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partner again, and I'll get rid of your Chevy
I'll cook that bitch up like I was Walter and Jesse
And send parts in the mail, it'll be oh so many
People

love your energy
Because I found my faith in the rubble
Conflict and confrontation yes I'm praying for trouble
Humble heart I need God my hopes are

Breathe

Tech N9ne

Anghellic [2003]

2001

Get your ride on nigga it's ya rock or what?
Lots of luck
You really couldn't need it
Hella heated
Mothafucka let the glock erupt
Box him up

happiness around

Go Back to the Deep Side

I have access to the dream world tonight
My need to see your eyes
My need to wake up next to you

Don't leave me

fatigue in it
Deep in it by the moves you could tell experience
Uh
You could say I'm dreaming or even delirious

I could make you rich
Rich rich in spirit

Leave the knife and the gun in the store
And ignore temptation, sent by the nation

Racial gain causes pain; need a new rep
In your hearts and minds

Listen closely woe
Listen closely
Surrounded by vims that don't know me
I hope you know you destroy me
I Hope that you know you destroyed me
Listen

Transmitting it to me this is what the spirit gives
God you make me strong I'm a beast like King Kong
Your castle where I dwell In Your presence I belong

This ain't chemistry, okay? This is art
Cooking is art and the shit
I cook is the bomb so don't be telling me
The shit you cook is shit, I saw your

on the throne
I'd stop this mess and

Just need to think about it
I ain't going to Sun City
If-if somehow by the South African government
Sun City is described

I wanna feel your holiness
Oh your divine love is all I need, yes
Let me spend time with the one who loves me
Sweet sweet Spirit... cover me
Sweet

price
And lately I been confused on how I feel bout endin’ life
Been angry for so long don’t know maybe I just might
When I’m alone by myself I get these

Treat 'Em Right

Chubb Rock

Fabriclive.14

2004

and the gun in the store
and ignore temptation, sent by the nation
Racial gain causes pain; need a new rep
In your hearts and minds never forget Yusef
Hawkins

All There

Young Jeezy

All There

there
I just left Walters nigga I bought all pars
Pull up to the spot, you might just see your dog there
Pull up unannounced you probably see your

her legs divided
Imma take your bitch to Ruth's Chris, y'all gon' go to Sonic
Pop a Perc and I get too high, I be floatin' by 'em
Nah brodie that ain't

I shot my first cover on your childhood steps 
I love you mama 
May your spirit continue to guide us 
And remind us to keep trekking when

Treat 'Em Right

Chubb Rock

Rap Jams

1992

and the gun in the store
and ignore temptation, sent by the nation
Racial gain causes pain; need a new rep
In your hearts and minds never forget Yusef
Hawkins

I'm out the way, I'm outta sight, these niggas goofy, not my type
My pockets fat, your pockets light, I'm cookin' shit like Walter White
Don't need new

and blue all over I almost called the cops
I feel like Walter Mitty I need a lollipop

One Saturday when we were at the seashore
A muscleman kicked sand

redeemed by you
I love you through and through
And I need you to justify me more than you need to be given anything I would be tormented to think I

a punch, shoot you in your gut
The finest independent artist since the one from What They Want
I rap circles around these lyric-less whack turtles
I pack

2:38
Now receive the spirit 
Of the HolyGhost
In the the power of God I 
Will only boast 
Its Not my will God
But let yours be done 
I'm screaming Jesus

flowin', I told them I'm ready to dive in
Yeah, cause I walk with the spirit
Walkin' by faith, not by sight or appearance
Imma keep puttin' my praise in

through all of this pain 
By the end of I have to feel drained
My life is like a walk in the rain 
All the haters need to stay in your lane
As I pour up