Lyrics:
waitin on is arixec, disease
I tie knots in niggas legs and make knees
John James Brown said "Please, please, take my hand"
Yours flow, your style has
popped outta them it's still a fact
So mind your business and stay the fuck outta mine
You'll shortly find that this is best for everyone involved
All in
cats who act like
They don't know that the fact is that they're bein hunted
A process of elimination
Activate your mind with the stimulation
Enter your
and pose
Rock you in your face, stab your brain with your nose bone
You all alone in these streets, cousin
Every man for they self in this land we be
All I have in this world is my balls
And my words
And I don't break 'em
For no one
You can put me on a blacklist, go ahead
We all know you full
that I was fucking here last year is this a joke?
I've seen straight trash motherfuckers just pass me by
And all the garbage on your radios, y'all all
(What?) top of (Your bills)
Is this part of your (Self healing)
Party through the (Ceilings)
Yet, under the dirty, rug, I see your frog legs (Chilling)
With
history
A cultural connection to the past, which is interesting
Heritage is important. I understand this desire
I want to hear legends of ancestors by
on bless me with your traffic
I'm on my knees
The dinner's gone so fast
and now it's time to
give me a chance
This is the greatest night of all nights
I
channеl's not turned on
Hello Houston, do you copy?
You're not lost among thе stars
And your ship is heading Venus
It was never built for Mars
If you can walk
a depression)
You've felt it your entire life
That there's something wrong with the world
You don't know what it is
But it's there, like a splinter in your mind
a vast squad of men
From Asgard to have as their ass - guardians
Hey! my name is
Well never mind that cos I'm not famous
But I'll still get you into this
after dark around two
A.m. and I'm hopin' she ain't got a clue
Skatin' by on the fly this is what I do
Late night and we chillin' by the pool
Still I got
Ntro: Malcolm X- There's a
Worldwide revolution going
InIn my opinion the young generation of
White, black, brown, whatever else there is
Your living
Open your eyes, look around, what do you see
Truth is obfuscated by a false reality
Imaginary towers scrape the skies in my mind
As the real world's
version of one
Grip the match, set the fire. Don't save a thing
Rebirth. Reborn. Now this is progress. The black box will reveal only this
I will sit.
the overpriced shoe fits
Factory rappers get subtracted by a factor of six
Six, six, witness this is bout to get iller
It's the nonfiction reenactment of Natural
that planet earth is perfect
She produces gods who through all odds made it to this level of consciousness
I see this and through that I choose this
on a baboon heart transplant (This is hell!)
I got a poltergeist on a leash trained by Caroline herself
Two Thousand something...
Technology aid itself glutton
Because in this room, on this day
The Good Lord has giveth, and taketh away, huh!
The gift of life really means a lot
And in the ghetto your life is
thinketh so is he, Mezanmi!
Take the land back, every child
Woman and man back
Reevaluate history, expeditiously
Can’t live my life in apostasy
Emulate
and pose
Rock you in your face, stab your brain with your nose bone
You all alone in these streets, cousin
Every man for they self in this land we be
from another planet
Born from you internal stardust, because you weakly demand it
To kill these life=long visions, return full sense to your mind
I am
chain
Head full of flame like a ghost writer
Petal pluck off my two islands
This an interlude for ya dead idols
Hand sign like prayer, head choir
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