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mic becomes a battle axe. . I write the lingo to hype up this single. . I make you fever for the flavor like Pringles. . Design a rhyme like a strategist. . When I plan the attack all the
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!. Axe somebody! Shoot em up!. . Glo The Hurricane G is live and in color. Red The Funk Doctor Spock coming live and in color. Krs Watch out!. Glo We run you motherfuckers!. Krs Watch out!. Red We
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steel of my axe to grind. For the boys who broke my heart. Now I send their babies presents. Gold was the color of the leaves. When I showed you around Centennial Park. Hell was the journey but it brought
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Song All the Way from Memphis - Mott The Hoople. Forgot my six-string razor - hit the sky. Half way to memphis 'fore I realised. Well I rang the information - my axe was cold. They said she rides the
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Well you spent the whole day. With your axe to the wheel. Read the late paper. It was full of bad news. Excuse me but I think. What I'm saying is true. You've got to find some time. And devote
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Song All the Way from Memphis - Mott The Hoople. Forgot my six-string razor - hit the sky. Half way to memphis 'fore I realised. Well I rang the information - my axe was cold. They said she rides the
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>. They've got long hair at the Madison Square. You've got Rock and Roll at the Hollywood. We'll be there. Oh yeah. The lights go down - they're back in town O. K. Behind the rtacks you glimpse an axe
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Forgot my six-string razor - hit the sky. Half way to memphis 'fore I realised. Well I rang the information - my axe was cold. They said she rides the train to oreoles Now it's a mighty long way
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turn into day when we were battle rapping. No one saw the belly laugh, and every train to somewhere random. No one saw the holidays, and then our first experience clubbing. No one knew the things you did
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plottin' and plannin', * whatever they been demandin'. I *** the cannon, and ran in the lyrical phantom, jumpin' out the plane tandem. Flow so effortless it seems like it happens at random. My green
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bruised by the rhymes I choose I kill rappers at random, I don't understand 'em. The ones I didn't get, are on a memorandum. Lines I recite are spontaneous. The nursery rhymes you write, are
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head to Baron Nashor, Gonna kill it. You would normally ward ya lane up, We don't do ***. Cause these noobs is just like support played by a random. Taking the farm of your AD Carry, Meaning they gimped
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opps nó cho vài 3 viên. với cu luân đứng trên những ngọn sóng phong thái của tao mãi sau vẫn y nguyên. vài tình huống nó cứ random phải kịp trở tay tao đang trappin. mọi chuyện sống với tao hằng ngày đà
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hover, you smother, my brother. You can't do nothin' other than take the record out the cover You get the song at its strong and random flow. You sing along 'cause the words you heard you know. Hostile
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feed on it. Every * endless day You're either on my side or else you're in my way. No one stands a chance when I'm lashing out. Random hate, there is no other way. It's my discipline, it's my
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the walls down. And bust you out, and take you home,. Believe you me, you are not alone,. I'll help you break the walls down. . And I know this is random. But just this morning I saw,. The sun
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Verse 1. It's 1999, I opened up my eyes. It’d be a minute 'til the first time I felt alive. That was when I was six, that's when I got my fix. I learned a wheelie from watching some random YouTube
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that easy to do this. You don't plan for intruders before hand?. Surprised to see me? Cat got your tongue?. Gag, chloroform rag, gag almost **** up a lung. Like you picked up an axe up and then swung
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nd holy water. Notin like somethin to say so please undastand theres no runnin him. Wheres the thrill in a hunt thers no fun in that here i come wit axe. Once i act like lumberjack when im hackin him
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. Not your everyday Damien bath me in holy water. Melting like Son of Sam so please understand there's no gun in hand. Where's the thrill in a hunt there's no fun in that here I come with axe. Once I
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. And let this song be, playin loud in Long B. If you love Bucktown STRONGLY!. RAISE IT UP! Brooklyn my habitat, the place where it happen at. Live sway and the sharp balance of the battle axe. Irons
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. Not your everyday Damien bath me in holy water. Melting like Son of Sam so please understand there's no gun in hand. Where's the thrill in a hunt there's no fun in that here I come with axe. Once I
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understand yo. Servin I mean the matter how old I go Rambo. Cocks strong half a block long. Illy I'll fire starter hittin harder than King Kong. Not a battle axe not one of the mill. Not easily knocked
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smashed in the face by the vase of Cool J. I'm--scratches I'm a beast on the microphone, a night stalker. A killing machine, a savage street talker. Jason with an axe, but I put it on wax. To eradicate
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this song be, playing loud in Long B. If you love Bucktown strongly!. Raise it up! Brooklyn my habitat, the place where it happen at. Live sway and the sharp balance of the battle axe. Irons is
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Yo Chuck, bust the move, man. I was on my way up here to the studio, ya know what I'm sayin'?. And this brother stop me and axe me. "Yo, wassup with that brother Chuckie D, he swear he nice". I
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that easy to do this. You don't plan for intruders before hand?. Surprised to see me? Cat got your tongue?. Gag, chloroform rag, gag almost **** up a lung. Like you picked up an axe up and then swung
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, I'll hang ya like a poster So. when I *** my axe you better drop Cause. I'm "swing swing swing and, chop chop chop" in the Slaughtahouse Yeah. . yo, Ign-ant mc Whassup. Show?. these ni z***what
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, I'll hang ya like a poster So. when I *** my axe you better drop Cause. I'm "swing swing swing and, chop chop chop" in the Slaughtahouse Yeah. . yo, Ign-ant mc Whassup. Show?. these ni z***what
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I want you to do. Niggas with the green Axe and burgundy Forerunner. Inhuman like Blade Runner. When I'm rhyming all summer just listen to the drummer Transistor blister feedback freak the impeders
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, I'll hang ya like a poster So. when I *** my axe you better drop Cause. I'm "swing swing swing and, chop chop chop" in the Slaughtahouse Yeah. . yo, Ign-ant mc Whassup. Show?. these ni z***what
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, I'll hang ya like a poster So. when I *** my axe you better drop Cause. I'm "swing swing swing and, chop chop chop" in the Slaughtahouse Yeah. . yo, Ign-ant mc Whassup. Show?. these ni z***what
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follow. So keep your distance, lad. And I carry traditional weapons. I'll bloody you up with an axe. Hook. This rap is kind of overdue (right?). But now it's time to meet the crew (tight!). The crazy dudes
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past mistakes in barbed wire. Chains around my demons. Wool to brave the seasons. One single thread of gold tied me to you. ♪. Cold was the steel of my axe to grind. For the boys who broke my heart. Now
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mind?. To destroy the one she loves, does that become your mission?. Like a pantomime villain with an axe to grind?. To regain your self-respect, hold your head up like a man,. Use the ice around
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never done good things (I never done good things). I never done bad things (I never done bad things). I never did anything out of the blue, woh-o-oh. Want an axe to break the ice. Wanna come down
