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the Glory of Nations.
Arms dealers are getting richer and richer
Comes the trivialization of violence
The Corpses of rebels lie in ditcher
Between each bomb,

that they abuse
Like burning fuels so the rich get richer while 
They give don't give a any damn about you
So it's bout time that we realize the truth
We

My whip water yo bitch water she drips like water my wrist water
Saucing when i trend lyrics on bruce lee wahtah
All i do is win lyrics on bruce lee

sing the truth in my lyrics like 2pac, Yea (Lets Go!)
Hold Him for ransom like come get your boo back
I'm-ma get rich get my momma a new jag 
I know they

My whip water yo bitch water she drips like water my wrist water
Saucing when i trend lyrics on bruce lee wahtah
All i do is win lyrics on bruce lee

see
Cut other hoes off cause
Them bitches was creeps
Dreaming to come up or come in my sleep
No matter how far same niggas wit me
Ain't none of you

Turn It Up

Papoose

The Nacirema Dream

2013

don't give a fuck about none of these niggas
I turn it up,
Come on, come on, killas
Here go my cup, give me some more liquor
Open this back window, let me

no motherfucking plates
I gotta stick to the script
Some of my niggas they used to hit licks
Now I'm up and we used to the rich
We surrounded by

to Google
I promise that I'll be richer by the
Time I run back into you, uh
Beef with a rapper? Explain to me how, nigga
(Me, how?) you don't wanna see this K

me, please let me be, and just be you
None of you know shit about me, but you all think that you do
Tell me what you know about me, not a god damn thing

to the stage
And dismantlin' them
As my Hydrogen turns to Helium, I shine
None of your lyrics I'm feelin' 'em
You rhyme
Like you should be wearin' an apron

Arranged and all performed
The lyrics has been cried
By the million screaming voices as they died

Silhouettes of the runaways
Are captured by the heat

got metaphysical lyrics that are glistenin'
And the people who know what's up, are locked up, shut up and shot up
They tried to keep us down, but by

Tha' Lunatic

2Pac

2Pacalypse Now

1991

ain't havin' it

Leave me the fuck alone, you gets none of this
It's suicidal, you lose your title like Doug-las
'Cause I'm nothin' nice and, I'm

counting up racks, blues, lil' boy don't get too close
Don't you even try to act cool, none of your diamonds gon' glow
Whippin' around in a Jag two hundred

If we split it we should kill it,

I'm talking three cans by the minute

Don’t get timid start to fidget

What we start we gotta finish, on your

you do
Is not liking you like that too
My lyrics got none to do with you But these do

I flip your cap off o' your head
How quick you forget
I erased

it's laid down I claim the crown snatching it off of your melon
Better by the letter put words together like spelling
Bees, cleverly combined into bars

Boi it been official
Lost blinded by the system
Makin me keep my pistol
Blowin me like a whistle
This evil out here to get you
This evil out here

Hometown people, boring lives, and I don't need none of it
Don't need none of it
Don't need none of it
Restless nights
Sat up with lyrics and a mic
Starry

If a rapper looks like me
Then chances are that I don't wanna hear it
I got tattoos on my face
But I don't mumble lyrics
I hate to judge someone
I've

your credibility being highly undefined
Your styles like a fine wine it gets older over time
None of your lyrics really rhyme
And you're surprised you

the fuck
Alone! Don't come to our shows
And don't buy our records

Last year, a girl was raped by two wastes
Of sperm and eggs while they
Sang the lyrics

frenemies demon seeds won't get the business
When I speak these lyrics
So if y'all oppose YHWH then y'all oppose my way
Cause I walk in YAH ways
Knock knock