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an act of war

It's laughable to think you'll bring back the norm
We have ink, but no malpractice forms
"But Henry! You never gave a crap before?"

Rockin It

Fearless Four

First Generation Rap: The Old School, Vol. 3

1994

Ahhh... Fearless Four... Well, I'll be back for more... 
They're here! 
DLB (hu huh hah ha) 
Tito (ha hah, ha hah) 

Mike see (hey girl, hey

Rockin' It

Fearless Four

Fresh [Original Soundtrack]

1994

[Fearless Four]
Ahhh... Fearless Four... Well, I'll be back for more...
They're here!
DLB (hu huh hah ha)
Tito (ha hah, ha hah)
Mike see (hey

And I came from the block where it's storming (I came)
And I came from them trenches by my lonely
Run it up, take it all, and bring that shit to my

the cheap thrills
Well I miss the good old days
When rock was on the air
It’s time to light the place
And shout, so hear us out
Bring back the ol' EMTEEVEE

list is crossed off
The fit made its debut at the crosswalk
And I got all the juice to make all these cars honk
The former lost cause gettin' eyed by

Nine-O, free CVG Blacks
Free the opps and I'm back on they ass
Gang gon' bring that
Pressure, that Structure, that swag
Walked in Bloomies, shit's hot
They

Putting the dogs back on the leashes
Water receding let's turn up the heat
Sharks in the water they ended up beached
I mixed a martini made sure that

Call Ticketron

Run the Jewels

Run the Jewels 3 [LP]

2017

umbrella
The boy's back turnin' his slacks to all yella (Prick)
It's a daily lick, I slit throats with a grin that reek of pure shit
Travel by backflip,

find me in a cell
I ain't Sam Fisher
Grand swishers expand like panned pictures
This is life as a member of what's better
So I just throw the Era up
Like

your career crash like a lead zeppelin

I'm eager to Bob Seger the Jimmy Page
My Eddie Van Halen talent
Gon' get me Eddie money and bring me pay
Michael

a mill
Lobster, fettuccine, steak for the thrills
Remember eating scrapes
I was a dog for real 
Never let a fuck nigga get the up on you better keep

gotta take me)
Six niggas in the back like I'm Stacy
(Like I'm Stacy)

'Member sleepin' on that cold
Floor by the kitchen (By the kitchen)
Now these Louis

See back in Wilson
I wasn't cared for
By my peers or my self
that shit was hard dog
I moved to Edison and now I feel on top
Of all the pain
At least

know 
When I’m on the mic 
I don’t playdough 
I bring the noodles 
And the sauce 
Fisher price is for tykes
I’m a mother fucking 
Boss….Bitch 
Get out

hit The Splits Now make them Pussy Sounds
Three Point Stance time to Bring it Down
Make it Clap, clap, Clap Bring it Back
Drop it Down Low, Swing up

YEAHH
BACK IN THE BUILDING
A MESSAGE
UH HuH
TO THE STREETS
YOU ABANDONED ME
Hey you I should have left you a long time ago
But I lost my mind in

Tales of the Funky

Digital Underground

Sons of the P

1991

Funk is my mother, George is my father
Obsessed with creating another author
Now I remember back when everything was On the One
(Nah, they couldn't

Watchin’ white fly by the plate, umpire
Coolin’ on the six while the block on fire (While the block on fire)
Grantin’ every wish type of thrill you desire?

aiming them rockets
Like 3,2,1 bring the heavy
Straight from the pot eat it up like spaghetti
I'd rather get bloody let's grab the machetes
Capoeira jump

the moon arises, spiders come to play
(Eddie) So misunderstood, pushed to the back
(Hungry) Eyes, lungs, intestines all these snacks
They're close (they're

say imma cheat code
Golden child like my name Eddie Murphy
Need a Cassie to stick by side
Maneuver the whip baby get in the ride
Take a trip overseas

The Gunners are back, Eddie and nketiah strong in attack
Zinchenko a beast, you know it's a fact
Gabriel's solid, he never lacks, Plus we got Saka

tryna chat
That's the generations chargin' a battery in my back
See, I'm fueled by the culture, driven by my ancestors
Body just a vessel, brain tapped