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still run in the streets

30 past 5, I been kept inside my mind
Message getting by, they ain't catching my reply
See it in they eyes, catch a fucka by

Court Is Now in Session

Sway & King Tech

This or That

1999

back on the streets like it ain't no riddle
How ling will this last, you seem to love crime
Today you're out here, tomorrow you do crime
Word is bond,

it don't infect the scabs
I wreck the wrath
Unleash the brass
Destroy the aftermath
Real life psyhco path
I'm Michael bad
I might go off
Break your

birthday
Know that you my dawg, you put them bands on me
Know that she a freak, she put the hands on me

Mismatching the scripts, I put my mans on it
If

last night made about a mil
Did it just by sitting still, Real Perc Demon pop a pill
Say I'm sick nah bitch I'm ill, fuck a bitch til she can't feel
Yeah

finna blow out her back, 

Stick to the fing’ ain’t nothing but a thing, bleeding from the brass, i used a thumbtack,
Shit too easy, it’s my knack,
Shit

of esplanade

That's my whole life in a nutshell

Take it as you will

I can hear that old brass band

Playin' our song down the hill

That's all right

Won't

for my village, yeah
I do it for my pe (Aye, yes, sir)
And the blood drippin' by the gallons (Grr)
Dolo in the whip, I solo any clique
It's not

hijack a yacht
And if you ain't got bands you getting kicked off
Now you know that the Dino's about it
You say I'm gon fail bitch I say that I doubt it
You

Letha Brainz Blo

Heltah Skeltah

Nocturnal

1996

your side with my eyes on the Posse
I see Duke and Red he said he wanna drop me

Plus he claim he can burn me up in rap skits
Shit take it to his

did
I'm never sleepin' on the job but you did
I gotta leave it in the past
Cause I'm present in the future
Rubber bands run the bangers in the Uber

Got You

Pharoahe Monch

Training Day [Clean]

2001

it would be to take the city 
By storm with the whole force behind you
Shorty in the trunk and on my ankle there's a nine too
'cause psychologically

the type of folk to wake you when your eyes closed
Bruh it's still money to get, these streets never closed
I-94 is the reason I learned to ride slow
Brass

the more she looking so delectable
It feel right (write) but really it ain't legible
I'm finna blow like brass horn I can see it through the sandstorm
She

Romancing the slung stones, picking bones out of slim chances

I fancy myself the type that probably takes a pause eventually?
Then make a fist of brass

Just like a big brass band
That makes me want to sing

It’s not rocket science
It’s not as if we’re swallowing the sun
just a little artistic/poetic/

Heavy Mental

Killah Priest

Heavy Mental

1998

band 

as I begin to step you above the land out of the atmosphere 

don't look back why, cause we're almost there 

just try to prepare and adapt

Court Is Now in Session

Chill Rob G.

Wild Pitch Classics

1994

back on the streets like it ain't no riddle
How ling will this last, you seem to love crime
Today you're out here, tomorrow you do crime
Word is bond,

as it came
Short and fat, and you can puff it like a vape

For fuck's sake, I diss myself every day
Ego death is what you need, go and take by the eighth

The brass band behind me playing out of key
It's so cold now
I can't feel my feet
I can't feel my feet
But I've just got to let you know
That's why I'll wait

and careerists to make famous as long as they got what it takes, meaning, ready to humiliate themselves in every thinkable way, in the new form of entertainment.

Im a man, but I can't stand for my beliefs 
I can't put my hands up (Mike Brown)
I can't take a knee 
I can't run in the street (Ahmad Aubrey)
And I

real in these streets, you ain't got what it takes, yeah
I get a bag every week, by the end of the month, nigga, watch what I make, uh
Watch what you

cheese at the end of this maze
Or hit the desk and fill out forms for days

Need I remind you how easy it would be
To take the city by storm, with a whole