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do you live under a rock
Mainstream got you trapped in a box
Singing along to songs
That ain't hot
It's been so long
Since there's been fire at the top

We All Make Mistakes
We R All In The Eternal Memory

Transpired by higher
I desire to rise into the sky
Third to the most high speak with utmost

Cant remember where we headed
Doing circles like i'm testing
GPS no second guessing
Earth, wind and that fire crazy
Can't forget the water baby
Elements

Guess Who's Back

Richie Rich

Seasoned Veteran

1996

Talk to me man
This ya boy Young Hova, yo turn the motherfucking noise up
We'll get right into the proceedings this evening
Headphones are

wilts, a dwindling spark
By the light of a dying star
Souls depart, into viscous dark
Cold winds gnaw at the horizon
As the fire fades

Hollow dead rot

a ring, like a Planeteer, I be giving them earth
Water, wind, and fire, what are your desires? I'm making it work
My flow - a utility, water whipping

think the streets on fire with the engine
As the world burns let me turn to my incense
A nigga can’t sleep, they doing housecalls
All in the streets

Quotations from Chairman Fred

Lupe Fiasco

Drogas Wave

2018

out the lungs of a stunna
But life turns to a station and a hustler to a hummer
Went from speaking and now not even sinking
The game is karaoke 'til

trying to change the globe
I've been feeling like the avatar
Dripping all this water, earth, fire, wind when I'm blowing smoke
I got wavy flow, wavy like

(Chano!)
(Hustle)
(Don't forget I hustle)
I'm so geeked to win(So geeked)
Black truck window down hand inside the wind(The wind)
I won't never rush

BACK 2 HIPHOP

Nas

Masters of the Sun, Vol. 1

2018

sworn that you wasn't warned 'cause we was
Trapped in the box that rap had spawned
It was a square until we kicked it to an octagon
We gotten strong

trooper vessel
Got this barbecue sauce for the party in the yard
Yea the grill bout to be on fire
Playing Earth, Wind & Fire, dancing hard into the night

Crazy Man Michael

Fairport Convention

RT: The Life and Music of Richard Thompson

2006

will cursèd be

Michael he ranted and Michael he raved
And beat up the four winds with his fists o
He laughed and he cried, he shouted and he swore

TURN THE SUN OFF!

I. The Presage

There is a permanent fire
Burning inside our hearts.
We shall never betray
Our purity of Gods

But those who

tornado wind
I’m fading out and fading in
In In
Twist up and turn up the speakers
That bass make you nod like you leaning
And it’s around we got that if you

Picture God spittin' fire
All you fuckers' feel my flame
Burn the Earth once again
Tired of this world of pain
Put the trigger to my brain
Release me from

descend upon earth to usher in the peace for a millennial age
Ash turns to dust from where it came
Dust turns to mud when the rain and storms came
Mud turns

of reckoning
Would've come so soon
They put their faith in the people
And hell fire consumed
Who knew that the price of evil
Would send you to your tomb
You put

wince
On a trip, travel far, never leave the crib
Still sip brew, fuck the law
That’s the heat in him
Fired up, fire up the bud
Fire in the whip
Hot box

repelled by the smell coming off her breath. WTF had she been eating!?!?!?!!! Yup, turns out it was olives. Irritated by this pseudo Greek lying next to me

align
As I sign my name on your spine
Heart open to religion
Blind to culture
Covered by cloths
I talk to the ringing in my hear
Believing that's how

It's a fad, put that green logo away
And take a jukebox out my bag
Hit a radio station you know it ain't change none
Earth wind and fire since 1978
Rap

sweet I'll just rap by myself"

Yeah it's just another cold day sittin' in the shack
Make another beat and make another track then
Heat up the knives,

race
I drop the casket like I'm Darby Allin
I'm not spitting heat
Bitch I'm puking ashes
I start the fires when I'm fucken rapping
With gasoline by