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Ahab

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(intro: Arabian flute) Let me tell you about Ahab the Arab The sheik of the burning sand He had emeralds and rubies just drippin' off 'a him And a ring on every finger of his hand He wore a big ol' turban wrapped around his head And a scimitar by his side And, every evenin', about midnight He'd jump on his camel named Clyde, and ride [Spoken] Silently through the night to the sultan's tent where he would secretly meet up with Fatima of the Seven Veils, swingingest grade 'A' number one US choice dancer in the sultan's whole harem, 'cause, heh, him and her had a thing goin', you know, and they'd been carryin' on for some time now behind the sultan's back and you could hear him talk to his camel as he rode out across the dunes, his voice would cut through the still night desert air and he'd say (imitate Arabic speech and finish with 'Sold! American) which is Arabic for, 'Stop, Clyde!' and Clyde'd say, (imitate camel sound), which is camel for, 'What the heck did he say anyway?' Well, he brought that camel to a screechin' halt (verbal screeching sound) In the rear of Fatima's tent Jumped off Clyde, snuck around the corner And into the tent he went. There he saw Fatima layin' on a zebra skin rug With [Spoken in falsetto and possibly with female backups] 'Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes and a bone in her nose ho, ho.' [Spoken] There she was, friends, lyin' there in all her radiant beauty, eating on a raisin, grape, apricot, pomegranate, bowl of chittlin's, two bananas, three Hershey bars, sipping on a RC co-cola listenin' to her transistor, watchin' the Grand Ole Opry on the tube, readin' a Mad magazine while she sung, 'Does your chewing gum lose it's flavor?' Yeah, Ahab walked up to her and he say, (imitate Arabic speech), which is Arabic for 'Let's twist again like we did last summer, baby.!!' Ha, ha, ha!! You know what I mean! Whew! She looked up at him from off the rug, give him one of the sly looks, She said (suggestive giggles, then outright laughter) 'Crazy, crazy, crazy baby!' ('round and around and around and around, and around and around and around) Yeah, and that's the story 'bout Ahab the Arab The sheik of the burnin' sand Ahab the Arab, the swingin' sheik of the burnin' sand

Creation Or A Stain

JOSEPH ARTHUR "Come To Where I'm From"
I got a god in my head Tells me that I'm crazy Got a god in my head Telling me I'm crazy An angry little god punching on my skull Another little god Tells me that I'm lazy A useless piece of shit with no love to give at all now And the smallest god up there Thinks that I'm the greatest Tells me no one else could be as good as me. I listen to them all, I was a disc jockey to consequences Little propagandist selling misery I build a cocoon I got to get away A shirt made out of wood and glue and crack and then some paint(????) No one see ya down there and no one's getting in I got a needle, a pack, a satchel, and a quart of country gin I drink and shoot and smoke until the only voice I hear Is the one telling me those other people, don't let anybody near No don't let anybody near (x4) And now the telephone is ringing, the walls are falling down The city birds are singing, my soul's nowhere around I have made myself a monster I have damned myself again I have eaten all my children, I have tightened up my skin I'm a walking crucifixion, I'm a fucked-up memory Consumed in all that's left, I'm my mother's misery I'm sucking on Satan's tit She's milking me her pussy flower I drink until I'm convinced there's no place left to go You know there's no place left to go (x4) So I drink until the pain is dry I know it never is Sometimes though, I guess I think that I'm the best Until the morning after when I wake up with the guilt Of burning down all the things my sacred hands have built And throwing out all the love you know I never felt Yeah, you know I never felt (x4) Let's make our tortured Romeo's Personal help can be unique You bring it on yourself Burn out when you might peak The Holy Ghost is exiled from your heart and from your soul If you control it it's no fun, and if it's fun you've lost control Your past is plagiarism your symbols have dried up Your corruption's as confused As old lovers that you dug Like some hidden toxic fume Your soul dissipates In the ozone of guilty acts with motive All the things you hate There's bodies dancing, crazed Sexual heat Crazy in an orgy The way starving people eat Regrets weight overwhelms, and tired bodies fall Bankrupt from the beaten Let's split one more eight-ball Blue as beggars, beaten, bleeding Tired eyes made of rust And we all know when it gets like this there's no one you can trust No no there's no one you can trust(x4) Some say the solution's locked in the sweat-box I wouldn't know I've never been there, I sold my keys to get a rock We sing along to forgotten AM radio stations And drink expensive wine, toast the friends that we left hanging Like prisoners in conceit We heard through the cracks I know for sure don't trust no one who says' they've got you back The windows all explode Outside the noise pollution booms Everyone's now hidden like cockroaches in dark rooms I've been brought back from the dead before, so anything can happen Obsessed with tragic antics, down and out like Eric Clapton These are my wild years, I'm trying to enjoy the pain The euphoria of dying Toxins wrestle in my brain We've all been leaders of corruption We've all been spiders on the wall Waiting for a hand to smash us or the doom of light to fall Is this guilt of just self-hatred Runnin' wild, uncontained Leaking from a broken soul Is this creation or a stain Is this creation or a stain...

