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I don't miss you. I do not care where you are now. You're a ghost to me. Left with my taste in your mouth. . Taken away somewhere new. . I'm used to it.
You Do, I Do
Yo, this ain't nothin' but rock shit. I don't think y'all niggaz can't keep up with this. Fuck all you motherfuckers, fuck you. I don't think they can get with it.
Y'all Niggas Ain't Ready
Turn my mic up son. Turn my mic up son. Y'all niggas ain't ready. . Yo, yo, E, how's the kite. Rippin' the mic, hardcore, keepin' it tight. Sho nuff, roll thick, come, my Squad be tough.
Y Not
* erick sermon (of epmd). . [e]. Uh, and you don't stop yeah yeah. Uh huh yeah yeah ha ha. . [slick rick]. You know what I'm sayin so I said. (rick d).
The Game
We be's hard to the core, sleepin' on the floor. Step on stage, the fly girls adore. With the wicked rhymes that you never heard before. The lyrical lexicon, matador's metaphor.
Your Country Is Shit
how the fuck can you have pride in a country. how empty,ignorant and blind do you gotta be. when you fly your filthy fucking flag. your saluting n empty,wortless,useless farce.
So Sweet
[erick onasis]. Yeah, check it out. Where eazy at man? (I think he over there dude). Where he at? damn (oh aight cool). Yo, I'm the rocka man (who? ).
Say Word
It's the return of the lyrical lunatic still kickin' rough shit. What you say, I'll slap your stank ass, bitch. I shake and build my craft like an architect.
You Got It All Wrong
i don't have shit but i don'y t really give a fuck. i'll live a life of misery before i'm giving in. complacency and security. don't do a fucking thing for me.
Ride Wit Us
Ride wit me, yeah, yeah. Ride wit me. (Def Squad). Roll down your windows and ride wit me. (Uptown). . Ride wit us. Bitch, ride wit us. Ride wit us. Roll up your windows and ride wit us.
Warfare
Power and profit are the law of the land. Thoese who live by the knife will die by their own hand. But the rich aren't the ones who die on the front lines.
Rhymin Wit Biz
[ biz markie ]. Funky, funky. Owwwww!. One, two doing em all wont do. Got my man erick sermon in the house. Cant forget my man keith murray in the house.
Void Terra Firma
Lost, out of control. Nowhere to run - terra firma !. Losing all time of living in this world. No chance, gone insane. We're living in a dead man's world.
No Guest List
[ keith murray ]. Yo, hey yo, I step out the shell like a black pearl. But come to destroy you of all worlds. I eat you inside out like stress. The best, I never lose a rhyme contest.
Too Close To Being Over
sometimes it feels to close to being over. and i want to get rvenge before it is to late. revenge on every coward fucking pig. antagonizing, victimizing protectors of the state.
Write Me A Letter
If you won't take my calls. and you won't answer my Knock. There must be something wrong. but, girl, now how can we talk?. . CHORUS. Why don't you write me a letter?.
I Do 'em
[erick onasis]. No game, for no-names. On the mic I spit flames, rockwells to janes. I'm the nicest without me in the game. It's a crisis - I control all mic devices.
The Killing Floor
[Music: Adams / Harrington / Esquivel]. [Lyrics: Esquivel]. . They're mislead by authority. And they're guinea pigs with. dignity. With everlasting memories.
Sweet Sweet Loretta
Sweet sweet Loretta. You know I love you better. Than any one of those other guys. Who look at you with sparklin' eyes. . Sweet sweet Loretta. Our love will last forever.
Hostility
Yo, why you buggin?. I stick a 16 shot slug in your ear. Put it to my dick so you hear me comin. I. C.U. Critical, up on a stretcher. The 45 undresser, put on the pressure.
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