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of hip-hop
Little bit of rock at the
Bottom of the ridge top
White smokin' shit like I'm
Motherfuckin' Ken Block holla watcha wanna
But I'm always makin' shit

got to be kidding me
These giant rocks are bombarding us
Nah, not a single one's missing me
All of this hellishness and we're just starting up
Ahhhhh!

and head home across the
Isabella Plains, because we knew Charnwood if he could
We stopped along the way to
Rock the Kambah
Rock the Kambah
Just in Casey,

Back in the Day

Dred Scott

Breakin' Combs

1994

Lee was spinnin
When the summer came I was off to the Ridge
With my pen and my pad, I met new kids
Marty Mar, a.k.a. the Big Mo
Big Ben, Af Rock, yo we

keep fam away from crack rock

We moonwalking streets are divided a Kill a city plot

If I make it out I'll return with gifts like Boo Rich

Spread

body on the blacktop)
When i bring that pipe meltdown
Like a crack rock
Catch a 3 piece brodie thats a jackpot!

Aye! Baby suck dick like a pacifier
All

a heart
You've taken hers
You've broken mine
You cruel cold river

Arm in arm out on the ridge
We lay together in the sun
Beneath the tor and beyond

All I really wanna do is quit my job 
Make music, sell merch, get paid to rock 
All I ever wanted was to be myself 
Not compromise values just to get

as those who drive a legend
Going through Forest Drive as I think of these hills I have to climb to make it to this heaven
My life rocks, me saying that once

in south memphis but was bred in the east
Had a bitch in carver heights, I was beating my feet
From hunter ridge to james rd, can't forget jsg
Can't

tight, then I twist my neck right, never been wrong, with the get along crew
burn the bridge, hit the ridge, like a tight rope walker, they said it wasn't

caught in the ridge
Don't run don't trip you get punched in your jibbes
If u talk out ur mouth then I'm upping the sitch
Nigga fuck all that shit I ain't

to God I go hard
God damn
Swear to God

Word to Bobby J
Everybody getting rocked away
Locked away
I rock the spot so hot this what I got to say
With hunger

The Ghost of Tom Joad

Core

Halfplugged

2006

Men walking 'long the railroad tracks
Going someplace, there's no going back
Highway patrol choppers coming up over the ridge
Hot soup

our papers now... we building empires
Working to make 2 generations retire
Quit while you ahead naw never that
Being broke as fuck on rock ridge I

here now  in the spirit of traction so all we digging 
It’s rhyme time people MEC in the reckless Spirit
Now endeared to all from brooklyn ridge

the place of "shining rivers"
(Walled by cliffs and forest boles)
"range!" of ridgs, gullies, ridges, barren!
Where the madden'd flies 
Fiercer than

my day one homies out the block
But I went away when they tried to sell the rocks
I don't wanna be there when you getting caught
Don't wanna be there

about the money, tell that nigga, fuck your payment
I'm too good with them numbers, so no can a nigga play me
If he want to, he can try, but I'ma rock up

then just un poco
Damnit i gotta say no no to the froyo
Only pollo and a side of salsa rojo for Rebollo
Im in this bitch like I'm code lyoko
Bumpy ridge

the ridges of every nuance
Pulsating like prudent movement
The only thing to it is to breathe into the music and let the confines of your mind loosen
Ripened

here now  in the spirit of traction so all we digging 
It's rhyme time people MEC in the reckless Spirit
Now endeared to all from brooklyn ridge

Hovering like scars of mist draped along the ridges
Of those couples dancing in the green twilight around fires
And in the water below, the reflections

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