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the bitch cash me outside
See how this doctor feel
She pop it like a prescription
After I got a feel
Go pray to God but the Bible
Said is it time to kill
Like

show you real love
Even if you don't receive it
Fine by me
Boy that's fine by me
I got oceans full of peace
I'm unbothered if you leave
You don't like my

on
The next pack nigga
Yo' shit ain't locked when ya
Hit it with the soda
Everybody else with the same
Stamp got A-1 yola
Bitch, who taught you how to cook

ever pass him a gun I just hope that he kill
Hope he don't know how it feel
Hope he don't know 'bout the pills (I hope)
Hope he don't know 'bout

together like chords, demons, and psychotic wards 
I'm so deep I can't pull out I feel like King Arthur's sword 
Baby you deserve the world, plus a star,

Capricorn, is it?
Wise Man 3:   No, no, that's just him.
Mandy:        Oh, I was going to say, otherwise there'd be a lot of
	      them.

(The Wise Men are

better
Set it all down in a tear-stained letter

Well my head was beating like a song by the Clash
It was writing cheques that my body couldn't cash

Ayanna Monet

Lone Catalysts

Hip Hop

2000

It's just a love song
You know
If you're lucky in your lifetime
Check it out
You'll meet that one
I did

[ VERSE 1: J. Sands ]
Yo, it was June 2nd,

that night her hot
Humpy performance of "Anaconda" was part of
A medley, and it was followed by a quick
Costume change that didn't quite reach

the pain and K dictates the game
Cause I'm powered by the forces of hate  
About to demonstrate
How safe exactly that house of yours is made as I cremate

a nigga wanna learn how to play the drums
Ba dum chhh, pa-rum pum pum pum
I sing the same song that I sung to your mum
When I grab her by the head then I

keep myself from fiendin'
Crack that 8, I'm leanin'
My brother against the state
I pray he beat it fuck they talkin' 'bout?
I'm too legit
These niggas

Ghetto Defendant

The Clash

Combat Rock

1982

baton charge
That stops you taking the city

The ghetto prince of gutter poets
Was bounced out of the room (Jean Arthur Rimbaud)
By the bodyguards

baton charge
That stops you taking the city

The ghetto prince of gutter poets
Was bounced out of the room (Jean Arthur Rimbaud)
By the bodyguards

Jack, been stalking my flow
I might rack 'em just like I'm Arthur, paint a picture with my notes
Thought I liked it independent, I can't do it on my own

Saviorself

Jedi Mind Tricks

Legacy of Blood

2004

no clue, where it is
Men feared time, yet time feared the pyramids
He gave me more jewels, he told me that
Amenhotep was immortal, I can't overstand

Briefcase Boogie

Frank Zappa

Thing-Fish

what I'm gonna do with it, you worm? I'm gonna make it fuck something! that's right! you won't get any of it...because you're disgusting! an' I do
Eed

rock to Arthur's drum sounds
Varnish makes the colors pop like C-walkin in blood town
Look how far we come now, this song is in the Louvre
Paint

AfricAryaN

Logic

Everybody

2017

I feel the Aryan in my blood, it's scarier than a Blood
Been looking for holy water, now I'm praying for a flood
It feel like time passing me by

"Under the
Cherry Moon" And I was there
That's how I look
At it like this shit just went down
You see the mastery that
I'm surrounded by? How
On earth am I

five
Real street niggas, get it how they live
Cut that gangsta shit out
'Cause that ain't who you is

Word on the town, that you niggas snitching
Word

eternity 
For every stare could not compare to all the steps it would take 
A flight of stairs to separate the feeling I should embrace
Make Arthur our king,

who we are
But you ain't built like that
You ain't never kept it real like that
Never sober, hate to feel like that
I'm always working, can't chill like

You can have her, I thought she with me but that shit so over
I'm like King Arthur and his wife Guinevere
She played me over but I know I don't want