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Won More Hit `Brother Ali`

Please oh please oh please Give me just one more hit Please oh please oh please Give me just one more hit Please oh please oh please Give me just one more hit Please oh please oh please Give me just one

Champion (Remix) `Brother Ali`

to get the dick out your intake You toilets in a gay bar, never gettin your shit straight They'll never find diamonds, as bright as my eyes When I find where my competators hide And then I slice em, Brother

Blah Blah Blah `Brother Ali`

[Intro] Get yourself together now because it's hit time Your known as the hit makers Breaker breakers, party makers They'll make your back crack, your liver quiver For all you cats, who never put more

Truth Is `Brother Ali`

Truth is here the truth is here Truth is here the truth is here Truth is here the truth is here I said the truth is here the truth is here I want more Give me more We want more God damn it I'm back to

Pedigree `Brother Ali`

One behind the next in line It's inspection time let me check your design Your pedigree don't hold up next to mine I'm a thouroughbred of the most excellent kind Brother Ali and who's asking The text book

Need A Knot `Brother Ali`

me or not I need a knot weather the bread is for me or not I need a knot weather the bread is for me or not Show me the spot I had to get paper use to move white Did it 24/7 morning noon night Had to hit

The Bite Marked Heart `Brother Ali`

an act of loving Even if they were only acting to be loving The search of love's the origin of our becoming And it becomes clear two souls oblivious twist in the air D E S tiny tried to get us here I hit

Self Taught `Brother Ali`

I'm home Uh, yeah They always ask me, ' Ali, what you so angry for man? Why you always so upset?

The Puzzle `Brother Ali`

don't expect you to have stood where I'm standing Why, repsect is the only thing I'm demanding Try, you and I could build this understanding You can't honestly shake unless you know where my hand's been brother

Collection Plate `Ali`

(Ali) It's packed right, it's packed (Nelly) It's packed? (Ali) You gonna hit dis right herre?

Sleepwalker `Brother Ali`

rushing, my chest, with deep percussion If death and sleep are cousins, then justice is disgusting We'll probably be cellmates behind Hell's gates The devil lives inside my eyelids When I close them I hit

When The Beat Comes In `Brother Ali`

Open the doors, let the people in Turn up the mics, let me speak to them Victorious when the evening ends It all starts when the beat begins VERSE 1: Brother Ali You're now fuckin with the show stopper

Win Some Lose Some `Brother Ali`

boys can start stompin only one They didn't hold back at all They started bangin my head against a steel locker like a freakin racket ball Grill was all busted, the locker was rusted And when my face hit

Bitchslap! `Brother Ali`

the mic, pourin out my heart When it's late night we litter the landscape Animate our dead opposition to get one last phoney handshake I read a lot and write a lot, empty my pockets at the giro shop Hit

Singing This Song `Brother Ali`

does Everybody wanna fuss but what gets discussed When it's all said and done what will be said of us This is who we are not who we have to be In the lasting aftermath of a tragedy Don't wanna talk no more

Walking Away `Brother Ali`

Chorus: There's nothing more for us to say, Got my mind made up, I'm walking away, Sometimes we just outgrow the road that we play, Hope you find a happy ending to your story someday.x2 Verse 2: Round

Star Quality `Brother Ali`

with the baby whipe In the van, Hold your sorry little life in my hand Watch me toss it in the sky and swing right for the stands Battling me is like trying to ride your bike in the sand I'ma eat one more

Only Life I Know `Brother Ali`

sub-par mortgage in a failing house margin The after your life dedication and hardship You died just as poor as you was when you started Fuck that what's up with the second option You could always hit

Room With A View `Brother Ali`

(Brother Ali] I guess its no different from any place else in the world man, I look out my window i see the whole thing.

Dorian `Brother Ali`

that ain't right Now, man to man, I can understand They like to stress a brotha out, man we cuss each other out But you crossin the line by puttin your hands on 'em Ain't nobody ever told you not to hit

Love On Display `Brother Ali`

record is played Verse One: Word to Printmatic I'm a poetry chick magnet With Goldy the pimp habits I roll with a limb that is Droven Omaha, flowin' for hick ass kids Knowin' I was zonin' at the moment I hit

Namesake `Brother Ali`

my existence is to resist Back never bent re-load never relent Of All lights shone I’m glimmering glint I was named after a king in our mist The Greatest Changed the world in the ring with his fists More

Victory! (Come Forward) `Brother Ali`

Victory Ours are the cries that breathe life in the concrete Victory Ours are the tears that splash genius at God's feet Victory Ours are the prayers that weave poetry through drum beats Victory [ VERSE 1: Brother

Work Everyday `Brother Ali`

an old VCR Man I need a job Are they hiring at your Job I got a stack of red bills at my house Man It looks like Valentine’s Day at the crib My Kids eat left-over leftovers man I can’t fool them no more

Say Amen `Brother Ali`

Fake thugs and arrogant nerds Fuck no homo you a no hom owning old grown Unsigned chump month behind on your car loan You got balls looking down on me Or got a mirror on the floor trying to find Ali

Just Fine `Brother Ali`

here So we left the Cadillac in the driveway and walked there Laughs and jokes and eggs and toast and I got the bill while he was outside smoking He dropped it back off Swear to God we got to do this more

Electric Energy `Brother Ali`

replace the mirror Feed that ego let's just feel though Stage got to be extra tall cause he feels low Libido fill the holes in a beer so Make em scream make em cream make em bend Make him forget he's more

Letter To My Countrymen (Feat. Dr. Cornel West) `Brother Ali`

like to talk about the race thing The whole grandparents used to own slaves thing Pat ourselves on the back in February Looking at pictures of Abe Lincoln and the great King But the real picture's much more

Teardrop Hittin' The Ground `Kelli Ali`

look out brother she's my sister ain't stopped cryin' since you kissed her turn around turn around and you better keep on goin' got you down got you down but it's been a real pleasure knowin' you like

Mourning In America `Brother Ali`

sunk deep in their skull their bone chill Few for survival most for the thrill Terrorism is the war of the poor Hold up a mirror so the script get flipped Cause when it’s in reverse it ain’t wrong no more