Detach Yourself...

I know that she think she all that, I know that she think she all that (all that) That's why I never call back, I fall back Like a Ball Cap, I wear it real low Lil bro, found a lil hoe Gave her liquor and a little coke He lick her pussy and he grip her throat Lick her asshole, lick her toes I like bitches that jump down strippers poles"

Patriarchy Explained...

Raw I'mma give it to ya, with no trivia Raw like cocaine straight from Bolivia My hip-hop will rock and shock the nation Like the Emancipation Proclamation Weak MCs approach with slang that's dead You might as well run into the wall and bang your head I'm pushing force, my force you're doubting I'm making devils cower to the Caucasus Mountains

How we stop the Black Panthers? Ronald Reagan cooked up an answer You hear that? What Gil Scott was hearing When our heroes or heroines got hooked on heroin Crack raised the murder rate in D.C. and Maryland We invested in that, it's like we got Merrill lynched And we been hangin' from the same tree ever since Sometimes I feel the music is the only medicine So we, cook it, cut it, measure it, bag it Sell it, the fiends cop it, nowadays they can't tell if That's that good shit, we ain't sure man Put the CD on your tongue, yeah that's pure man

Guess who's on third? Lupe steal like Lupin the 3rd Here like ear 'til I'm beer on the curb Peachfuzz buzz, but beard on the verge Let's slow it down like we're on the syrup Bottle shaped body like Mrs. Butterworth But, before you say another word I'm back on the block like I'm laying on the street I'm trying to stop lyin' like I'm Mumm-Ra But I'm not lyin' when I'm laying on the beat En garde, or touché, Lupe cool as the unthawed But I still feel possessed as a gun charge Come as correct as a porn star In a fresh pair steps in my best foreign car So, I represent the first Now let me end my verse right where the horns are, like…

That black tee with them nice hoodies
The ski mask is my uniform
You know I heard your homies don't like them
If they the right price I might go shootin' 'em for you
Take the heaters out on you hoe cakes
Niggas took a stand on that dope case
Got murked out chillin' at a bird house
Shoulda seen the look on that ho face
When we kicked the doors off the hinge
Niggas that don’t really go all out to win
Six feet deep when you catch a nigga sleep in the streets
Man I bet he won't doze off again
Niggas took a Chevy and blowed off the lid
Show a hundred pounds and balled off the bitch
A couple hundred shots will hold off the pigs
'Til my homeboy Will get home off his bid
I'mma still do stickups
Two Mossberg pumps in the pickup
Everybody keep your cool cause if anybody move
The bust shots will tear your whole clique up
Niggas get rushed out the ambulance lift up, lift off
Face in his ribcage, ripped off
Niggas tax 30 badges for the 36
I'd rather rob and steal than flip soft I'mma stay on...fire

Got some Sean Bell in me, Trayvon in me, Mike Brown in me Got some Malcolm X in me, swigging on the Henny, gripping on a semi Revolutionary rebel from the ghetto, keep my foot up on the pedal I could never settle, try me, I let off the metal

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