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down the fences 

Ensuring that no person ever be illegal 

And then i'll step down and give the power to the people 

No More War

No More Fear

My ghost feared by most, one flick of the wrist or the leg put nigga's to bed
Like wonder bread my adversaries toast
Corridor, kitchen floors, that

to learn the game
All you gotta do is listen
When you see me up in there whippin'
Nigga pay attention
Two red zippers and gettin'
Watched by the feds hood

a referee, bitch, I'm official - Whistle
Outsiders come around my section of the city
Body full of black ink, Hoss tatted by my titty
You can see that MB shit,

first game and Im feelin all explosive
Call me Mr propane Boom
I let it go but this aint frozen
Chosen by the Og to kick the fucking doors in
They better

destroyer of worlds
I speak for the weak
Everyone who feels they don’t have a voice
Or feels put upon by others
You don’t have to feel that way anymore
I walk

position in the beginning your life
Not every man want to stand by his kids and his wife
Too many lost kids in the night
Hand on heat, grippin' it tight
Any

turn the lights out make it ice
Late flights, red eye, double A to LGA with the crown got kicked out
Get it jumping in the crowd like triple A
I'ma jump

never drown
Could have lost my mind man I swear this music saved me
Married to the Game and success gone be my baby
Niggas talk down man I swear they

Ignoring all the bum-fucks acting all sleazy
I just want a girl who will love me and tease me
Until then I got this weed to appease me
Yeah we buy it by

the game
In my heart, pretend to code like it's cop out with a Rolex

Shiny side nigga, but the niggas are the coldest
Oh shit, rollin' with my brothers,

Love Life

Cross Movement

Human Emergency

2000

even expect no more
You might as well plunder in this war
But also expect the god of heaven to one day tally up the score
Who you playing for, does

Characters I'm this yet, my beaches as my mothers
My sense of humor utters, I'm somewhat just like my brothers
I pull my heart out from the wounds inflicted by

Lies rolling in the wind
We got some game to spit
A few rules to bend
They have stories to embellish
False narratives to spin
When it blows up in our

the scriptures gave me mo’ knowledge than college
Boy I went to college
They told me, that I was Afro-American
But their history was rewritten by Edomites
With

Long Way to Go

Joe Budden

Mood Muzik, Vol. 3: The Album

2008

[Chorus: Mr. Probz] 
My feet are tired
And the pain shows
There's such a long way to go now
Such a long way to go
Gotta be strong
By myself now

of hood
It's 2trill watch how I do it
Bleeding out all on the floor
I had to help myself
It's just a metaphor
I feel like I was all by lone
And I had

Off With Their Heads

Wretch 32

A Moving Picture

2013

just was driving

And then put the pedal to the floor
I'm back and I'm ready for the war like a Viking
I ain't gotta tell 'em any more, me and Wretch

talkin that block shit
Posted by a project or in front of houses
Movin by the ounces I'm in every neighborhood
Winnin cuz I rock shit let that marinate in

fast-forwards everything it touches
And I've been hugged way too long by that motherfucker
I was going to be a rockstar
Worldwide known
You know how many songs I

So they over there and I'm in the cut 
The war that we in is all mental 
The ghetto is still oppressed by the system 
Prepping my fam in case I'm

Someone tell these bitches, I don't fucking play no more
I came for war, came for medals, let's settle this fucking score
Never meddle with y'all

global  fucking domination in this rap shit 

Word is Bon Jovi

Yo, whattup, yo.. you know how me and Ruck go 
Worldwide Boot Camp with smoke by

red in my eyes
Bitch I put clouds in the sky 
Don’t worry about 
Why a nigga high 

Mind gone 
Crazy 
Hoping wishing everybody 
Die 

I ain’t worried