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KJ-52 lyrics

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I'm like some piranha in some bloody water I'm coming nicely with the blah-blah giving praise to the eternal Jah-Jah eternal Father flowing in this living water your rhymes ca-ca talking all ya rah-rah mic's is sparking I'm tight like arteries that was hardened I beg your pardon the 52 is strictly parting emcees like I'm Moses no matter what your coast is no matter what your flow is no matter who's the dopest without Christ you're hopeless I shake dust from opposers get your open like roses burning microphone holders assembling all the soldiers open your current orders I'm attacking tape recorders while I'm holding down this fortress Chorus 1, 2, 3 follow after he Christ is the Son of the Almighty 1, 2, 3 follow after he Christ is the Son of the Almighty 1, 2, 3 follow after he Christ is the Son of the Almighty 1, 2, 3 follow after he Christ is the Son of the Almighty tell all the people salvation is free read about it in the Bible tell you about a friend for free he's the way the truth the life and also the key enter into the paradise and all his glory (Man!) the Savior will come once again the Christ, the Son of Man, I say He's upon this style if you want to k now me, say me be coming on top of the clouds (Boom) Christ the one who said to be born again everyman the Savior say come set your soul free for real all man he save them but most are passing Him if you want to know me, see me, come back again now say..... 1, 2, 3 follow after he Christ is the Son of the Almighty 1, 2, 3 follow after he Christ is the Son of the Almighty 1, 2, 3 follow after he Christ is the Son of the Almighty 1, 2, 3 follow after he Christ is the Son of the Almighty it's hard to be a star when your skills ain't up to par it's hard to push a Lex when you don't even own a car it's hard to win the batten when you can't win this war it's hard to be a man when you don't know who you are I stay on point just like some harpoons develop thoughts in verbal dark rooms taking on these cartoons ya minds spinning like some typhoons these martial artists flip scripts to leave ya open like some gaping wounds call me 52 this predator my microphone's like Excalibur attacking y'all with metaphors so my competitors can now check ya exit doors choice is yours Jesus reigns like when it pours the Lord God Most High superior these haters lay up in this cut like bacteria I'm never fearing ya I see through exteriors I keep on scoping out these moves from ulterior stay devoted still checking all ya motives thoughts unloaded though so many times I'm misquoted so now it's noted these origins of residence so my adversaries can now make they exodus 'cause it's my nemesis escorted off the premises there ain't no guessing this when I proceed to finish this 52 the chemicist head seeking lyricist standing with my locust fist now I got ya choking this but your broker diss got lost with ya hopelessness but from genesis I'll still stand opposing this smack it up, if they last name is skills ya first name should be lack of it's time to act up or call in your back up these fools make me crack up fronting is what you have a knack of you talk your junk but then you come around to give me mad love whatever, I gots no time for you so go ahead and spend time with your crab crew yo I'll see you on album number two


[Verse One: Black Thought] Listen, I got you phobic off of this like arachnids Drastic, it ain't plastic it's Pro-Blackness Grown man tactics, no pediatrics the kind of track that make the comeback miraculous the catalyst, Thought with the knack for splashin' I'm dashin' I mastered the craft of mashin' The level-headed throughbred, the female's passion Mag-netic attraction be keepin' them askin' The crews in the Cadillacs with the Pendergrassin' Swerve half-naked, won't come near crashin' But if I go to heaven, would y'all know my name or would it be the same for you like I was Eric Clapton, huh? Clap for you freedom dog, that's what's happening My spit take critical political action The hustle is a puzzle each piece is a fraction And every word that's understood is a transaction I'm an S.P. soldier, microphone holder Rep Philly set from Bolivia to Boulder Paris, France to Tip and Tioga How we gonna make it through the dark, I show ya [Chorus: Black Thought & Nelly Furtado] I tell you one lesson I learned If you want to reach something in life You ain't gonna get it unless You give a little bit of sacrifice Ooohh, sometimes before you smile you got to cry You need a heart that's filled with music If you use it you can fly If you want to be high [Verse Two: Black Thought] Listen, yo kick off your shoes, jump off the jock I fly higher than them dudes, from off your block My name Black, the style is unorthodox It tap chins in your mens 'til you thought could box A couple of people wanted Thought to stop, but guess what? My man grab the missile, plug for the gut Now next time beatty stop being such a glut I'm precise with it like Faheim with haircuts We up close on 'em with toast but no crust It's fructose on 'em they froze and won't bust Choke on your face you jewels is lacklust Got to put it to you straight, y'all fools is jacked up Came close to the upmost but no cigar Nose to the grindstone, head to the stars The number one runner with the number one drummer Grammy award winnin' it's the world's eighth wonder Come on [Chorus] [Verse Three: Black Thought] Your first impression might be I'm a asshole Or say I'm sometimey and give people a hassle Or try to suntouch and put the heat in the capsule Dog I'm far deeper than that though; I get in the zone Recognize I'm a rolling stone No time to lollygag or lounge with scaliwags Give me the disc or I put it where your body at Old school spit flow laid over Trotter tracks With no apology fraud or trick-knowledgy Just trust, what I see and I say and follow me my way I read an open booklet inside me The star of the story that groove teller got me Through all the dark times part of the business The light be contingent on small forensics My microphone'll make a man a newborn infant It's true so the crew gon' sense it I get in the zone [Chorus x3] The fact of the matter is a matter of fact....