Stay Schemin' (Freestyle)

JOE BUDDEN
Used to strive to be a G but that caper was over wit’ When I wanted a M, this was all labeled appropriate One I fronted for, one was heavy in the rear Til I made that and realized that one was already there Check it, they asking bout my well being, well I been fine I just did some sets of 50 on the incline I don’t do the games, but if I happen to be into one Burner to his melon, just my version of temple run They tell me I’m crazy, they say that Joe’s off But I ain’t tryna rap wit new ideas using old thoughts The whole premise of they argument is so forced So what that say for you, if you concluded that wit’ no cause That’s just some lil truth for you know-it-alls Nigga I can roof a bowling ball I make a mayor change his point of view And won’t always show wit’ his face depends on who its pointed to Now a bunch of groupie niggas want to join the crew Models want to join the pool, it’s funny what some coins will do My regular sex’ll be a porn to ya’ll Its wierd since I never fucked none of my friends that’s porno stars Wait… forgot about that night up in the fountain blue Decapitate that other bar, head I wasn’t counted dude When its normal for you, you ain’t gotta play to win I’m more concerned with how Melo’s gonna play wit Lin I took a break for a sec, I’m done chilling Thought I lost my hunger, kind of had this numb feeling Haters say I’m wack, paint me as that one villain But I’ll be nice longer than they gon’ be unwilling nigga! Now I’m only chasing bills hard You won’t understand it ’til you face the right pill charge Worry free cause my lawyer get it crunk Told me I’d get time serve without ever hitting a bunk I don't bother wit’ a glock Or haven’t since I parted from the block But if duke talking crazy then he’ll do it to a cartridge full of shots Find his body in a river down in Austin won’t matter if his father is a doc Nigga!! Feet dangling from a small stretcher Convo interrupted by a small heckler Cause the boy feel like rapping again You heard a Clue tape you know its about to happen again Joey…

The Kingdom That Worshipped The Dead

JEDI MIND TRICKS "The Thief And The Fallen"
All over the U.S States, even London [Verse 1: Evidence] I trust the pain, what I say is best What my studio suggests, my life is a mess Standing in the rain playing Reign Of The Tec A big bang in my dame, still claiming respect Fuck, known for sunsets, know they go west A rolling stone don't stay in no nest Fresh off the plane and played with no rest No gang, so I came in the game with no vest I keep it simple life officially free Rolling up tobacco with medicinal weed Hahaha, you hear the rapture in my laughter Create greatness from the visions that I capture I'm after the gold and after that platinum shit I think I'm over that, cause that ain't gonna happen In LA my whole life, so I am sick of the glamor But I can make an order fill clicking on the camera [Hook:] Check it, who wants to disrespect? The undefeated, undisputed Crazy hardcore, no sell out Everyone in my circle is dominating [Verse 2: Rakaa] Sacrifice, born twice, the messiah and Christ The height of the night, the darker the times, the brighter the light The truth is often lost in the score That pure life essence left on the cutting edge of the sword Good lord, I grab the mic like a biblical staff It's mythical math, baptism, miracle bath Calligraphy is graphic, graffiti's scribbled in wrath Split you straight down the middle in half Or get your [?], I'm slipping your jab It's the expanded man, 'mano a mano' meaning 'hand to hand' Each coward standing for nothing, they don't stand a chance When reality falls heavy as an avalanche The rock n roll hall of fame mind frame rhyme scheme Man of war, I don't chase trends, I make times change Rakaa's Jedi High Counsel rare honorary pharaoh Learn to aim a little high to hit your target with the arrow [Hook:] Check it, who wants to disrespect? The undefeated, undisputed Crazy hardcore, no sell out Everyone in my circle is dominating Check it, who wants to disrespect? The undefeated, heavyweight Crazy hardcore, no sell out All over the U.S. States, even London [Verse 3: Vinnie Paz] C'mon, dummy your whole squad trash Money piled up like an interstate car crash I don't waste time cause y'all ain't worth a dog's ass I could smell pussy from the time you first walked past Soul side told the [?] to killed Tony And how you gonna ask for more, but still owe me Some of y'all around the real, but still phony The six by eight in the box is real lonely I'm tired of these motherfuckers, that's in my coat tail They're only in my cypher, cause they know that I sold well Throw this rap motherfucker over the boat rail Marciano and Shala, hope that it goes well This traitor over here, he a snitch like a [?] And his career only seen on the history channel I'm Cobain when he playing every riff in the flannel Ain't you house trained yet? You still piss in the kennel, stupid [Hook:] Check it, who wants to disrespect? The undefeated, undisputed Crazy hardcore, no sell out Everyone in my circle is dominating Check it, who wants to disrespect? The undefeated, heavyweight Crazy hardcore, no sell out All over the U.S. States, even London [x3]

