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1995 (Producer)

"Packing Light"

[Verse 1: Ruslan]
This right here that next level
This right here the best ever
Dream Junkies and the rest asleep
Why would I waste my breathe ever
This right here that okie-doke
"Vengeance is Mine" says the Lord of Hosts
Like when Jax and his sons watched Opie go
Or when Diddy punched Drizzy no OVO
Oh, oh and they wonder why I'm so bold
'For they know I'm a hit 'em with the choke hold
'For they know it I'm a hit 'em with the Stone Cold
It's all wrestling what you don't know
Don't you wondering what you to be on
In the streets shady you feel like the peons
So we do it ourselves without any help
While inspiring that is what we have been on
Put ourselves on independent
No corporations that are all up in it
No stockholders on my shoulders
Blind eyes asking me if I'm focused
And we ain't even talking 'bout skill
Pound for pound we kill any rapper at will
But you knew that already, you really ain't ready
To see this machete make human spaghetti
I'm gone

[Hook: Beleaf]
Packing light (Whoa)
Packing light life of the party
I'm a rock (And roll)
Mardi-Gras and hot tamale
Call the cops (What for)
I been on that Eniac
And people watch (And I go)
My native tongue is speaker box
They ain't got no idea
They ain't got noway hosay
They don't know why I'm here
You say no I say ok

[Verse 2: Beleaf]
This right here that lullaby
Go head take that breath of sleep
Go head take that Dimetapp
Put your pajamas on and I hope you dream
I'm tutored by Freddy Kruger
I'm neutered by no one ever
So you know I let 'em hang low
So they hang out with my ankles
I could give a damn about a blog post
Or a comment, I'm a comet
They tell me swallow my pride
But I can't cause I'd vomit
Long days I'm on the Westside
There's a Bible study from a mosh-pit
That's Baltimore 3000 miles
That's a dub-step and a long trip
Lightweight I'm tipsy off one sip
I'm drunk and hated, I'm drunk and hate it
And my life be looking like Ned Flanders
But all my bars be R-rated
Ohh, but barely
Maybe just the majority
I'm the black sheep and the minority
So when you're counting sheep
You don't notice me
C'mon

[Hook]

[Verse 3: John Givez]
This right here that new scene
This might make you lose it
This right here that Scarface
You wanna go to war you better choose Skip
This right here that drunk card
This right here that Happy Meal
If Donald double don't put patty cakes
Then I'll have it eat it and then poop it
I'm a pioneer for this dream
I'm the pilot steering this thing
I'm a violent savage with the right of passage
On the mainline when I sing
Tell that drummer boy play the drum
Tell that drummer boy play the drum
We the Humpty to all of your Dumpty
You dummies pa rum pum pum pum pum pum pum
Killing these rappers is fun
We the new rappers we sons
Brothers we dream
Maybe we'll give it back when we done
Nah, we ain't gon' never be done
Level to level to level to level
We done dreamt off cause you not my Soul Rebel
I'm ready for anything killing with purpose
Arrgg

[Hook]

[Outro: Kendrick Dial]
They say you need 10,000 hours to be considered and expert
Well he did it in only 10
And that've been within his sleep
He's an avalanche in the middle of the desert
Every track he sees he eats like lobster and shrimp
So fluid with the wordplay they can't tell weather he's a preacher of a pimp
Even in a room by himself he's amongst great company
Vini Vidi Vici, he came, he saw, he conquered
Even when they thought he was condor
So mystical even his mama thought he was conjured
Some would say the rise was to fast
But when you packing light
Lifes' baggage is just a baggage of unpacking move out your path

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