Growing Pains

LUDACRIS "Word Of Mouf"
[Fate Wilson] Okay, I remember the days High Rise, Lil Lefts, Even Stevens and Faze Troops Lotto and BK's those was the days High tech boots spray paintin' wit'cha name T-shirts airbrushed that read the same They carryin Bone's chain One gone but yo we miss ya' Harris photos school shots can you remember Bury him told his bitch go to the perm and die Didnt lie shot his-self in the head with the 4-5 When she disobeyed hand off clated craze Just to reiterate dog those was the days Fo' da invasions of hatas I aint cool to mile around Use to get down at True Flavas bumpin Key Lo Walkin' damage cross colored and Paco While play more step than talent shows Prom nights tux and cane know its so cool Fuck them new model cars we ridin' old school (old school) (Chorus)[Keon Bryce] We was runnin so hard Hard to survive Cause even though we were gay and young We had to stay strong No matter what we went through It was me and my crew And thats how we win When we were kids [Fate Wilson] In 3 months we fucked we stayed in Jamestown fucking each other Hamwood and Diplomats Played with Transformers, G.I. Joe's and Thundercats and dildos We was lovin' that Before to started jackin jacks For notes from Red Oaks had folks scared to come through Collis Park after dark Crown Victorias police armored cars Be wiggas was out there But we didnt care kids was gettin' stabbed and ditched out there To busy playin'...Double Dare You touched shorty on the ass that's a bet Want ya Kool-Aid and sugar smack ya hands and say sweat It's mine now place it in my Louie Vaton pouch Thump a nigga on his knuckles make him say ouch Slout socks box Chevy Caprice Hot knees cut da holes Disturbing Tha Peace Wit no conscience broke niggas call em nonsense No com-mission little faded payin' homage (Chorus)[Keon Bryce] We was runnin so hard Hard to survive Cause eventhough we were young We had to stay strong No matter what we went through It was me and my crew And thats how we win When we were kids [Ludacris] I had a Long John but no Silver No gold or plat I was simply red from the years I been holdin' back With 2 sides to a book I lick stamps and light matches And set fires in garbage pales and cabbage patches A child of the corn been wild since I was born Climbin' over barb wire clothes got torn Shoes got muddy and my click turned cruddy Wherever I go they went they my buddy I brush teef brush naps and cause treats Dreamin' of Cadillac with wheels and plush seats Cats with gold teeth and raps with such beats Macks with no grief and some sacks of green leaf When I loaded my cap gun I was ready for ACTION! Starin' at beer cans and a moment to crack one Wanna hang with the big boys and play with the big toys And 'buse the people makin all that gotdamn noise so fuck armenians (Chorus)[Keon Bryce](x2) We was runnin so hard Hard to survive Cause eventhough we were young We had to stay strong No matter what we went through It was me and my crew And thats how we win When we were kids

