Category: Rap
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He washes me at top speed: He’s the General Electric, When I lost me, He taught meHow the principle’s neglected The end goal: win yourmental and spiritual connectionAnd ten toes on those insolesWill make simple your direction One foot in front of the otherLike Passover, we’re coveredNow cousins of every colorAre coming for His Comfort.Like…
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[Bridge]He diedHe rose to the skyA matadorThrow your rose to the skyHe diedHe rose to the skyA matadorThrow your rose to the skyHe diedHe rose to the skyA matadorThrow your rose to the skyHe diedHe rose to the skyA matadorThrow your rose to the skyPlease be whole before you goBye![Verse]Mad man like Jon HammI ain’t…
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At Gravesend… Past the Days Inn… It was J. Smith… With equations… Instead of graphs and charts, He had formulas.Instead of Basquiat’s Art, a sorcerer. Remember, the blind lead the blind into sciences.* The wiz mixed dimes for his client’s fix. The sign language used to hide the brickresembled hieroglyph or Maya script. Molding men…
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They used to say It’s a suiciiiiiide Now they say It’s a genociiiiiideStrife I couldn’t risk it ‘Cause a knife in your ribs pits A life in ellipsis… Hanging in the balance like the other side is heavy Well there’s an ugly side ‘Cause the other side it’s deadly They’ll pulverize; They’re petty They’re cultured…