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They have corona every city wall that we
Build get knocked down by Mongolians
Airport, check if he black
He could be yellow man wearing mask
In fact keep

Collaboration '98

Sunz of Man

Sunz of Man

1998

me, Chief Administrator of the Law 
True Master in this hardcore Art of War 
I explore the depths on conflict and with no pretense 
Found the best

Frozen medallions, they come from Mesopotamia
The Sheikhs carry me in the
Streets out in Arabia
Tuna fish cans of black hash
Open caskets filled with

Intro: Instrumental (8 Bar’s)...

Verse 1: Alucard (Rapped 16 Bar’s):
I been in a strong winter sleep frozen by snow,
The icy flow so cold you’ll get

on the frontlines, suited
By Him Alone in the building 
We do it, we do it

I'ma do it for God (do it)
I'ma do it for the Lord (do it)
I'ma do it Messiah (do it)
I'ma

for this country but will this country fight for you
Laid back but I came hard
The slave and the slave master cannot serve the same God
I'm wide awake,

writing all these rhymes in the darkest of these corners
I'm a loner a stoner my only friend was Corona
Or maybe Jack on the black tarmac was my back

out they will
Smith Imma slap ya
Til ya feel dapper
Bullying Mr rock
When In reality you wanna stiff his jock
Strap, Easy to be drunk when it's hard

rollercoasta in my glare
Be aware, when they waivin' dopeman in the air
They under cova, black version culture vultures
Glossin ova the fact Dey just a copy cat

Wake Up

X-Niggaz

One Million Strong

1998

and Farrakhan
The enemies want to flex but can't win
They scared of the skin of a million black, men
In black suits and bow ties
Boots gotta spit shine,

an aspiration
But what would happen if
You reversed the situation?
Black rappers claiming they clap a
Black in the face
Talked about killing white people as much

weed smoke nigga
Green figures, time to get ‘em by the rack
You don't want that smoke nigga, facts
Its Dope Dilla on the track
CHORUS
(DJ Scratching

the Belgians killing 10 million
Souls in the Congo alone why then Jim Crow
Why Apartheid?
Why did Black Wall Street burn that night?
Why collaborators will work

froze
Like toes on bodies in the morgue
That was put there by the squad
Look here I'm the God on the mic
On the track
Like Arthur Ashe with a tennis racq'

In the Ways of the Scales

X Clan

To the East, Blackwards

1990

(In the ways of the scale)
The plug has been lifted from the unjoint jar
All cascade of black, perfume of the hour
(In the ways of the scale)

pop it off
Your manna will fly into the sky like EasyJet
Cause I'm back in my zone again, it's mental
Listening to the same instrumental
Staying up so

Caught with the same aim
Brain games and names changed
To protect the innocent by-stander
Lies, slander and the master-planner
Destroy the black male
Crack

master
Running tracks, not chasing the masters
10 toes down, bent over backwards
Just to prove to the slacks that the cat's a rapper
Dip shits, lick dick,

ain’t got nada on drama
Secretly ordered by the CIA
Black ops with the DEA
Black cops with these white cops
On those black blocks and they must obey

the throttle
Son and our key ( anarchy )
Will not be
To copy
Chris Wallace and Pac
Up in the lobby
More Black Men gunned down
Oh this cannot be!
Who shot JMJ
Nip

teller to
Holla and hit the throttle
Son and our key ( anarchy )
Will not be
To copy
Chris Wallace and Pac
Up in the lobby
More Black Men gunned down
Oh

Horsementality

Canibus

2000 B.C. [Clean]

2000

men
And kidnap children, for vengeance in the name of the Horsemen
Slice your Achilles tendon, the Headless Horseman
And we abide by, the code

exposed

Turn all the fiction to fact, so everybody will know
You a sucker-ass nigga, father-fuckin ass nigga
That got fucked in the ass by your father

for you
So complex you need a manual
I'm natural you're mechanical
In a battle I will damage you

The master of the mic
The lyrical scientist
A wizard