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Fresh Out!

Tech N9ne

Planet [Deluxe Version]

2018

King!
But the people they made me a monster
I need a getaway and may need some Kontra-
Band in my hand I'm goin' crazy and bonkers
Like I'm rich

The Forest

Rick Wakeman

Rick Wakeman's Greatest Hits

1993

Flowers faded, dull and cold, now bleached by atmosphere
Creatures twisting under trees, huge monsters soaked with rage
Hidden deep below our earth,

Still in Effect

Freeway

The Chain Gang, Vol. 2

2003

you in the zone with the ROC bitch
Its the Lockness monster of rap boa constrictor of spitters the Nile river of flows
Be with Hova still roll with my

Ricochet

The Church

ADA Sampler September '98

1998

helped her more than I did
We tried to overcome the threat of the monster
We tried to kneel down and call up the beast
Maria she told me
That her kid

Spare a Match

Aesop Rock

Float

1999

to spawn merit; I was born where all the king's men couldn't mend a broken spirit; I was born where it don't matter if you stand, sit, or fall, to live

Jeg er en by
Med hundrevis av gater
Men skal jeg være ærlig
Kjenner jeg bare noen av dem
Og når jeg reiser fra et sted til et annet
Tar jeg en

democracy
the misbegotten offspring
is the unbridled monster of hegemony.
Beelzeebub, Moloch,
the tumbling towers of crumbling powers.
I spike thee in thy

Jeg er en by
Med hundrevis av gater
Men skal jeg være ærlig
Kjenner jeg bare noen av dem
Og når jeg reiser fra et sted til et annet
Tar jeg en

Jeg er en by
Med hundrevis av gater
Men skal jeg være ærlig
Kjenner jeg bare noen av dem
Og når jeg reiser fra et sted til et annet
Tar jeg en

Not a horrible death to men
We have an army of soldiers and generals sent
By the great mystery to protect what's left

It's the life of the trife
Cross

utviklingen stoppet
Der altfor mange ungdommer ble fanget i et mønster
Glømte sine drømmer og begravde sine ønsker
Eg dagdrømte dag og natt om å rocke mikken

The Artilleryman and the Fighting Machine

Jeff Wayne

The War of the Worlds

1981

They attacked us. They wiped us out.
      Journalist: Machines?
      Artilleryman: Fighting machines, picking up men and bashing them against trees.

closet between pink walls
Gawk prophet between zinc balls
Bumfuzzled by women's standards
Muzzled by saying the truth embraced by nargs

Super nails

I think it's time
For us to shine and shock the world
By showing our state of mind
Speaking our conscious so loud
We fearless even if we cross

I think it's time
For us to shine and shock the world
By showing our state of mind
Speaking our conscious so loud
We fearless even if we cross

mean shit cause inflation been getting raises
And presidential campaigns, two Caucasian old men debatin
Abortions but more important
Christian's who

Portrait of a mass homicide
Agony! Anguish! Nothing to feed
Old men, children dying by the breed

Under the wings of the empire
Wings of the empire
Under

a world. 

Hypnotized by the beauty of my realm
Realize, That you don't belong in here

Made by your spawn and I'm banned for life
You birth perfection with

Lived and died in Sarpeidon
Haunted by demons, as by Poseidon
Athena's eyes, got filled by despise
She turned her to a monster, so her old one dies

emotions
Trying to get away by writing poetry, trying to flow like the ocean

Oh shit, I didn't realize I was just picking my poison
Pretending that things

dalk verstaan
Die man agter die masker
Sal jou nooit laat gaan

Die man agter die masker is 'n monster of mens
Die man agter die masker is seerder as 'n

the long dreamless slumber

Days go by 
Thoughts do too
Moods they swing
Deja vu
Days go by 
Thoughts do too
Moods they swing
Deja vu

Everything under

fight for a cause
Reciting the bars that a biter adores
The mic is my sword
That I live by or die with the war
Rap like Mac's a Jedi knight with the force

of men
Deceived by monsters
Shaped by desire
Hell will come
For all someday
Just keep pushing
Into oblivion
Into oblivion
I won't let
This world turn me