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Street Veteran [Part 2]

Mr. Hyde

Barn of the Naked Dead

2004

like fuckin explorers

Evil like the auras and correners, holding foreign objects

Due process to cut ya screen like sub marine destroyers

Punches to ya

Back Up

Warren G

Take a Look Over Your Shoulder

1997

(Chorus) x2 

MCs don't know how we puts it down 

K-9 and P-see from East to North town 

We be bound by honor, or whoever wants to step 

So either

look they all looking like crooks
Like the one whose pride died when he got smoked by your boy
In front of a fully packed crowd backed up to the door
In

by

Keep on dancing tonight
'Til the sun fills the sky
'Cause we're feeling alright, alright
Carried up, we're flying high

In four, three, two,

and anger
Stabbing devils in their chest with a rusty ship anchor
Blood and sand we command and conquer
Wasted land,
Then expand the regions undiscovered by

Malcolm X with the choppa
Tried the peace like the doctor
Ran the streets 
I ain't got to
But got the piece 
Case they try to
Assassinate 
A nigga

first let me show you something
I possess the Ten Commandments of the hip-hop thugsta
Known as the thief and murderer
First One: Honor thy nigga with

automatics
Can't help but shine like carrots gotta watch out for rabbits
Ten toes down like a monument
Gunning for a bag filled with chips no fat kid
Can't

get lost in the grind
Talk you get smoked like a dime
Don’t play x2

(Static’s Verse)
I just be stuck in my mind
I can’t get lost
Nigga I stay in floss

Appetite for Destruction

N.W.A

Niggaz4life

1991

first let me show you something
I possess the Ten Commandments of the hip-hop thugsta
Known as the thief and murderer
First One: Honor thy nigga with

I got to have it
All ten toes stand in the attic 
Pull up, oh my gawd
What is he about?
Nick and I are automatic 
Can't hear you, above the static

A lot of times, I forget to fall asleep
I'll forget to brush my teeth, by now it's probably almost 3
A couple times I'll cry and stare at all my

a masterpiece
Gettin high of the emissions
Ten keys, not smart
Move em cross the country
Like troops on a mission
Let's race, I'll give you the head start
Whippin

the static to you
I'm going all in, till I finally find my way back, you
They done me wrong so many times, I ain't never trip on none of that
I sit by myself

like fuckin explorers

Evil like the auras and correners, holding foreign objects

Due process to cut ya screen like sub marine destroyers

Punches to ya

Let me catch you on the flip-side
Your life's a slipslide, chillin' with them bitch guys, oh
You pull me closer like a riptide
I manage to get by, my

City, du hast's in zwei Tagen da
X Wave, wir sind legit, ich fick' alle Scammer
Rauch' Static Dry, zähl' deutsches Geld
Spanische Lieferung, ich hab'

[Chorus: *Scratching*]
Pain In Da Ass "Fuck You" 3x
Styles "I don't give a fuck" 3x
Styles "I don't give a fuck who you are"
Pain In The Ass " Fuck

the bitch in awe

How the fuck they buying all this Russian caviar 



(Fortune 600 Speaks)

Don’t be fooled by what you see

There’s a lot of pain behind

champs
Like I'm pac div
Heard you turned 12 like the pac 10
Packed in a whip, well shorty get on my lap then
Cause you coming with us
Let's get packed in

Yeah
Let's kill 'em Krinny
Let's kill 'em Krinny
Let's get it
(L-let's go)
X, all the money, yeah

Opp shit (opp shit) pop shit (pop shit)

Heaven Has Died

Three Sixes

Three Sixes

of crimson pain as
CHORUS:
Fire, rips through the sky
Raining blood, homicide
I left your god slaughtered
Heaven has died (2X)
Writhing while you suffer in my

take you through a tunnel of thought
Wit no support now you got caught off guard
By the number one scar from the Illa-Fifth
Lyrically fulfillin' this

I'm rising through the static... pushed up by an unseen force through a web of static.  The pixels brush aside easily as I go higher; foam blocks