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Welcome

Asheru

Soon Come...

2001

we don't stop
Hold the live track runners, by weight...my planet rock
 
Whether dream or experience to drop a cd
That burns to the touch on all

by a thread
And I want them dead
I sat on read thinking funny I asked you to my my crib
Did you think Id lay your voice on the track in my hood
Your

anyway
Patience is one thing
But just look at me
No one told me to murder these beats
But I did it
Who knows
This one might be enough for an offense maybe

It's in my mind, it's burning through my spine
Whilst I stop, run away from this
My cold blood tyranny
Shaped by hypocrisy
Shelled by democracy
Born

the weed
Patrick had the studio dorm room next to me
I freestyled over his beats
My nigga Keys transferred in from Tennessee
He's a receiver, I played DB

Woa
..I did it again
I love how these beats hit

I am the one x13 (cool Arabian singing)
After 7 now
Starting at 13 (start singing lower)
I am the one

You're a gangster? That's not how I see it
You're a fricking liar, turn around and beat it
Haha
You may thank me, you might just think this is just

they chemtrails
losin track of was real!
I dont know how I feel
I think that its all chill

Man I really need some space
Ridin' on the beat let me take

"It's Mr N on that track"

Uh

Iyaah
yah
yah

Lord's preach

(Chorus)

I'm a lord how I preach
Best in the game, they vouching for me,
They been

clothes
We been skating on these beats
Please don't compete you won't come close, sheesh
We them future legends, call the reverend save these foes
Cause we

the dog pound
All of my people on track. You can tell by the way that we talk now
Stepping, check how we walk now. Repping the 9, that's Sau Town
Coming

This beat's incredible
Me and Eminem beats are identical twins we're like inseparable
I sing, I rap, they're side by side just like my testicles

HvonGucci on the motherfucking beat, bitch
Von Haartman on the track
Grabbarna kalla, ah (Mhm)
Gatorna kalla (Kalla hahaha)
Svär på min mamma,

Monty made the beat you got it on repeat
Word out on the streets is
Zero brought the heat
Monty made the beat this shit is on repeat
Zero bounce

spend make it back by the  end of month

Say I be I dressing, and I get fresh up in a Tee
I run up 7 a week
She wanna move , but know her she ex just

the distance of my fucking future
Is a fucking sign saying death ahead, you fucking loser!
I'm going insane, this shit is fucked!
I have no skills you could

biz
I talk a lot of mess for someone new to the business
Folks ain't heard me yet, they gonna witness
That the future is
Black excellence
If you wrote

the moans of Al Capone
Gun POW to the dome
And split the bone, wig blown off the ledge
By the alledged, full-fledged, sledge RZA edge
One dose of my

Hovi Baby [Remix]

Jay-Z

Dysfunktional Family

2003

History in the making, Pistol Pete
Leave competition shaking without missing the beat
Chasing the hi-hat all over the track
The snare is scared

jokes
A real comedy show
I'll make em' make em' make em' clap to this
Nice tits twins Minneapolis
This beat is hot you would want to rap top this
But I

T you end up in the harbour
Inevitably, I'm one of the better MCs
Tentatively they stepping to me
Separated by at least seven degrees
Heaven decrees I got

I Breaks 'Em Off

Coolio

America Is Dying Slowly

1996

[Verse 1:] 
Yeah I run rings around your crew like a track star 
So stay back far 
You better understand who the macks are 
A brand new invention

on a track with
We fuckin’ up the game, you only winning cos the match fixed
I’m still spittin’ them writtens you couldn’t drop sober
Highly respected co-signs

Ha ha, yeah! I go by the infamous name of B-Eazy. Barge House! You may catch me flying down I-35, or rolling down I-20. And they always ask

Who dat?