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Sometimes I feel like turning off mind & rest in stillness 
Forget about my life and lose touch with what's familiar 
Detach myself from dreams

the cure
Been getting out of my head lately that's for sure

So tell me when are we gonna wake the world

Take a look around to see who's still listening

You! The target in the criminals eyes. No doubt about this that you are their prize. Me! The coward who witnesses all. Can't do a thing, now you're

that you could do
Just keep to the track, keep your eyes on the prize and see everything thru

You've got
All that
All that life is meant to be
You've

They promise the world
In exchange for our freedom
Whatever you do
Keep your eyes on the prize
We’ve been through enough
It’s time we rise up
We all need

to sink
In this digital millennium
We're teetering upon the brink
Yeah, we have to desync
Chained on to technology
Watched by telephonic eyes
Changing

hasn't had a moment to feel
That the prize is out of reach
And the line in the sand is breached
By angry crabs wearing helmets each

News travels fast
But

too busy being busy
sight set on the prize
I’m avoiding the moment
I’ve got tomorrow in my eyes

waking up like it’s a chore
and can you even tell me

to downsize your slice of pie 
(Why?) Luci is the guy we the apple of his eye 
Creation is the prize with the Sevens does he vigh 
His influence increase

eyes on him, tide will rise on him
I got money on his head
Yeah there's a prize on him
And we ain't shy on 'em
My guys will slide on 'em
Really if he

Why do you need so much attention?
Why do you need to be admired?
With every eye in your direction
What is it we're supposed to see?
What are you

you resisting me
Eyes on the cross, this is a race
Running for my prize, it's by His Grace
Wide road I don't know you


We're passing
Call us His

Rise, for the last time
Open your weary eyes
Yes, this is your trial
Of desires that have been taken away by the world
You've been tied to an urge

on procrastination
Could better be spent on that preparation
Better get focused
Eyes on the prize
If you wasting that time
You will get your demise
Is it making you

know it's been
A pleasure to know y'all

Who the rap master? I blast past the sky
My craft match the gods
The cash pass through prize
Let's break it up,

you are
Seven bells for the guardian angels
For the captain they ring out at three
And one lonely toll for the sad sailor left out at sea
Ride my

think we can do it, watch us graduate, levitate to prove it
Your eyes bloodshot, ruby red, Dorothy kicks
No I’m not, in the mix, if you are, do your thang

Live Illegal

Jamal

Last Chance, No Breaks

1995

by my lonely
For the 9 nickle I'm a get ill like sickle
Cell anemia when I be gettin' technicle
On the M.I.C. I represent and kill shit
Fuck

long
This tunnel is a Texas mile
Callow teasing yellow eyes
Bleacher dates the second prize
Cherry pickin' favorites
My dash was locked
I guess I feel

the sky
It’s those
Nice cheek bones
Those brown eyes
You keep me on time
Make sure I never die
No one like you on earth
Baby your such a prize
Your clouding

Nice to meet you honey, now tell me what's the prize?
I can tell you're evil by one look into your eyes
Hold still learn to chill this is just a drill

Your words poetic are not pathetic
On the other hand, babe, you shine
And I can feel after every line
A thrill divine
Down my spine
Now gifted

respect, my limps paid for by claims direct,
Cut off two toes and got gangrene, now I walks with a gangster lean,
I did it in work, no win no fee, I got four

are a prize
You are innocent and glorious in my eyes