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I am a clockmaker of fine machinery
Time pieces of various kinds
A craftsman apprentice
Who designs and precisely builds by hand
Unwinding

its cash like I'm James from three

See I could have a label scrape my green
But I would rather have it made by me
I'm 6'3 I'm tryna have my money stack

green like im sitting in traffic
I stare at the top like its a bad bitch
I got the blues on my head like im Rick Sanchez
Uh
Getting this CREAM i cant be

of mind
But I don't even need it
Don't need it
I don't wanna be a trend
Change the world at 6am,
Philosophical, anthropical,
Miss Universal friend
Find it

Wine

Saul Williams

Amethyst Rock Star

2001

soliloquies of wind and breeze applauded by sun rays
we put language in zoos to observe caged thought
and tossed peanuts and p-funk at intellect

they can't fuck with me Seriously
Go super saiyan on every beat
Can't name a nigga thats killing Me
Ugh
I am too trill for the industry
Same niggas

any other way
Maybe by a chance, life is a scam

Do you know who I am
Do you know who I am
I am
Silence

I'm not human my body is just physical
I am soul while my energy flows Aboriginal
I'm just like Cena but u niggas take it literal
Open yo third eye

Thugged out chillin
What more can I say? I'm a crazy hood villain
Look in the sky, clouds look like blue ray
I'm kinda feending for a new day
The DJ,

a encuerar
Pero que clase rumba pa pa y no son las 6am
Pa llegar a mi barco mejor remen, remen

Que se derritan mami yo te tengo sudando
(Dale papi ponlo

through
But my vices shining through, I'm in ice - I'm trying to move
Rays of pink and blue are wrapping round my head down to my shoes
I can't be the one

here, go crazy
The way we bouncin' and shakin', I know you feelin' me
So get up out ya seats, come on and nod ya head with me

I am the man in black, I'm

me of hip hop
And I'm singin', "Lovin' is what I got, I got, I got"
'Cause when the loving was gone
I learned to play the blues through Stevie Ray

be in the matrix
Benjamin's only I'm Washington racist
Float on the beat like Aladdin
Three Six Five in the field like madden
I be cooling, I ain't

R.A.P. Music

Killer Mike

R.A.P. Music

2012

Robert Johnson, that Muddy Waters, that James Brown, Augusta, GA
That Ray Charles, that Stevie Wonder, that Mayfield, that Superfly
That Willie Hutch

are clear
The voice is strong, it's oh so strong

I'm just a simple guy
I live from day to day
A ray of sunshine melts my frown
And blows my blues away

A Day of Sooperman Lover

Redman

Whut? Thee Album

1992

to hell with cigarettes
But anyway, let's get back to this skit
You know who the fuck I am, so git off that ol' bull-
Shucks! Lunchtime was up fuck!
Let

(throw your hands up)
5 AM, I'm in the diner with thots (throw your hands up)
6 AM, I'm probably callin' my bitch (throw your hands up)
12 AM, we tryna

right now I feel so empty
I feel so confused and I am not able to
Diffuse how fast we've drifted apart in a blues
How possible it is, that we can stay

to hide in 
I am always supposed to mercy fools 
And I have always been used 
But not by you 

And I can see the blue skies and your heart under my cheek

goes by the name of Dylan
Killa like I'm Dyla in Manilla
Thrill her with the scrilla
Got her tail Brazilla Chinchilla
Chin checker didn't kill her but I

StayOnTop Tuesday's
You can get I️t every Tuesday
Keep on running to the blue rays
Stack ya check and by a new chain
Brand new whip for your boo

outside everyday with that play gun
He in the house everyday with a ray gun
Big hero six, I’m sliding with Baymax
I blew a opp face way back
He lost, I’m

you
Yes it's all me
Moving through rays
Like I'm hauling a UV
Should they suspend me or send me to juvie
Don't know what to do
And they say that I'm