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absence ‘ll turn you past-tensed
My focus is futuristic
I flow with no explicits
Radio won’t have to edit
Unlikely they let it spin
So I’m globe trottin’

brain section.
Joy for the frowning to keep'em from downing, drowning
Feeling protection of angelic surrounding.
The feeling getting marked by god is so

You more
Heal my broken heart by showing me you love The Lord

Don't turn off your  radio 'cause I want hear
All my favorite songs
Don't turn off your

Message Sent

Sage Francis

Personal Journals

2002

side of the floor

I've got some letters inside of my drawer
that should have been sent by now
Sealed in an envelope
One is addressed to my ex
and it

see?
I did many years ago when you stole my heart 
I think I had enough here 
Catch me by the bar

I love ya
I need ya 
It's plain to see
Can we please

at the living room
Listen to the music about that radio edit
I was jaming it that was my favorite song
About "Ain't No Fun" by Snoop N' Nate Dogg

to shine on my time, forget it
Hear me on radio, live vocally do edits
E-swift scratchin and threading, with supreme unleaded
Only the best out the likwit

Chi Kung

RZA

The Birth of a Prince

2003

Put the soul in the track like my name was Otis
Pain in my heart and your chance is hopeless
for you to win, a change is gonna come
You heare

and shit
I'm just trynna snap and shit
Mirror with my words what my actions is
Fear in my heart from my past and shit
I might doubt myself
I'm not around

Fee fi foe fum (radio edit) by: Mr. Sho'Nuff

Fee fi foe fum
Atlanta is the city A U G is where I'm from
Fee fi foe fum
I don't want no problems, but

coffee while
Bullets is sparkin' without any caution
Now watch who I'm crossin'
Boobie is awesome, can't jump if I lost ya
With this I went off
My grandpa

lettuce go
Incredible YO!
This is what I mean
An ANTI NIGGA machine
I ain't got no radio edits!
Baby we don't come clean
Yet I
Stay on my JERU
A dirty

the evidence
Your love is irrelevant
Get the fuck up out my heart
You no longer a resident
I need you to leave me alone
I’m telling you to fucking leave me alone

got caught with the seven deadly sins They want me to keep it clean like radio edits
I got caught up in stupid shit Now my heart is filled with toxins

On Youtube and IG
My life is great Im the star of this movie
No cut and edit, just watch how I act a foolie
YAH FOOLIE
Is how I greet my KWay foolies
Card game

Praying that you get a kick up
Smiling when I see you flicked up
Don't keep that beauty all hidden

Oou

My heart is open for you
Tell me the things you

broken and contrite
Will sing in sorrow, march in line
One hundred miles past their broken shrine
Whose face is wet with turpentine
Existing is it's every

I'm done picking up after you
Don't need another lame excuse
We finally hit the credits, now I'll make the edits
You wrote it and I'll sell it
I

Settle the Score

Lone Catalysts

Hip Hop

2000

a sit-down
Forget the studio and the mixdown
It's time to set it, you talkin loud without the credit
You clean like a radio edit
You couldn't tell that

Hennessy is my love, only Hennessy in the club
You know I got Hennessy in my cup
And like twenty-five girls in the bus
Call me dada, girl I make it lightning

Is forever granted their true freedoms rights

Put it all on the line
calculate my every risk
Up against the system made by man
To deny me my every

Likwit Connection

Defari

ADA Sampler February '99

1999

You hear me rhyme and try to shine on my time  forget it 
Hear me on radio  live vocally do edits 
E Swift scratchin and threading  with supreme

second, guided by Mr. Saadiq and Davis Way in the piano section
Now check it, this is The Isis Papers, Frances Cress Welsing, belting the memory banks with

feel, take it out of my mind
Who's heart gets broken? It's always mine
I fell in love I guess that was my mistake
I just want to go and feel numb