Come along and reap I need my song We're climbin' over Beneath the sea March on Time is almost gone It's all in me No maybe
[Gift Of Gab] Here we go again Slip into my conscience, come along an take in A story bout a battle, in this corner, Satan Cunning, baffling, and jumping into half the drink And suddenly disasters and catastrophe And acting unrationally Reacting savagely To passionately Bask in everlasting like escapes from just what its creating Jeopardizin' love Look at all the people that you took advantage of See your hypnotized Rom be gone, take another cup In consequences lurk While the reaper got your shirt size Nigga wack up Times overdue for the birth of a power that the universe grew from
(Chorus 2X)
[Gift Of Gab] You search for the answers outside Refocus causin' time and time again, backslide You've noticed times before the presence of that "I" But never did submit to it and let it apply Whatever be his will in this present life time Or essence like mine Know the blessings you might find If you let your higher power inside Emerge and apply to every single thing in your balance You will truly find Who you really are Die and become reborn When God is present in your life than you can come reap on And ain't a storm that you can't weather You got a purpose you was born to create Destiny is waitin' for you Arms open, take with ya Knowledge bestowed by the great giver Lakes, rivers Mountains and steams Now reality's the dream wraitha No more searchin' for truth that was always wit' cha It had to hit ya through the struggle and the turmoil Ya soul was planted and it sprouted out above soil And let the sun shine freely down At times it looked like it wouldn't But the plant came to flourish Now it's standin' on solid ground
(Chorus 2X)
[Lateef]
Sun rises like water up in my eyes I'm watchin' changing times but like a changing tide Tryna to keep my head above the ed if I could be
[Lateef & Erinn Anova]
The sun rises like water up in my eyes I'm watchin' changing times but like a changing tide Tryna to keep my head up Above the ed if I could be Least If I may
(chorus) The hazy days go to nights returning on and on The eye in the sky that don't lie be watching all y'all The troublesome time filled anxieties just keep crawling on And a dream world line up in your mind just keep on calling y'all
The shining lights of stages after the show are faded The crowd is gone away, and now the dawning day Gives way to creatures lurking, can hear the crickets chirping Only the owls can see for this is when they start their prey The homeless ask for quarters for shelter and some water Say "sorry not today" and turn and walk away The busy street is empty whistling winds are blowing gently Listening intently to all of the things they have to say A day of work completed a night of rest is needed Almost done read a book but eyelids to heavy to read it The fireplace is kindling, snug with your queen and building About the victories tomorrow's gonna bring your way
(chorus)
(I hope that what I have written will be of some assistance)
Gazing outside the window the sunny skies dwindle And now it's full of stars a hurling comet soars While during the body slumber the soul begins to wander To dream dimensions see the inner conscious doesn't pause Keeps moving where it's bound to say now I lay me down to After that stretch and yawn energy left and gone The sandman's on your shoulder whispering in your ear he told you Let all your problems go tonight I'm rapping hear my song A day of work completed a night of rest is needed Almost done read a book but eyelids to heavy to read it The fireplace is kindling snug with your queen and building About the victories tomorrow's gonna bring your way
"Now, I thought I would talk about today For your consideration, as the world turns As the world turns, you read in all these scriptures About the world, find out that the world does turn!"
