Yes, yes, y'all, check it out y'all. Yes, yes, y'all, check it out y'all. . Yo, I find a show rhyme 'til it's time to go. I'm designed to blow my mind's inclined to flow.
Hardcore, real ill niggas. Im internationally known. When I be on the mic. . Hardcore, real ill niggas. Im internationally known, yo. . Hardcore, real ill niggas.
Hardcore, real ill niggas. I'm internationally known. When I be on the mic. Hardcore, real ill niggas. I'm internationally known, yo. . Hardcore, real ill niggas.
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[Tracey Horton - Intro] (Rakim). La-da-da-dah, la-da-da-dah. La-da-da-dah, la-da-da-dah (Uh...yeah...). (This is for the haters...keep hatin). La-da-da-dah, la-da-da-dah.
Yeah, it's the god Rakim. Word up, I'm blazin' this out to all my comrades. Ya na mean? From the slums of New York. To the gutters all over the world, this is for y'all.
[Intro]. . [Hook: Aaron Compton]. Wait for me Wait for me. I said Wait for me Wait for me. Come on girl Wa](pending)it for me. Wait for me. Cause we are in a.
My head is spinning to the sound of guns,. Feels like the whole worlds on the run,. As I wonder down the lonely corridors of my mind,. I was born to question these times..
We are the animals who have lost our hair. Retained some of our teeth and gained a choice. We'll chase food, money and sex until satisfied. And when its time to rest ask, "What's next?".
You came crashing into my life. You pretend to work on a holy strife. Only for whites and your disciples. A bunch of fools breaking all the rules. . You are filled with hate and it must come out.
Words and phrases are lining up in my head. I'm catching my breath before I lay another verse on the table. I can't sleep in this bed. Try to embrace them all.
Already building on burial ground. Already ignoring the bullet sound. Don't waste your life on powder illusions. It seem to be the easy solution. . Life's hard, never an easy way.
I love the stars, the dark, the moon, the satellites. This is when I write, so how could I fear the night?. Instead it's when a glimpse of light appears.
You climb the fence to follow trends.. You collect the scars just to go far.. And I despise what you sacrifice to be number one.. But what have you done ?.
Welcome to my...wicked is my insane game.... . Fighting for the real exciting challenge. Making the Devil pleased every day. I just hope that I can manage.
Act as if no one sees your Deception. You know it will ruin you. Turn a blind eye there all misconceptions. You take everyone for fools. You try so hard but your fear of rejection.
Here's a movie slowly moving. There is music in the distance. I hear nothing but the past. Like a fist I'm slowly closing. As I dance and fall like rain.
this is a tired old world i want. news from elsewhere. good news. bad news. on picture-postcards. this is a blind spot. this is an empty lot. i need a radio.
Don't you notice something different tonight. Look here, I took off all my clothes. And you may touch me anywhere you like. Oooh, everywhere you like me.