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SPACESHIP (What Am I Missing)

Missy Elliott Hot Boyz/ Concrete Butterfly No. 3

Verse:

For My Senioritas Up In The Strip! Who Wouldn't Mind A Smart Guy Working At McDonald's, As I Let It Rip! On The Mic, We The Projects, Nevermind A "Tip"! All Them Guns For What, Like Who The Fuck Nigga Got Beef With!? "The Terminator", Or Something, I'm Up At The Gram! I'm Not These "No Limit Soldiers", All The Sudden Pitching Yams! For Some Nigga, While He Hiding On The Block, Cuz He Shammed! His Kin Folk, I Tell That Nigga Catch A Fade, And Scram! Bitter Ones Swear They're The 1st, And Last To Shut It, And Cut It! Duke, Your Team Late, Like Soundview Niggaz, No Bugging! Everybody "From Brooklyn" All The Sudden! Nigga, You Was Knocking On The Devil's Door, And God Had Y'all Running! Back To The Block, Where Niggaz Shook You Down For Some Bucks! You's A "G", Tho A Dime Wouldn't Even Let You Fuck! Your Brother Wouldn't Front You Cash, On The Low He The Real Plug! "Streets Need A Body", Yeah You're "Famous", Bro Just Take A Chug! Cough It Up, On The Low You Can't Even Twist! A Bluntville, And It's Easy, How The Fuck You're Gonna Miss!? Duke, You Couldn't Even Stop A Thug, You Needed Assists! You Should Come From Love More, And Stay Away From Trish! Anyway, Years Ago I Rapped On This Same Beat! I Was On Demon Time, Caught Wild Niggaz Throwing B's! Caught Niggaz Throwing C's, Caught Niggaz Throwing Crown! Been There, Done That, And Y'all Know Who Run This Town! Niggaz Acting Like I Ain't Know How The Game Go! Every Time I Caught A Nigga That Was On The Down Low! That Time I Was Running Promos On Facebook! Been A Thug All My Life, You Could See How Their Face Look! Niggaz Mad I Been Wise, Courtesy Of The Lord! Plus The Food I Chose To Eat, Full Of Culture, I Explored! Anyways, That Time Is Done, I'm Just Chilling Some More! Of Course I'm Gonna Run A Promo On The Cloud, How Bout Some Hardcore!?

Rogue Spiritual - Concrete Butterfly No. 3 - Missy Elliott - Hot Boyz

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Lena Renee - Island Girl

Romans 2:1-11 | God's Kindness, Tolerance, & Patience | Does It Matter To God What We Do?

When the South does not understand how the North lives...
when the West does not listen to what the East says...
wars begin

The Ear of the South

A tropical island. 
After eating, getting drunk, 
A writer about monsters
He 'll write effervescent 
 A rustling wave
 A paper whim
 Pages of light falsehood
 Blown by the breeze...
In just a month people 
A warm country
He learns: what the north lives by, 
Read his dreams, 
Yawn: effortlessly
We've got them figured out!
 The organ of hearing
 For well-fed bodies, why, by God? 
 The Ear of the South – 
 One for everyone, on Van
Gogh's head.
Ear of the south, ear of the south, ear of the south, 
The ear of the south, the ear of the south, the ear of the south.

Taiga waves, 
Vast steppes – 
So much so that it already hurts! – 
Sung by tramps. 
 The whole life is in question, 
 In response to Miklukha
 The visit is coming to us
 High Ear. 
The next morning, people are on YouTube 
A warm country 
He will see: how the north lives, 
What are his dreams about,
Yawn: effortlessly 
We've got them figured out! 
 The organ of hearing 
 For well-fed bodies 
 Why, by God? 
 The Ear of the South – 
 One for everyone, on Van's head 
 Goga. 
The ear of the south, the ear of the south catches a blizzard, 
How an old woman multiplies rumors in the ear of the south. 

Late, autumn, 
To be uninvited, 
The wind is blowing 
Leaves of the past - 
 Look around, 
 Having drawn conclusions, 
 Revolutions 
 I'll bring out the damage:
Listen to the ancestors 
Instructions, 
And not caustic 
Exercises
 Foreign
Educators, 
 Those that we 
 Beaten off
In the old battles, 
But the defeated, 
So as not to be ashamed – 
We didn't hang up, 
 They didn 't, 
 Removing the weapon, 
 Then we lived 
 In complacency. 
And they are, 
Wounds cured, 
They got closer, 
Having made plans...
we grumble, 
 Don't let them touch us – 
 A hundred reasons for them,
And what's the result, huh?! – 

The troops found out 
On our borders – 
In summer, in breeches
Those who came to fight, 
 Yes, not even to fight,
But just to walk 
 Before the snow in the capital, 
 Waiting for capitulations.
In just a couple of weeks
A terrible war
The bravado has evaporated the hops 
From the other side:
About this power of theirs 
We were not informed.

The North is breathing, 
The East rises, 
The South has heard, 
The West fell silent. 
 The North is breathing, 
 The East rises, 
 The South has heard, 
 The West fell silent.
The North is breathing, 
The East rises, 
The South has heard, 
The West fell silent.
The North is breathing, 
 The East rises, 
 The South has heard, 
 The West fell silent... 

The organ of hearing 
At well-fed bodies, I noticed in alarm
The noise of devastation
But here's the joke: already at their doorstep! 
 The ear of the south to our sounds was 
 It was deaf
 Hit, bro, right in the ear,
In the ear of the south!

Ear of the south, ear of the south, ear of the south, 
The ear of the south, the ear of the south, catching a flop!..

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