Lyrics:
In '95 this rap style was impressive
By 2005 most rappers lost the message
2014, rappers wearing dresses
Shit is tough to look at like airplane
say you're so fake
And as the days go by, you can't forget
The way I make you feel like shit
MC's like you, I've seen 'em before
You keep
CRUSH
(Donovan Woods, Todd Clark, Gavin Slate, Emma-Lee)
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am not a mongoloid
i am not annoyed by the void in your brain
this is not a trick son you are not a victim
you are just a man be -boyed out the game
am not a mongoloid
i am not annoyed by the void in your brain
this is not a trick son you are not a victim
you are just a man be -boyed out the game
would have gone on after you but I didn't feel like letting my head get blown off
Well, we're drivin' this car and the sun is comin' up over the Rockies
As the queen is
Fat she is devoured by rats there is one way to skin a cat or poison a
Rat it is hetero four
Hear to three forthirightly stated.
Relent
reverse, the sharpening wing of the edge of a sparrow, for suitable reckonings too numerous to mention, as the queen is fat she is devoured by rats there is
the issue
Then again, this really ain't about you
Your ability to empathize or be more precise when you generalize
Nor is it my responsibility to make you
The music you are about
To hear is unconventional
These songs are not the result of
Careful study or theoretical consideration
Each song, and each
them cups raising up
Snizzow flizzake is off in my dollar
Gotta nose it up
I dial drink by the liters, I'm a drinker ho
Ya swore you doin' it like
Me?
Orleans whoadie duckin' them Warrants
You get stung by my MAC like a batch of Hornets
Time is splurge like the San Antonio Spurs
I got rings like a Laker
Uh-huh uh, check
Look, if I shoot you, I'm brainless
But if you shoot me, then you're famous
What's a nigga to do?
When the streets is watching,
Uh-huh uh, check
Look, if I shoot you, I'm brainless
But if you shoot me, then you're famous
What's a nigga to do?
When the streets is watching,
a pilgrim
Your world's favorite rapper ain't shit
'cause I killed him tell me
Have you ever seen bricks like a buildin'?
Bricks by the Buku, pounds to Belgium
swallowed whole by the maelstrom
All the subjects are listening
The Lord says as he sneers
In my hands, I hold your future
Darkness for a thousand years
Now
bomb the moonlight
let's take it back
what was ours by right
frame of a picture, the subject's not right
oh people of the world
you have a new boy in
motherfucker, let's go
Here we go, let's get it all
All I need is one mic, one pen, one page to ignite
Subject matter heavy but the flow is MC Lyte
You mad
and casting spells
Stung by the spelling bee
And they says congratulations
You graduated
From slavery
To paid slavery
You actually made it!
Here! Take
no sun
My thread is cut and yet it is not spun
My glass is full and now my glass is run
And now I live, and now my life is done
We all are subject
of the
Things you were hoping to address by
Going away, and then you get back
And do this sort of thing
Is your relationship to this
Stuff at all different?
What
what I said""
It's a picture of a picture a memory of memory
comprises your existence and accounts for everything
identity is a mindset subject
I'm
a book, I guess I lied in the hook
'Cause I still love you and I need you by my side if I could
The irony is if my career and music didn't exist
In six
old man,ear to ear, shoulder to shoulder feet toes hand like his old man
And yer the old man you know how he is, instead of saying, nothings changed but
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