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out yeah
Nobody knew
Not even a clue yeah
If you don't know me
You don't know what I've been through
I've been cuffed up by blue
Then was kicked out

This true feeling
It's taking control
With you by my side
I'm never alone
Oh
This true feeling
I'll hold it tight
Forever and always
You make everything

noon
I'll be dying like a rockstar soon
For now I'm gettin pussy in the men's room
Since day one I've been doomed
I let it rain it's monsoon ya dumb

I search for her in the dead of night
A silhouette lit by candlelight
In a whispered word she is gone
Familiar stranger without a name
In a darkened

the cream
My routine
Made me the new king
Made me like Liu Kang

(Quarter ki' of that dro
They been beggin' for the smoke
Throw the money in bag
They

I'm surrounded by stars
But they don't hear me wishin'
It's funny how a crowded room
Can feel so damn alone
They can't hear my mind
Maybe

You left me for dead (Left me for dead)
Tryna talk to God, but fuck
He left me on read (yeah)
I ain't never killed nobody
But I shot 'til they bled

they'll call me a drug dealer
They even mentioned Trained 2 Kill
And I ain't from the underground
So you know they couldn't have dug deeper
As for those

with you next to me
Than by an imaginary sea and baby who knew
That all I had to do
To make it up to you
And start anew
Was take a trip to Malibu
Take

room 'cause he can't fight it
Over here always packin', 10 p.m., I landed at Midway
I like Dracs and Glocks, Melly, he waitin' up on me in that

Along with the cat went the girl
How silly of me to think I could keep her
I walk past her room and cover my eyes
Put in the trash her needles

The Kingpin

Craig G

The Kingpin

a class by myself, which makes me so complete
At the top when I rock, I charge like a rhino
You're addicted to my rhymes just like a wino
Is to liquor, but

I'm not a person of my words anymore
I exist inside a dream that was started by a child that now 
lives inside of me
I can't play anymore
I'm falling

Here they come 
One by One
Hold a twig up to the sun
A lightning rod
The finger of God
A boomerang Yod
Give me a nod

Elevens are twelves 
Twelves

more liquor

Villain for hire, admire the sound
Make sure the price is right
Before he come on down
(Duh, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh)
Rappers be

Murder MC's [B Side Vocals]

Black Moon

Buck 'Em Down

1994

must flee
And ain't no room for the weak fuck the weak
They get bucked down by my Boot Camp murder fleet
We come through, representin' on the regular

horse steaming
Out the whole 8th in a swisher please believe me
3 amigos run up a bag
The green room members came to shit on y’all ass
Drop mad bombs

be the alphabetic cyborg
I'm cybernetic i'll make it so poetic just
So you don't forget it

And you don't really wanna fuck with me
I grab a rapper by

season shining and you tried to set me straight
You were gone by Chinese New Year cuz I resolved a little late

That December felt obscene
With my lights

near this fucking loser
Who hurt me
Yeah he hurt me
Tryna make an excuse so I can get out fast
Since i’m already here then I should make it last
But when

I've come, you've come, we've come this far
We've found a place to lay
There's plenty room for both of us
So why can't I just stay
I'll brew some

Redemption

Frank Turner

England Keep My Bones

2011

really real, and can any of us hope for redemption?
Or are we all merely biding our time down, to the lonely conclusions
Darling, let me take your hand

Break the Lock

Ty

Sound 01: A Big Dada Sampler

2001

against the stereo-mono-typical
Visualising wealth is not applicable
Now, my brain cries out for me to read
With movement inspired by Johnsy D and Benjy

Time Alone

Crash Rickshaw

Crash Rickshaw

2001

Taken by a who makes me laugh
Typically, I have to be the clown
Her smile lights up the room as she serves her friends
And when the evening ends
It