The Ritual

Bitch nigga, gun trigger, dick's bigger, why fuck?. Killer, blood spiller, bitch, steal a Mac truck. Bad luck fuckin' with this black buck. Bigger Thomas I promise, leave a corpse in the furnace.

Tr(n)igger

So you don't like the way we're running things. And you don't like the way the chisel glang. You want to blame it on the government. On why you got to money for your rent?.

Surrender ( A Second To Think)

Well, there're two ways I can say this.. And one would be: fuck you!. And there're no two ways around it, because one would be untrue.. Because I love everything about you..

Talk To Strangers

Nah, I wasn't raised at gunpoint. And I've read too many books. To distract me from the mirror. When unhappy with my looks. And I ain't got proper diction.

Telegram

I'm falling up flights of stairs,. Scraping myself from the sidewalk,. Jumping from rivers to bridges,. Drowning in pure air.. . Hip hop is lying on the side of the road,.

Seaweed

Skin Of A Drum

And I can't become my father. When it's all been said and done. His completions won't complete me. I've divided me by one. . I'm the answer to his riddle.

Robeson

Beginning with the aftermath sayers of sooth who stand aloof to hide their inner laugh. Depending on the circumstance I show my tools to where niggas know where I'm just a fishing pants.

Scared Money

Scared money don't make none. Scared money don't make none. Scared money don't make none. Scared money don't make none. . Callin' haves and have nots, every cell on the block.

Raw

What's a song if you can't fuck to it?. I want to move deep in the gut of it. And what's the right kind of behavior. To qualify as someone's savior?. .

Pg

Ain't from the streets of Compton.. Ain't from no prison yard.. Ain't got no guns or weapons.. Hell, nigga, I ain't hard.. I'd rather help than fight you..

Raised To Be Lowered

To manifest your dreams before you manifest your fears. To navigate beyond the treachery of self-despair. To find the balance between all you sense and all you see.

Penny For A Thought

Cancel the apocalypse. cartons of the milky way with pictures of a missing planet. last seen in pursuit of an American dream. this fool actually thinks he can drive his hummer on the moon.

No One Ever Does

No one ever does. No one ever does. . Memories are like promises that are seldom kept. Hence why Jesus wept. Every day we are torn away from the one we love.

Notice Of Eviction

Something is dying tonight. There will be no more breath and no more light. I've burned every candle and extinguished every fear. And I've waited for your time to pass.

List Of Demands (reparations)

I want my money back. I'm down here drowning in your fat. You got me on my knees praying for everything you lack. I ain't afraid of you. I'm just a victim of your fears. You cower in your tower praying that I'll disappear, I got another plan, one that requires me to stand. On the stage or in the street, don't need no microphone or beat. And when you hear this song, if you ain't dead then sing along. Bang and strum to these here drums til you get where you belong..

Niggytardust

Ladies and gentlemen, it is with the greatest pleasure. That I present NiggyTardust. . NiggyTardust, grippo king, philosopher, and artist. Downright to the marrow, hes the arrow through the heartless.

Lalala

Nigga, you betta drink half a gallon of Shaolin. Before you pluck the strings of my violin. My life is orchestrated, like London symphony. Concentrated, niggas waited and waited.

Grippo

I gave hip hop to white boys when nobody was looking. They found it locked in a basement when they gentrified Brooklyn. I left a list of instructions, an MPC and a mic, my sci-fi library, and utensils to write. Right or wrong, I think hip hop is where it belongs. Where it comes from is one, but, son, we wrote them songs. It was a ploy. Got fools tied up with mechanized toys. We are beings of breath, beyond the beings of boys. Now, you can break all you wanna. Scratch all you wanna. Graff all you wanna. Laugh all you wanna. But I want to show you what the stars are made of. I want to show you the stars. So substitute the anger and oppression with guilt and depression and it's yours..

Fearless

I don't know whether to laugh or cry. and I don't know whether to live or die. I kept my love for her locked deep inside. it cuts like a knife. she's out of my life.