As the world keeps spinning, we live these days Dollar bill done drove the whole world crazy While sitting on the porch letting ganja blaze Never hesitate a moment to enhance my phrase Since I needed that escape I take my pull Seen the thugs on the corner trying to act all cool Pretty much out of character I look right through, their transparent exterior You in my book getting written and I'm the derriere Thought you was peeping me but I was aware of ya You peep my ill expressions, how I just glare about Trying to trace my inner world and my whereabouts Well try on, try on I'm watching everything that's going down And it ain't nothing that I ain't been around The same ghetto but a different town Weeell, I remember growing up in the P-a-c It was a whole lot of love in my family I had clothes on my back and shoes on my feet Times we didn't have a lot but that was fine with me In good times and even bad times Whether rainy, grey sky or the sunshine Life was so much simpler, I didn't realise it then But time has definitely made me a wiser man
[Chorus 2x: Erinn Anova] The world keeps turning round And time just keeps on moving
Sunday morning in the church just singing a song Mama gave much praise cause her soul was strong When I was young I used to do lots of thangs was wrong I never thought about till one day she was gone Now my daddy passed on about a year before Reminiscing as I glance at the fishing pole But these things gotta happen so we all can grow And now they spirits much freer than they was befo' So fly on, fly on, fly on, fly on, fly on, fly on, fly on Cause there's angels in the midst And they're guiding and watching me every day And even though at times I let it get to me Just a little and I go astray We keep marching on and on Young militants will watch and now we're growing With kids of their own, as it all unfolds As the world keeps turning on, the world keeps turning on
[Chorus 4x]
This one goes out to family, y'all come first G-A-B, Chief Xcel, Blackalicious, out
Chorus: We keep embellishing upon the new unchartered path Expressing what we see and how we comprehend the math So there's enough for everyone we gotta make it last We gotta make it last
As I embark on life's journey from the point where im at Piece to everyone I know and who I go way back with Every pimp, every mack Every gangstar, the Jack Every hustler feeding babies Anybody pro-black Every sister raising kids without the help of a dad Wanting for they're children all the things that they never had All the brothers handling businesses, I know shit's hard Wakin up at 5 a.m. holding down 3 jobs All my Rasta bretheren getting insight from trees To my brothers up in college getting PHD's Or any other degree Even if you just reading for mental health Feed your conscious so that your mind is free All my people locked down for your past mistakes Mentally and spiritually dwelling past the gates You can change your ways Elevate today To all recovered alcoholics chillin up in AA Every black-owned business keep doin for self Helpin out the community and spreadin the wealth Understanding help aint gonna come from nowhere else Revolutionary's fakin me and just get dealt With head on black people got to lead the task Educate keep learnin', got to question, ask And let your light keep shinin and remember the past By any means necessary you'll be free at least
Chorus
As I embark on life's journey from the point where I'm at Peace to everybody strivin to live right and exact Even though anxieties try to pull you down See your troubles as a blessing and you're homeward bound Everybody gotta struggle, that's the way of the world Can't develop biceps if you don't do curls Can't achieve a garden if you never water your crops If you never pay your dues then you don't get props Can't eat a proper meal without cooking it first Can't receive a paycheck if you don't do work If it wasn't for the rain then the trees won't grow When the spring came 'round what a site to bestow When you face adversities, dark cloud won't last If you never study how do you expect to pass? The grasshoppers laid around while the ants did chores When the winter came around he was left outdoors See the cycle keeps moving like a big machine Evolution of the mind, soul, body and being God'll never put up on you more than you can take Sometimes you even gotta learn from other people's mistakes With head on black people got to lead the task Educate keep learnin', got to question, ask And let your light keep shinin and remember the past By any meeans necessary you'll be free at least
Together: now if you want some you best come with a gun you cant fuck with the tongue or the way the song is sung by lateef and blackalicious we keep it fat, delicious complete and grant your wishes so peep the rap and listen you cant be idle you best come trifle but even with a rifle your stylell get stifled
lateef: quick
gab: lateef and blackalicious we coming for that dough to get the lyrics that we wrote again are sounding rather vicous beyond scientific I'll snap like a doberman I'm unable to hold it in I really hope you feel it, check it out droppin the topic and me apocaplypse hip hop metroplis we stalkin mcs dont stop this marvelous three partners this bottomless beat has opened wideness invitin us inside of its deep rhythmic enviroment a labryinth its violent beings just won't be silent and higher, and higher means to a world (?) where all I need is prez and that is my rent just by fatting the rest who wont admire it wont rule as a tyrant dont condone viloence till the next man trys it dont tax no pirate just watch as I begin to shape your world all mcs in the land spanked and baked and broiled charred and seasoned in a pan - damn awakened world stagnant even though they always been there laggin about exposing it to the hearing impaired establishment raw energy they cant be compared tag em then we drag them then we finshed - yeah
