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Endless information but nothing I can do with it
Blinding screens
I cannot avert my eyes
From this spectacle
Souls drifting away from this

To enhance and broaden your vision
Telescope me out or telephone me
Spacing out, can't talk to those below me

Needing my space like Apollo (Pollo)
Hardest

sleeping at night
Look in the mirror
Wonder where did my anxiety go
I kind of miss it
I guess this is like the highest of lows
But I ain't worried years ago,

Smoking by my lonely lonely
Ak forty seven for the hate
I'm counting Yoshi
Talking to my nigga for the pain
The devil want me
Leave it

and Kelis
Balmains on my legs, Nikes on my feet
You gon' pay my motherfuckin' fee
I'm gon' paint her motherfuckin' feet
We gon' live amongst the elite
They

Crimson

Edge of Sanity

Crimson

1996

birth 
to man. 
Raped by the wind and forced to bring life to the hundred 
bastard sons. 
The unholy ones will give strength for all evil to live

would prosper

Malcolm X in me, I get it by any means
Fuck I look like dying on knees
Gonna have to cut off my feet, king kunta heart on my sleeve
Let me

can realign
I know love is in my design because
I treat my worst demons so kind
Intoxicated by the lunacy I call it moonshine
Getting out of line in my

digging holes 6 feet below
My circle real close and we keep it so
We do so by keeping outsiders on a need-to-know
I'm on the ropes, in the mirror's my

I dig deep like I'm below the surface
Tryna find my purpose living in a world of serpents
The law supposed to serve you know the civil servants
But

my father)
What? What? Yeah
Deliver me from temptation, a weakened man facin'
You put the spirit in me, I feel the sensation
Die on my feet before

my cup
I thought I was stuck
Down in a rut
God said look up
Son you gotta get up
Tongues
My son you gotta get up
Tongues
Son you gotta get up
I thought

dissin' a
Unofficial that smoke Woolie Thai
I dropped out of Cooley High, gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie
Jungle survivor, fuck who's the live-r
My

ain't the way it's supposed to be
How they wishin' the six feet below for me
When I'm givin' them respect and dough for B
Make you never wanna connect

Tarranno del Mar

Dungeon

One Step Beyond

2005

we roar
Down below

There's an evil force inside of me
Will it end, I do not know
Unholy force that lives inside my dreams
To the gates of hell

Till death do us apart, and it did
Come sudden like clouds, and it hid my sun
My truth heavier than imagined, a lid die-cast in lead
On our lives

loud six feet my ego grow
Shawty grip it both hands letting off my eagle low
Bust it back and forth there's no remorse
I win of course I'm in
You

young Gs will grip, then blast
Have you tried in the street? Fuck findin' my feet
I could ride, but it's better when I'm ridin a beat
My emotions are

tendencies when I made myself a slave
I don't want to live this way so my spirits gonna say
By any means necessary
Malcom X with my fist in the sky
Drum beats

Put It Down

Cypress Hill

Kottonmouth Kings

2005

"lights off shit coming at you live and on fire
Kottonmouth kings, and cypress hill"

You know southern california be home of the highest
Between

Because of them
I thought of pyramids overturned
Of Pharaoh hanging by the feet
His body smeared - then my love drew me down
To conclude what I had begun

Let's go, let's go! Jamla
Pete Rock! Khrysis
How we're doing, son?

It's a new day, new way
My hand's on the bottle
When your beat sound breakable

our feet
To the beat of the drums

I hex you
From within me
I feel this sanctity
Below my skin

It hurts less
Now that i know
You´ve seen
The last of me

than Paul Pierce
But enough about my past, it's time to save our kids
So our sons will never have to live the way we all did
If you trap a nigga, trap