Get Down

JOELL ORTIZ "House Slippers"
Get down, Yeaaah Uh, wave at me baby I'm wavy White Tee and the yankee is navy JOE L L, yeah I'm jiggling baby Picking up ladies in that cinnamon Cedes A1 flow I'm out here getting this gravy Steak out my crib, turn you into filet mig-non Cabron, I've been lifting this eighty I turn your selfie to a pic in The Daily News you know the rules, boy my city is crazy Empire state with the liberty lady The towers drop but them twins still around Twin Glocks forty-orties And twin four pounds Who wanna dance I spin you around Bring you back and kiss you goodbye with a round [Hook:] Ahh, now shorty how that sound I know you're from outta town round here That's how we get down You're in the city that shoot Beside these bitches nothing really that cute We get down We don't play at the [?] One band two band shaking the spot We get down Ain't nothing bummy around here Girlfriend we getting money around here This is how we get down Ain't nothing funny around here Girlfriend a lot of money around here This is how we get down Anywhere I'm at is the turn up (turn up) They scream turn down, I'm yelling for what? (for what) Winter time I turn the collar of my fur up Summer time top down flipping birds up Trying to tell these niggas, now I'm stunning on 'em word up Fuck it I'm that nigga when it comes to fucking words up Move without security, and post on any curb yep Tryina bust a move and watch the eagle lift a bird up Any now I wanna lift a bird up Break her off crazy have her shaking like a nerve suck Looking at her in the corner all curled up Gave her the Anaconda now it's curled up Pimp juice I should be Jheri curled up Dripping from all this game that I'm kicking like the world cup [Hook] It's a whole lot money around here Baby girl we get gully around here I don't know how they got down there But trust me we get it popping around here Pop up pop bottles and pop ya'll ladies Nah I don't pop molly cause I get crazy I pop they pop, them nines pop baby Pop off, nah pap's for real we don't play, Paa! I get it live so easy, nah I don't mean do this for TV But you see me I make these bitches do the Houdini Have 'em reappear in the Figi's in bikinis You mad, you got it bad boy face facts Do it big take a nice puff and tell her take that

Crazy World

RASCALZ
[Intro] One time for your mind This is not a test, this is an emergency Listen, this is what I need you to do... Is get on the dance floor [Notch] Before you cross the border Betta have your shit in order Cuz now your spots is real playin so stayyyyy [Red 1] Aiyyo, we got 'em in a tight grip, but keep it tight lip For we killa types get live with the mic check Hit 'em with the right left, make sure it's priceless Rascalz, Sazon, Van' in these nice sets So let our word shine like we iced it For ma familia, gotta keep it righteous And for me Rassa cuz they don't like us They try to hold me down but you know we gon rise up Open your eyes, betta.. hope with them guys up Who's got the flow to overthrow before your times up? Enemy or friend, better make your mind up .9 millimeter, pan ready got 'em lined up Even though time's tough, we stay mind tough Yeah, you know where to look if you want to find us Just follow the crowd and get into the line up Cuz you could get it - all you gotta do is sign up [Chorus 1: Notch] Before you cross the border Betta have your shit in order Cuz now your spots is real playin so stayyyyy It's a crazy world we live in Gotta get it baby, fit in Cuz you might find yourself, by yourself this way, so stayyyyy [Red 1] I yo meil, burrico reil Et on a so coma in a de sequa a feit Es a de calo, por savor Bring the heat... Aiyyo, your fucking with the wrong cat Who got the bomb rap lookin like a long gat Sippin on Congac and Banjo - we on that Feelin no contact, lockin it down like record company contracts Cuz they broad cats, bug it, blood clot that All on my nuts, they need to get off that [Sazon Diamante] We ain't across the battle, whether to choose God to the devil I live it up revolutionary as a rebel With a cause to enlighten my people, that's primary And everything after that is classified secondary Could we go on? If we ain't strong, I doubt it For now, I put the problems away, I'm really crowded with stress So I go and drink away the pain Pass me the mic, ain't a club, so watch the rain and be free [Chorus 2: Notch] Before you cross the border Betta have your shit in order Cuz now your spots is really playin so stayyyyy It's a crazy world, crazy world, crazy world It's a crazy world we live in Gotta get it baby, fit in Cuz you might find yourself, by yourself this way, so stayyyyy [Misfit] Where you at? To my people on the concrete rolling that To them people on your block like strolling when? You get 'em live start smoking man This shit be like damn, you can't hold it man So I drop it like it's hot when I blow an en Cancel 'Friends', this sound when I load an en Cuz the trigger pulls every clip before a hand So ease wit it when you load my clip before you stand Blast your speaker, head leaking when it hit the meter Scorpio sting lethal bars at your tweeter And ya heard this new shit set to freak ya And get ya off, like you smoking reefer Yo, yo, giving you some more of that I'm up in the cut, just moving like a running bat So when I holla shifts, you better send it back I touched on it in the zone with a paper stack [Chorus 1] [Notch harmonizes until end]

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