together: Now if you want some you best come with a gun you cant fuck with the tongue or the way the song is sung by lateef and blackalicious we keep it fat; delicious complete and grant your wishes so peep the rap and listen you cant be idle you best come trifle but even with a rilfe your stylell get stifled
lateef: quick
let it hit them the suffocation begins your soul it gets engulfed in the sound like its emotion it works just like a potion it hurts just like thats only motion gotta think about some rules see it cant just all be coastin get to get the spectrum of the wave whenever you know its flowin got a notion and its deep keep it growing like the ocean dont get salty its just me get a dose thats instantaneous essential constantly fits like a constellation glowing natrually in facts you see the past the future marches on triumphantly defiantly relentlessly if it aint one thing its somethin something else the instrumental that contributes to your mental health as for most mcs we moving like a ninja that is killin ya stealthily handle your bizness candidly fool we gigantic globally locally and organically aint nothing you gonna do thats gonna damage me in this currency its tragedy we value beyond champion originality is this shit thats happen we trigger an emotional response causes you to react violently yeah we trigger an emotional response causes you to react violently
together: Now if you want some you best come with a gun you cant fuck with the tongue or the way the song is sung by lateef and blackalicious we keep it fat; delicious complete and grant your wishes so peep the rap and listen you cant be idle you best come trifle but even with a rifle your stylell get stifled
lateef: quick
together: lateef and blackalicious is coming for that dough to get the lyrics that we wrote again are sounding rather vicious Now if you want some you better come with a gun you cant fuck with the tongue or your ass'll get stung by lateef and blackalicious we keep it fat, delicious complete and grant your wishes we move just like eclipses you cant be idle cause even with a title and even with a rifle your styell get stifled - yeah
sample: The king is going home to get his throne from the root to the flute that's where everything started at... ...(echo)
ripping you to shitzo get you on your tiptoes I'm a drama dropper stomping all up in your zipcode schizophrenic your panniced running from my epilogue rap is like an insect crushed that I be steppin on lethal weapon armed deafen all yall heads up to the point of where your nervous smoking pall mall grits I'm coming at ya busting at ya like a sawed off bit you feel the horror of the slaughter then your halued off wrecked I'm breaking all yall necks in half flex know the mathmatic formulas of fury hey lets go the path of the terror dome zone dwellar never goin gold nigga better phone home tell them mail a chrome tombstone head up on a pedastal a medical attention couldnt ever make it better from the metaphor of lynching now get up out the kitchen before you burn from the diction with your head up in this bitch until you learn with conviction I'm addicted to inflicting you with your self-doubt sticking the key to the ignition and I blow men down facillities belittle mc's we killen 'em squeeze the mental trigger when i enter spittin venom with ease bring it
{mc's are in..} x2
faster than a speeding bullet power of a BART train naturally the coolest when I'm rolling with my thought train fill me up with octane mentally are my brains coming down the chimeny slipping gifts up in your stocking I came to win not just to play because I got game niggas playing hard and cant identify with my pain clean the hemoglobin off your sweater after I stain fit condition lyracisim like jack lalanne my main point is to show you i'm the jizoint rappers never captitvate i d rather hear a pig oink pin point precision impairin yalls vision a lyrical wizzical microphone magician pull a rabit out a hat and send him back to his habitat your buried in the pages of my rhyme flow avalanche put your smak down on your candy ass critics the extravagant battle cat totallin your cadillac matter factly blackalicious in your factory fatter raps be bustin puss out your acne planned a wack scheme to attack me shattered that dream at a rapid ass speed black bring it back trouble
It's clockwork, got work Put it in like doctors with awkwardness Mopped your whole flock up And walked toward ya Scattered all up on the chalkboard Socrates self is thoughtless From farmers to Metropolis I get these process all twisted Form mental visual optics My job description rock wiz Clock ticks I'm toxic giving oxygen to the thoughtless intoxicant knocking the planet off it's axis like oxes chappin(?) Boxing compin (?) it up out though Peepin it loose Seeped in to you Begin in to the outro
MC is what I be about though The freshest widow without though I can outflow Any little doubt Your little mouth throw out so Take it out though So I'm a gardener I'm a chef eatin all you carnivores I'm an ancient Zen master philosophic thought comin like the Art of War Handyman with lyrical hardware And my house ain't made a ginger But its made of an array of pages that'll slay ya like a ninja Unemployed, no, I got work And my job description A rap technician From sun up to sun down And it's clockwork
Can you understand? Every beat be made with sucker DJ's plus scissors and tape
Can you understand? Lyrics that I write will put you in sound out of sight
Can you understand? Master of scratching yes is he the one slippin or is he the real captain?
