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to be named by You
I just want my privacy, please

Uh, you created the story of My Life
And Mine is a public life
So No

Baal, put the tape on him again

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

become their lives.
The television has so dampened people's anger.
The population is mesmerised by the flickering screen
And the streets, where

cold pain huh aye
Wake up QC, wake up QC/ the story of a G is better said in a live picture
Don't think you kobain/ be alive for the future
Dead this

Can get it off by tomorrow
It's wicked when my favorite uncle kick it
Fiends trying to kick the addiction
Of sucking glass dicks
Vivid images go against

Nine lives matter, nine lives matter
My life matters
Black lives matter

First things first
I'm getting a herse
For all the...dead homies I'll be killin'

on your pineal gland
And boy your phone dead by noon
Kick off your shoes
Get your hands dirty
Flirt with the moon
Saturn come through
Til you turn 30
That's

Judgement Day

Method Man

Tical 2000: Judgement Day [Clean]

1998

the rich
Five, only strong will survive
Four, 'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun,

We know what talent is
Cause we to talented
Jamaica I represent
This my element
I avatar in this shit
My advertise pay the rent
I cannot Speak for

The Big Parade

10,000 Maniacs

Blind Man's Zoo

1989

from a city boy in a jungle town postmarked Saigon. 
He'll go live his mother's dream, join the slowest parade he'll ever see. 
Her weight of sorrows

is all an illusion
And you won't be deducted for acting too human

I am the outdoor worm
I live in the Spartan's heart
And like a bird's black macabre

lives for what we carry
(Most of my friends are already half dead)

My friends were held up at gunpoint
I was held up by their arms
We are who they called

Zoe (Homie)

Look ma, go ham
4 blunts, 4 grams
Black lives, show hands
White lines, Lohan

Move a lil weight like hand to hands
Stayin up late, I plan

All I know is black I was born like that
Don't Judge a book by the cover
Read the first page
You read my chapters you will see I had my worst days
Uh

the police catch up to me and it could be a tragedy in my play
Black lives matter, yeah you know where I stand
If all lives matter, why was more going for

you're dead
Homie
It's your mother, your uncle and brother
If God was a Loc
He'd probably had one comin'
Damn, that's fucked up, I guess it is
When you

Soldiers of Darkness

Sunz of Man

Soldiers of Darkness/Five Arch Angels [Cassette Single]

the image project that I selected 
But 'f' it, shit is not real, as well as hectic 
Inspect it, your vest and got tested 
Suggestions manifestin my

Live by the gun die by the same shit you bust
Fly bitches with waves from DC to Cali
Rally and tally up my dough
For the grand finale
Grapevines

Oh Shit!

Culture VI

Elite

2004

the war is
Whores get it too pop 'em drop dead gorgeous
Dog apply that raw I'm stoppin' you chumps
I'll leave you like a stripper uh topless with pumps
This

Whoo Ha! Backpack raps with gats in it
Don't get your cap peeled
By the black menace k-Dot thoroughbred
Move like a militant soldier
On point like

don't appeal to you
All my life I been Black there really ain't no privilege y'all
The only chance I got to get rich is if I could dribble a ball
Or move

space is my stylist
Black beard but I'm not a pirate
Slave masters in my pocket
Got their cage rattled, how ironic
Um, free man make deposits
The cement

minded emcees getting caught up in my hurdles
Of chemical disruptions, by sodium chloride, potassium, denatonium benzote
Ultimate sacrifice to the gods

Since we are the ones who keep coming back
We could burn might as well

Here goes another dead skin


Hey,
Is that my wallet?

admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who