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Done Deal

Murs

The End of the Beginning

2003

happens has an opposite reaction
Keep my feet on traction, until my goals in life are right in front of my face
And I can smell, touch and taste what I've

Burning Daylight
words and music Copyright  by Sal Cosentino and Andrew Mack

Swing open the door, grab my shades,
Time to get busy catching rays,

Pills and bottles on the floor
Empi Dreaming let it pour
She don't fuck with me no more
She don't fuck with me no more

Twenty cases by the door
Ten feet

feet they're crawling
And scurrying away
Hesitating, feeling lucky
To see another day

Depends where you're walking to
Depends what you're asking
Depends

did Steve
If you can't tote your own weight then
What's this buff shit even ‘bout?
Crystals in your lil' feet
That's all that dust protein
Swoop

MCF

Cappadonna

The Pillage

1998

Master MC 
One hundred skills if you ever try to fuck me 
Feet come first, sometimes not the head 
Some niggas eat, some don't get fed 
If you live by

asleep
With my feelings again overwhelming my head
The emotions so strong they are crushing my soul
And the littlest doubts get me hanging by a thread
Wish

the one to move me 'til I'm spacing
And then I'm sleeping 'cause I'm probably needing rest bad 
She says I need it, if not I'll be feeling jet lag, You

smoking on a stoop
Watching west side couples walking by
Maybe you'll call that girl and ask her on a date
But fuck you're too far gone to try
Useless

Our House

Eminem

Welcome To: Our House

2012

It started off wack
But in the words of a ten year old, my shit was getting phatter
I hit the studio at 16, stupid ill
Not knowing how the booth

with the strenght of every one of the four elements
Aaaaahhhh x
Step by step walk your road
The road is tough but will get you there
The road will guide

When I'm in a crowd
Or on an island by myself
Silent or too loud
Wishing I was somewhere else
And I can't believe
You hit me fast and hard
When

twenty five
My first million by twenty five at the very least
so thatll be in seven years
So Ill be a multimillionaire in ten years
Confused by this world

minus
Fucking on this bitch from islands
Make her call me your highness
He ain't getting cash, it's lookin' ugly
Killin' niggas, Ted Bundy

We don't know

feel?)
And how are you feeling? (How are you feeling?)
Stack up that money, all the way to the ceiling
You are a fan, you belong on the ceiling
Told

moving to the top like a walk down the street
You can get a second chance not a second life
So imma count the bands and let the days go by
I been feeling

out of this place
I been looking at my face like way too long
I'm fucking high strung now I gotta get me gone]

Feeling stuck straitjacketing with

The Moon

The Microphones

The Glow, Pt. 2

The stars were bright, we dream the same every night
On my island home I spent some time with you

I went back to feel alone there
I went back there by

can be the be baby lifter
I can take him bounce like tigger, go to Coney Island win a teddy
And be back by dinner"
Janet nodding, Janet shaking,

up to a paradise
Thinking to myself, no, there's no better life
Settle down, 10 kids, a dog, and a wife
On this island, still I'm thinking Ah! must be

weighted words to ignite the world of my rhymes
I draw my landscape radiated by moonshine
On foot on the stage, one  in your face, both feet in my realms

I

Ten on the drop start another verse sailing
Never sell the soul, sold out vinyls on release
Waiting on the day the true cost in the conversation

to show the world What we're bout
I keep my head up and stay ten toes down
Yea I been foolish and made shit go south
Yea I been counted out by most of these

the mood

All it takes is one night
One shot 
One hit 
Girl, you and me x 2 

All it takes is one night
One shot 
One hit 
Make you scream and moan 
All in