Can you understand? The way we rock keep runnin for a record around the clock
Grabbin the mic and unravelin with The force of a javelin hit Travelin Gift of Gab and I'm it MC's are havin a fit A man and a myth with a hat of magical tricks stored in my cabina-net, Jamming and rippin the average listener cramming in it like a sandwich A bit at a time This critical rhyming individual will shine your pitiful kind It's little so little that I will belittle your mind Nigero tearin yo ego and spiritual flows Divine imperial Signed and delivered So take time rewind and give it all Your undivided attention Divide is in division Subtraction in addition See I'm like a mathematician Egyptologist wisdom Hip-hop holy man submerging you all in my baptism Security guard of the rap prison Slap rhythms into newborns and birth rap ism into blunts from sacks hittin, get em off and make fat dividends Now that's livin See I got work And my job description A rap technician From sun up to sun down And it's clockwork
Can you understand? Every beat be made with sucker DJ's plus scissors and tape
Can you understand? Lyrics that I write will put you in sound out of sight
Can you understand? Master of scratching yes is he the one slippin or is he the real captain?
Can you understand? The way we rock keep runnin for a record around the clock
One-two, one-two This is my mic, my rhyme, my beat and my crowd
Do I have to give up my signature? To get ya to figure it out I'm walking the path that Allah had planted or Jah, whoever you give your shout to If your doubts Rip you out your physical watch your spiritual drift up out Floatin up on your way to infinity Kiss the clouds Just about When you get to the point where the alien ships are out Tell em I sent you to help ya and give ya directions wherever you're going so that you don't miss the route See, I send you traveling far Unadulterated cleverness And you'll never catch a flaw I'm a hip-hop astrologist And my raps a shooting star I'm a bartender all into your mental sittin at the bar ventures force injure more injure pretenders the inventor of plenty other dullage (?) your loving buzzin at your door like Jehovah witnesses is in the fall If I was your landlord you wouldn't need to pay the rent at all Just give me applause whenever I floss that'll be the only cost See my occupation A rap technician From sun up to sun down And it's clockwork and it don't stop
Can you understand? Every beat be made with sucker DJ's plus scissors and tape
Can you understand? Lyrics that I write will put you in sound out of sight
Can you understand? Master of scratching yes is he the one slippin or is he the real captain?
Can you understand? The way we rock keep runnin for a record around the block
I just keep moving on... (moving on...) I just keep moving on... (moving on...)
time and time, a brother asks why the rhyme is not laced with a gangsta touch I said "Simply because I don't live that way still kickin' them rhymes rugged and rough" "But that won't sell, cause you gotta keep it real so that we can feel where you're coming from Because these streets is ill so if you ain't killing niggas in rhymes your whole sound's just bubble gum" I said "I won't contribute to genocide; I'd rather try to cultivate the inner side and try to evolve the frustrated ghetto mind The devil and his army never been a friend of mine" "But niggas don't wanna hear that shit" said the brother who was obviously totally misled and yelled out "murder murder, kill, murder" instilled in the influential (walks ?) of our kids' heads
shallow days, you never wanna let a brother be a brother fully inner to the outer caught up in all them hollow nights can't escape cause everywhere that I look people front, and it just ain't right (repeat)
I said "Don't you know the powers that be are using people as pawns, devouring we until they see us all gone and outta the scene" and as I passed the chronic, he said "look at where I be, I tried to get a job for real, but all the homies (hit licks?) and rob and steal and keep fat pockets caught in a rut to catch ground this way's in, plus who could you trust?" I said "I'm all about protecting mine, but neglecting minds for getting left behind. Why don't you change your environment?" He said "This is all I know, plus my fam's all that I got, I can't go" I said "You gotta make it for the fams" "Damn," he said "I didn't make the ghetto, The ghetto made the man" I said "You're more than just that," shook his hand, said "Damn, you gotta find a way to break the devil's master plan, peace"
shallow days, you never wanna let a brother be a brother fully inner to the outer caught up in all them hollow nights can't escape cause everywhere that I look people front, and it just ain't right (repeat)
The word "peace" is just an expression used to say bye when it's time to jet and them red black and green medallions was all just part of the trend, I guess Hardly ever them around brothers' necks no more Instead of that gold (gats ?) inspiring gangstas and macks who at the young age of four be seeing more drama than war veterans instead of learning God's laws and hip-hop is ((all the ways ?) till we enlist that ??) to express how we be feeling about this and that but music does reflect life and kids look up to what you're portraying and mimic what you act like It's time for a new day an era in rap, conscious styles, makin' them aware of the happenings but their ears seem more steered towards self-annihilation so then they might laugh and write this off, like I'm out here just blowing wind, maybe label us soft or unreal, something they just can't feel, while they yell "murder murder murder, kill kill kill"
I just keep movin' on (moving on ...) I just keep movin' on (moving on ...)
