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Ill Poetic

Ill Poetic Presents: Mood Muzik's Third

2008

But still shorty wild
Turned on by forty cals
Was young never saw me wild, clutch Robert Horry style
No wonder why I picked up triggers to beef
I

I'm on my Michael Jackson shit
Beat it like I'm Mike, Joe Jackson shit
Out like a light, yeah, I can make it happen
Watch the give me the crown I'm with

jogginghose, Jordans
Jugendlicher Joseph Jackson jawohl, Junge
Jetzt jedes Jahr jüngst jumbojetten
Jumpende Jeeps, Joop-Jeans, Jewelry
Jailhouse-Jargon,

Ha, yeah. I know what you're all thinking
That this is some old Janet Jackson type of shit
But it ain't about that
This is the real, the street life

Michael Jackson 
Don’t talk back i smack straight facts then yeah 
No stopping 
On god they be callin Verstappen 
South Delhi can’t you tell by the accent

Vandross' 1994 interpretation of The Impossible Dream The Quest written by Joe Darion in 1966
The lyric phrase "proud" is a nod to the motivational call by

ass like Michael Jackson
My crimes go away for a benefaction
Cooking meth in my basement, a master of chemical reaction
Fooled the police like I ran

why
And I been getting through, take me as proof
Watch the time cuz it's gon' go by

Sometimes you gotta to do what you gotta do
It's ok if you don't

like it couldn't pass like Lamar Jackson it saw all grass
In the and I lead the class got a lot to say I gotta lead the mass
God first never finish last

Fine 
Money Respect thats the shit we Abide By

Bori Raw and Yaw Stepped On 
Dope Bars so the Slept On
Phone Calls for the Fetynal 
Beat Trial Call Me

hold the stick, Michael Jackson
(Okay) four pipes on the Aston, brang girl
Toni Braxton
All the ten tops, bring 'em five bottoms
(Five bottoms)
If I run

that Funky sound
How could I know that Joe Tex was shot down by James Brown?
Kool and the Gang and the Parliament and Jackson Five were around
Now

beaned her grandpa, nearly broke his jaw
Ms. Flaxen, our Shoeless Joe Jackson
She was the rebel in the crib, threw her mama into a-fib
The rebel in

the papers
See the signs
But I guess no GPS
Can change your mind
Going left
With no directions
Doing fine
Do the crime
Do the time
ROLEX
Bo Jackson
Wait

we go
here we go again


excerpt from The Macho Paradox: why some men hurt women and how all men can help 
by Jackson Katz

Hold my keys as a potential

the time
ROLEX
Bo Jackson
Wait a minute
This is Boflex
Spliff
Cannabis
Can I spit
Like a patient
Cause I'm sick
Scandalous
Handle it like a candle
When it's

your asses with Joe Jackson quickness
I'm not gonna halt or fall off when i falter
,nah, gotta stay solid rock of Gibraltar
What do I call exhaustion,

All of Me

Ill Poetic

Ill Poetic Presents: Mood Muzik's Third

2008

old story, guts and no glory
They try and low ball me, do em like Joe Torre
I reintroduce myself to the world, nigga I'm Jerz
I'm a artist, I paint

forward
We can't even come to the table and talk we can't even have a repour
We can't even walk abide by the law or get a fair trial in the courts
Their

Listen close my nigga I keep me a gem star
Underneath my phone battery like a SIM card
They just gave my main man 8 at his trial
My razor mad said he

Talk in 79

Phil Lynott

Solo in Soho

1980

to handle

Sham 69 were left in a shambles
Generation X was next
Elvis and Nick Lowe
They had a go

With the help of the Attractions
And Joe Jackson

with my  smoke 
Turn a  beef into sloppy joe
By any means you gone make a way 
Bond money for my hitters they catch a case 
Vido told let the top

Said that had weapons of mass destruction but the evidence
Proves, that's a god damn lie
This is looting you should be bothered by so man why
Is Tucker

happening on properties by these folks that don't look like me
But when I see they do they telling us no Tupac'ish and then I go right
In thruw the front door