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to smithereens
What do you mean when you say I'm rebellious
Cause I don't accept everything
That you're telling us
What are you selling us
The creator dwellin' us

they tripping how the hell should I know
Hoping it don't spiral out control 
When niggas fighting for titles and that gold
While you fighting for

our dowered soil
Draw harrowed audience
They crowd only by force of vote
And force is violence
 
They just want shelter some have never known a home
But

outside, living here for far too long, you
Are my best part, my fresh start, I'm hoping that you would
Come along, so come along

Honey don't be scared, I

can't prepare through land or
Air for what I've done
I've won I'm one in a million
Better bite your tongue, I'm on the ceiling
Tryna break through and run

can't prepare through land or
Air for what I've done
I've won I'm one in a million
Better bite your tongue, I'm on the ceiling
Tryna break through and run

about
These streets a war
What Putin talking bout?
Ain't gotta ask me how I knew
Cus we all notified by word of mouth
I ain't too mad how my life turning

choosing
Take it day by day I'm learning like a student
And I'm repin' the most beautiful of institutions
I need that reconciliation for my concupiscence

tribal by nature
Will die for their mates in
A fight with their neighbours
The sight of a stranger's a target to aim for
Your life is in danger, Don't try

it
Ya cap to tight it’s fitted
You niggas want war I’m wit it
Whack Boi back esskeetit, get it
I’m so mad, I’m glad on the outside
Don’t test me when

about me
KC, we all set for out regular date after the show?
Regular date, we don't have a regular date
We had one date, at which you completely

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Sunz of Man

Sunz of Man

1998

I traveled so far 
I'm chewin niggas lyrics for a Mars bar 
New era  bust em like reign terror 
So highly Mecca Nas a nigga died and measured

they prepare the feast
Sharpening their blades an aquatic war
But the poor old soldiers don’t know what they’re in for
Turn up to the battle with a lousy

animal
You want to see a war?
Wait til' the eagle sees the lamb
Damn

We've been through much
And we've seen much more
What's in store?
I don't know what

a wonderful world
Verse 2
It’s all about trying to get along
Instead of fighting a war
When Lennon wrote his imagine song
He was onto something for sure
For

Big chief I be burnin on my past time
Swear I must've been John Gotti in my past life
Bitch please nigga get the fuck out my face
Clean up crew

logic
The pipe dream busted like a cold faucet
Pause it and prepare for an odd verse
It hurts, I'm scared to put God first
Would you mind if we conversed?

the Mr, you could be the damn Mrs.
I’d go to war for you
Helen of Troy shit
I would destroy shit
I would destroy ships
Luck of the Koi Fish
Or luck

Now I'm one of them ones in the middle
Down to three brothers two younger one older but it's not that simple
For real we used total five the shortest

I love Battlefield but World at War is the greatest
Uh
AFTER MY PERFECT KD I SING
Then I watch CONSPIRACIES by ALEX JONES and A CALL FOR AN UPRISING

Canadian hands.

We've got the straight orders:
Follow your lieutenant and if he dies follow your corporal.
Prepare to use a grenades and bayonets.
Don't

my boy out there somewhere to a Middle East war
Well they honored him one day
Put his name on a highway
Gave a flag to his mama, that I hung by

of bounds
There wasn't nobody round to even pick him up
Young and fighting for his life, he had to go to war
His grandma told him she don't see him, he

to war without a blade or a sword are you made for this
Chore or will you pack your bags be dismembered like a

Whore floors creating devastation with