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blood in
My body when it drops
I can't take my eyes up off it
Moving so phenomenally
Room on lock the way we rock it
So don't stop
And under the lights

blood in
My body when it drops
I can't take my eyes up off it
Moving so phenomenally
Room on lock the way we rock it
So don't stop
And under the lights

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

versions of Feeding of the 5000
By jerks whose only fuck off to the system has been one off the wrist?
It's the Feeding of the 5 Knuckle Shuffle.

*
If

forget.

(acoustic version only)
*They say that time it heals all pain.
Then pour a little in my wounds to take this ache away.
I know we all are lost,

I don't care I be dancing when the world end
Stop don't stare You'll get caught up in the Whirlwind
Empty shells they already took the Pearl in
Lets

I made traffic stop
Love it when I'm dancing
People staring is fun
I don't wanna waste my time
Hate it when I feel life passing me by
Making mistakes

crazy thinking of fighting me
You know the best version of myself is all I'm trying to see
Don't expect me to carry any other kind of Creed
These posers

Fresh off the Garden picked by my mama
You rappers getting rotten you need some manure
I dont wear designer clothes Im comfy in Pyjamas
I dont really

the laws
I don't ever stop, I just slow down to a pause
Then take off at full speed again while other niggas jog
Kill a shark like Jaws, cause I won't

California
You can tell just by my Vans
My nigga's about it
You can tell just by his stance
Don't throw no subliminals
Or he'll be throwing hands
My bro

ain't easy, it's damn hard
Then why you do it? I don't really know the answer to it
Heard some kid recite my lyrics, saw some chick dancing to it
I don't

some love till it gone!
La la la la la la la la la

He dive too deep too low
He doesn't know what is tomorrow?
His shirt is so creed follow by his fellow

biggie
To witty dancing on these
Rappers like diddy
Own everything ain't a label to split wit me Crown
Don't even know who i would be by now If i wasn't

chances
Close my eyes
Fade to black
Blood dripping like tap
In my mind have my memories dancing
I don't wanna die
I don't wanna die
I don't wanna die
But I

Get lost
In the clouds, in a painting, in reflections in the water when its gently raining
Get lost
In a story, a poem, dancing to a beat, or staring

And then spits back right into your motherfucking face
Just don't end up like me
Thinking you're a motherfucking saint until you faint
Into your own version

Bridges don't burn they crumble. Pavements return to jungle
Humans, they stumble. Scrape away unique skin for their version number
Make way for

in the
Middle of Lucky Landing
Hit them with a wiggle
They giggling when I'm dancing
Swivelling and jiggle my booty, it never stop
'Til the C4 blows

stop it
Because after all I said I still want stuff to go my way
I play
By own metrics
I write the same way
You play tetris
So let’s see
If I can win

Nunca

Chino XL

I Told You So

2001

to get here.
Don't allow the world to make you forget why.
Our ancestors are with you, and will lead you.
Never let your mental conquer me

(Chorus)

Never

scorching, hold fire just like the sock drawer
Check the score, double digits treat em like dirty chores
Hand itching
Patience getting thinner by every minute

I'm the one who puts the work in
When everybody stops working
No pain
No gain
No story of me becoming the best version
And I do this with a purpose

on the counter
Catch me by the bar
And the sky ain't the limit
So we fashioned out a star
Real recognize real
I don't know your name
Smoking aces, poker face