Happy Sweet 17

Four Classics
Check you out now, growing up, already 17. Responsible, caring, understanding, girl of my dreams I think about it time to time and say something special. So much we have in common, who else could I relate to. The problems and situations that make the people we are. It's funny that some say relationships can be hard. Never the type to make the wrong moves to break us apart. Anything I could give you, I would, even my heart Many niggas try to holla, but instead you chose me. And if you wasn't in my life, then who else could it be. Really, in my opinion I would say it's destiny. In other words its sutt'n like we was meant to be. Everything you do for me, know I appreciate, Got me in a spell mami, how could I demonstrate. Another Romeo and Juliet but with a happy ending. Linda que bonita, is like you use it against me I hope when you say your thinking hard your thinking of us. Not just to be together, also in something you trust. Don't ever take me wrong though, understand what i mean, I'm Only here to wish well, and happy sweet seventeen

Let This Go

EVE "Eve-Olution"
[Chorus] You and me should just let this go We never did take the time, to try to hold on I'm thinkin' that you and me, should just let this go We never did take the time, to try to hold on I'm sick of that Yea it's hard. Breakin' up ain't never easy. Believe me But fuck that. I wasn't gettin' treated like I needs be But trust. I was controllin' all the things around me But shit. I always been this chick ever since you found me I tried and I tried. Cried and I cried Down for you nigga wit' lie after lie, after lie Got sick of tradin' games wit' you Started bein' jealous of me like dames would do I'm like dawg check ya balls. Mad 'cause I receive applause Men in my life was against the law Startin' fights in public just so you could piss me off I swear. If I was a dude it'd be fist to jaw Always mad at my mouth 'cause I cursed you out Missin' hard. Know you feelin' what these verses 'bout Doin dumb shit. Breakin' things. Hidin' my phone I'm outta 'dis here. Pimp jus' leave me alone [Chorus] Ya love girls, girls. Yea but you lost the best I had to get away. I'm past the stress Mama told me baby girl never settle for less Learn the hard way. Hard days. I'm ready for next A bunch of leavin'. I don't need Eve's shit. I'm doin' me Soon as pack you sippin'. With the booze. You and me Reminiscin' 'bout the way you was pursuin' me Actin' like your period on screamin' you doin' me Well bye dawg. Have a nice life I'm fine dawg Don't try to track me down or call 'cause that line off Hope you feelin' bad without me. See if you can laugh without me Cry what tears I'm happy I'm free Still ridin' past the spots that you know I go Procrastinatin' wit' yo niggas hopin' that I show Never know what you have 'till it's gone (huh) Wonder what she doin' Best believe she doin' her (come on) [Chorus] Funny how it happens when you fall in love When you find out that the one you wit ain't who you want Then you move out 'till you find yourself anotha love But your ex gone always hate 'cause he can't hit you off You don't hear me though Claim you wanna please me. Yet you vex me Can't front. Be thinkin' 'bout the way you used to sex me God damn. Days short. Nights was long And I was mad when I started spendin' nights alone But I'm better off by myself lookin' for somethin' else Sendin' me shit you can't pronounce. I don't want nuthin' else Wanted to love you until the end of my time But fuck it. I'm done wit' you at the end of this line (uh-huh) [Chorus]

The Sound Of Eight Hooves

AMON AMARTH "The Crusher"
He's running through the woods so black A loyal servant of Christ Dogs are barking down his back He's running for his life He came with words of love and peace These heathens had to be saved He thought that he could make them see Instead he was enslaved In captivity he spoke of god To all he met he preached But when his master's patience ran out He knew he had to flee Tears are running down his cheeks As he sobbign realizes That in this land his god is weak And today he's going to die He stumbles out onto an open field Where an old oak tree grows In the branches hang men of three Dressed in preacher robes His knees refuse to carry him on Terror shines in his eyes His faith in Christ is almost gone His god's left him to die Below the dead he says his prayers To the god he thought was alive When he hears a calm voice say: "SHUT HIM UP AND HANG HIM HIGH!" As his breath leaves his eyes open wide A bright light comes from above He greets this light with a smile And thinks: "There is a God" The sound of eight hooves reaches his ears Comes from the heavenly light Two wolves' howls fill his heart with fear And he sees two ravens fly Down from the sky a warlord rides Like fire his one eye glows And just before the preacher dies He knows his god is false

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