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umhlaba
Izimpi zimbi izinto
Ngathi something
Will come
God is about
To call up
His only son
And that is
UJula with another
Classic Album
Huuuuh
Heavenly

will be gone
2-1 feel like Obi-Wan
And this Tatooine, got too many sons
I got quarters, dimes, nickels, pennies, ones
Changing flows, I got millions

least influenced by The Mayor of Margaritaville, Jimmy Buffet, to whom this album is dedicated with much love and many thanks. We will forever cherish

never check me
I rock no brand bible in my hand by the son of man
Here I come again, got my angels with me
Don't forget when you used whip me
Wings on my

ain't an album cut I'm still getting my demo reel off
Ma I promise our break through on the horizon
Know your son has got a lot more left inside em

Album number two still no airplay
They rejected number one there's no fair play

I'm so used to getting cut fuck a band-aid
I mean my bookings only

Back in the 5 flow, to demonstrate all of the
Nimble tricks I know, and show I can ball with the
Greats, go toe to toe. Yes out I am callin' ya

on the 4th I plead the 5th
Trinity, The Father Son and Spirit
Back in the day it was Holy experiment
Now we in the lab when writin' them lyrics
And they

mean by that is, there's this um
There's this James Baldwin interview
Where he is discussing
When he was writing Native Son
How he was growing up

Niggas need like an EP or an album to get they listeners hooked… get them in tune, you know what I'm saying
Not me though
Just give me two minutes

you you're improving 
But he's just being nice 'cause he knows you're losing it, uh 
On Free Mindstate, you were good, not great
By this album, hell no,

I done been to hell and back couple hunnid times
Had to take a lil second had to clear the mind
Why you tryna take sum that is clearly mine
Why can't

And I spit from the soul, the only way you're gonna feel it
Memories of me getting beat by my dad as a youth
This album represents me, nothing but

I been quiet for too long
Niggas is puss give this a thong 
I live by Hov lyrics 
U live by a bunch of gimmicks
Y'all boys wild if u think I'm

feared by these damn pricks
You think a damn bill will fix someone's death your logic must be chronic
Out of pocket no empathy, like you're a piece

They Got Me

John Forté

Poly Sci [Clean]

1998

fearin' the pen, 'cause I don't want to go in
It's going on-and-n-on-and-n-on- again!

[Forte' - Verse One]
Yo, Call my lawyer
They ran up on me son

Lick Shot

Grand Puba

Reel to Reel

1992

the addicts off the nod
Grand Puba, and I drop a album yearly
And I'm very nearly really come to droppin shit like daily
My knowledge is bond, so you

my lifestyle consistent g
Don't need to change into fake personas
Keeping it calm, they should call me a monk
Pray to the father, the spirit, the son

you're playing it like you never did
Should try to get employed by what you dig
Ya' see, I just like all different kinds of music
Name a genre, I'm

got my back don't try to kill me 
I mean shit I got my 9 it got hollows too 
That son a bitch a kill you even if it dont make it thru
I got family

the law flip a pack
Sell some weed sell some crack
Whatever to make a stack
Whatever to make it back
I’m Maj O’Narley all ever I did was fuck & trap
I’m

fiend,
Bring my camera to the movies and I put em on BT,
Back all that stolen content up on DVD-ROMs,
'Cuz my tip's been piracy since I dropped out my

the greatness of success
I've been depressed
I live with it
Comin' back and I feel with it
What's an album? I'm done with it
Just afraid to see it fly by
Think

Y’all niggas dying for a $100K
I’m out here buying 100 K’s
Yeah we all in a race to a million nigga
See I’m just getting mine in another way
Son is