It was a Thursday I stepped to the club, there she was Draped in a burgundy dress, silhouetted superbly Curved indeed, she started staring in my direction Luring and urging seductively, body language instructing me I offered her a drink instead she took a cup of tea And then I lied about my luxury lifestyle I said "So who you be? You looking kind of tight, gal I would love to see you in a nightgown" She said "They call me the Dragon Queen and I come from Tibet I'm calm in the face of pressure and you'll never see me sweat I've come to your country in search of a lost Scroll That contains directions to a hidden village comprised of gold" I looked at her confused and said "But why have you told me this?" She said the description that I fit Was that of the Chosen One who'd go beyond Then slipped a concoction in my drink Immediately set my consciousness adrift? Now I'm in that zone dwelling, I woke in a warehouse tied to a chair With an abundance of flair surrounding me in a circular angle Glared up at the Dragon Queen's lair, wasn't imagining a thing Her steps on the stairs had a magic Gleam, glowed brightly To prepare me for my journey a Sword was hovering towards me Plus garlic from the Keepers of the Gate who bore all the secrets and take Care of trespassers, but at last it's prophesied that I would gain Access to a cultural dynasty buried and seize and capture the Scroll Massive helicopters patrolled the rooftops, strapped in Began travelling into the darkness, knew not of what awaited Thought of a way to get out of it, just then the bottom gave way I began falling and gave it ten seconds, pulled the cord on my parachute Landed surrounded by a herd of wild barracudas, lions The sounds of the wild kingdom piercing like a siren Was I entering near the mere mortal life span's end? Defiantly I stood boldly as they began closing in And time seemed to be moving rapidly just then? "Whole house freeze!"
Just then I pulled the Sword and somehow It affected all the creatures as they stepped back and bowed And the same Glow that I seen in the Sword I seen in the eyes of the Lion Who began leading me in a specific direction as if trying to tell me something Just over the horizon, the same creatures who had been described Appeared in statue form but their eyes scoped And as I approached the gate they began to break open and cried "AFTER YEARS WE HAVE FINALLY BEEN AWAKENED!" The assault was on, I got knocked to the ground by one Shocked in an unorthodox form boxing Throwing an abnormal proportion of body blows, karate chops And drop kicks, plunged struggling deeper into the swamp Then I grabbed my Sword, the garlic put it around my neck Saw that it was draining all of their energy and then with a swing Off with their heads! The gates slowly and mysteriously opened So curiously I moseyed in with intensity focusing on my objective Spider webs the size of king-size beds Fell into a secret passage not knowing to where it lead Just then the same Light beamed brightly and in the distance At that instance, lo and behold, the hidden Scroll! And just as I thought my mission was over I could feel the Dragon Queen breathing heavily over my shoulder
As she began to transform and metamorphosise She took on an assortment of legs, arms, heads and eyes And sprouted two horns and began to breathe fire So once again I grabbed my trusty Sword but to my astonishment She burned it to a crisp turned and grasped the Scroll And exited much faster than secreted gas, I'm gasping Clasp full of flames cast in my direction I saw my whole life flash and the possibility of death And a casket passed into the ground, pound for pound, astounding How could I survive and last another round inside this madness?
