the store 10K a dummy, he shouldn't unlock
Then he flex, okay, so I'm droppin' a four And I spin

no fucking clown

Play this in the club they get to moving set the mood
All these pretty ladies they be grooving by the two's 
All I see is red bottoms

the best
Been spittin' since gutter days, now my bitch wearing a dress
Watching the ferries go by
The way that we eat, man, they know that we high
Man, they

Juicy

Brian Bart

Tribute to Notorious B.I.G.

2004

on Private Stock
Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack
With the hat to match
Remember Rappin Duke? duh-ha, duh-ha
You never thought that hip

purple I might grab
Holy Dolato be praisin' my tight raps
Fuel biscuits crossed with Panama red '
Take a trip to DC Alt Sol be killin the meds
10 years ago

atmosphere, there's a Kingdom in my spear
Kingdom come on inner palm, releasing all the fear
Relasping in the star's calm, crystal clear
The pressure form

My city needs clarity
Nobody in my city can compare to me
Every song that’s out is like a parody
Come see me if you want there’s no fear in me
But

With my feet up
By the shoreline
Trust you ain't smoking like me
Unless you know a grower
I knocked ya bitch
Fucked her once
Now I act like
I don't know

of my worst days, I am something to fear at the very least
Even though I've sinned in the worst ways
My slate's been made clean and my death is depleted

dry, broken
Run hide, showin
All those true colours
Break through your fear
Break through your fear

As if as a whisper
A cold has flown through