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van, Great Hall I spy
The crowd they Hush with skin tight vibe
I see your face and I wonder why?
Oh Magic Mountain you get me high

Magician spell,

What the fuck you fly at night?
High like police helicopters
Y'all don't want no problems
I'm a lyrical monster
I write a rhyme, spark a spliff
Then hang

gettin high the sucker niggas they gettin by
da police they couldn't identify
We on the other side of the moon...
niggas be talkin just like a coon
you

chord to accompany yet another burst of fireworks from the mountains. Now the Norwegian Boys' Choir is coming! The heavens are split by a formation

Trapper by trade
Earning wages with a blade
I'm a man
Of the mountain land
The Timberwolves howl every sundown and the Great Grey hoots
And I stay half

it ever was
Back to school parade 
Them gunshots beat to a different drum
It ain't safe up at the bud
We not saved by mamas hug
The kids stop playin

zero's decomposed
But more and more species become more and more exposed
To the dangers created by this filth made from oil
And there's never enough so

zero's decomposed
But more and more species become more and more exposed
To the dangers created by this filth made from oil
And there's never enough so

I'm high
Cause​ it's the ​only thing​ ​that ever makes the rain stop
​Barely get by we get by​ ​and I'm tired I'm tired
Steady looking for a high

down by the window
I feel like I'm in limbo,
My head hurts, need to focus
But that's what I can't do, but man I'm running out of options
If I could trust

halfway to get there 
The mountain is so high
And I will keep fighting 
But I'm not alone 

I can't believe it
I'm still alive
I won't look back cause my

super-speed, and you be dropping ping
Don't dishonor me, you can't walk in my jeans
And I got great dreams, new Bentley out the scene
I'm making movies by

Revolution Earth

The B-52's

Good Stuff

1992

Piling high in loving cups!

Then we know that we're alive
If we weren't
Sure before
I reach for you by my side and soar

Revolution Earth

no drive-by's
We walked over

COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas

Kubrick your Medulla
Tabula Rasa as my rubric
Meteors are my jeweler
Cold as Nebulas
Halos ghost fine-tuning
We come peace
But I'm ready to spark war

by fourteens
I hope you curb 'em
Get some bullet holes, son-of-bitches
Do you some learnin', fuggin'
Mountain Dew-Dew on the haters like a commode
I

terrorist on American turf
Recognized by the steppaz made great relations
On the vibe where connections let me slide with the extras
Compromise I would never

wealth, and even with good words

But if you turn away, then I fear for you the torment of a great day
To Allah is your return, and He is able to do all

Revolution Earth [Edit]

The B-52's

Revolution Earth

1992

Piling high in loving cups!

Then we know that we're alive
If we weren't
Sure before
I reach for you by my side and soar

Revolution Earth

Larry
Get him high and on a guitar he shreds so hard its scary
Grooves so good you'll think that I dug up Chuck Berry
We did that once, Its actually

they scared of us
They not great like us
Mangum Universal
Razor sharp, no guard
Flow hardest, cold, arctic
Smartest, started, over lorded
Overtake

on the team
Pocket so swollen get in my jeans
Wrist so frozen
Wing dings feelin the breeze
I'm out high and by
Tell that bitch I'm high and bye
Jump in that

you let her be?

Miss Sun’s gonna break the ice
Just like she did before
Can’t let tomorrow float by on the rising shore
Surrounded by great delight
But

Ballad for Americans

Paul Robeson

Ballad for Americans

1993

as our valleys,
High as our mountains,
Strong as the people who made it.
For I have always believed it, and I believe it now,
And now you know who I