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rabid ass mind
They better have a Rabbit ass rhyme from 8-Mile to battle me
Or bow in agony, no matter to me
I'll battle the king of the battle scene

off my pedestal

I, graduated from blunt burning on corridors
Now I'm workin' on learning father and daughter laws
No diplomas ke la the lesson is

Shack verbalist on the scene
Ripping emcees off like a damn pyramid schemes
Screw keyboards, Skwatta Kamp brings the damn melody
If you sick from wack

these shells, you could hear his soul holler
Ugh, nigga must thought he was Suge
Three hunnid up in pieces and I wish a nigga would
I'm from the team,

brain section.
Joy for the frowning to keep'em from downing, drowning
Feeling protection of angelic surrounding.
The feeling getting marked by god is so

It starts out kinda simple
You're all up in my mental
The stories that you're tellin me
Are beating on my temple
Liar, liar pants on fire
Make my

Are we honestly programmed to hate one another?
Throw hands, bent arms, release fire on this cold land
New minds confined by old plans
No more

Heavyweight

Tonedeff

Archetype [CD & DVD]

2005

the ease of a flicked wrist, your soul can be seized from a distance/
In an instant - by this Plague affiliate that's seething with sickness/
I seem to get

Night Prowler

The Living Legends

Almost Famous

2000

store lights
Set the scene for no rights
Let's convene, discuss the scheme
And hope it flows how we dream
Tonight can make or break you if you let it

then if I've been smoking crack
Then that's usually followed by "Fame is one big fucking trap"
But they ain't got no fucking fame so how the fuck they

Young hot nigga they can tell they can tell
Yea I'm on fire yea bitch what's that smell
Straight gasoline like I'm sponsored by shell
Came from

gon' fire like a caveman
Tryna fight? Must be from Atlanta
You a brave man
I be chilling, ain't gotta get off
I let my chain dance
Cash App flips kinda

Matches fit into a small box
That is where they stay dry
But once a match is lit
Will let fire fly
Straight up and down
Like words
Printed by

want us to breathe, the strangler from Scranton
Someone give assisted livin' a call, "Get your man back"
He don't know what's real at a-a-all, what about

And making music cordially
We trying to build the scene i'm human
Normal and having more so we build machines
'til we lose the war with
Them and kill our

the last laugh
A snake is a snake but it's far from fake, play with the fire and you'll feel the flame
Be kind to the earth if you don't wanna feel

and force
Deadly thy course
We're fighting the battle of wars

From the sacred scene of battle 
To the harbour mole
Shields of fire walling
So that we can't

You Can't See Me

MC Eiht

Death Threatz

1996

buck... buck... buck
Duck
Your head
Instead
The scene that is left is your mutherfuckin death
My glock goes up
To fools wanna be me
But them punk ass niggas

One

Zion I

Mind over Matter

2000

Leavin' some battalion, descending from Orion
Travel 'til gone, hear the bust then go
To the next level brought by bass and treble dig with your shovel

Rosarito

Long Beach Dub All-Stars

Right Back

1999

down by the fire side
Didn't seem to mean much the next day
A bottle rocket blew up
A bunch of people threw up
I looked at my man Eeno and this is what

on fire
Wreckshop done came, and took the whole world by surprise
Independent label, counting money across the table
Twenty hoes in my stable, TV's in

on fire
Wreckshop done came, and took the whole world by surprise
Independent label, counting money across the table
Twenty hoes in my stable, TV's in

to satisfy the lust
Filled with hatred and disgust
When I learned about you

A child molester cloaked by God's will
You're the one I want to kill
And bet your

‘Tis far away I am today from scenes I roamed a boy,
And long ago the hour I know I first saw Illinois;
But time nor tide nor waters wide can wean my