[Gift of Gab] This is a story of a kid his name is Cisko (Cisko) Who made more money than the Count of Monte Crisco (Crisco) He lived a lavish style of life, fast money women cars and he liked to frequent bars pubs and discos (discos) Made his living as a world famous rap star (rap star) When he first started mic respect's what he was af-ter (AF-ter) And so he got inside his mind, day and night, and he'd write constantly his art and craft he'd try to mas-ter (MAS-ter) Started winnin local battles and his rep grew (rep grew) Gave his crew a reputation as the best crew (best crew) And what life would do to him, all the cards that was hard pen and ped, stress relief would be his refuge (RE-fuge) Paid his dues, doing shows, now he's on track (ON track) In the lab, pumping demos, makin songs fat (SONGS fat) Then he quit his nine to five, finally his time arrived when he signed a major label record contract
[Gift of Gab] His first single was a overnight success hit (success hit) And now he went from wearing rags to the best fits (best fits) All his new acquitances, gassed his head, takin it to the point where he lost proper perspective ('spective) Started cuttin off the people he came up wit (up wit) Ego blown like his soul had been ab-ducted (ab-ducted) Though his heart was once real, now material has filled up his world, and he couldn't get enough of it (get ENOUGH of it) Used to wanna be the best of the rap dons (rap dons) Now his only one concern is goin plati-NUM (plati-NUM) And his skills has since decreased, and the inner hunger ceased Now content, just as long as fame and cash come (CASH come) He's a Big Willie now, rappin bout cars (bout cars) Thousand dollar shoppin sprees, hangin out with stars (out with stars) I mean just a year ago, he was broke, bummin money Drinkin out the 40 bottle, livin outdoors
[Gift of Gab] Second LP, my rap changes fast (changes fast) Here today, gone tomorrow, now his label passed (label passed) Now the new poster boy, with the hip now sound second time around everything isn't stable as (stable as) It once was, now he's lookin for the same hit (SAME hit) But his sound is played, he forget to change wit (CHANGE wit) Them old hit rhymes, no one feelin him, his rhymes ain't appealin anymore, and his records ain't sellin shit (ain't sellin SHIT) Now he's dropped from his label, and he's goin broke (goin broke) Tried the underground return, ghetto pass revoked (pass reVOKED) And the same faces that he dissed, on his way, to the top laughed as they watched him do the downstroke (DOWNstroke) Now the moral of the story is that some go (some go) Why would money make the inner vision crumble? (crumble) So if you're blessed with the talent, utilize it to the fullest be true to yourself and stay humble
I be the first ever Asian astronaut Blastin' off, castin' off The ties that bind like a smashed guitar Rode a mastodon out Jurassic Park Chased by a fan in a Tyrannosaur mask Travel the traffic cop Past the spot Where the ostrich got across for the ocelot What I couldn't of bought Cos they wouldn't a popped y'all Just for me to cop it one
So I had to be up I'm going gradually up Into the galaxy bus Until I can't feel my lungs I pass the family up I see an enemy's bus Saw the anatomy up I catch the ballerinas
Now I was walkin' down this one block Didn't hear a gun shot Smellin' hell or nature Pickin' fruit off of a kumquat Tree another day up in this life under the sunspot Light upon my innervision searchin' for an answer Heredetory, man-in-glory, days of the missle fury inventory took And while I raise Rain began to fall from the verbal dance I did amaze all the natives And the ladies said "You're crazy - would you love to have my baby?" And I plays with the chief of the Mohicans and the Sheikh And travelled everywhere from Delaware way up to Mozambique Was givin' praise with the Deacon at the steeple Spirit-seekin'on the weekend with a tea can and a pair of old shades
It's such a beautiful thing This musical thing When I can do it my way And shootin' no blanks I just refute what you think A quite unusual thing Yes it's a mutual thing Cos it's the root of all things, and we aims to be
The venomist, instrumentalist, syllabal-mystic man traveller Skippin' through the brakes on a Wednesday into a city plaza Tryin' to make it 20 out of 15 pennies on the after The cold-hearted world creepin' on my destiny like salamanders Enchanters, cos I run their goose and I be the gander Cleanin' out the digestive tract of hip-hop like cranberries Shinin' like amber All of the children told me "Damn you're an Answer to our ears and deadly threat that's posed by cancer" On Prancer, on Comet, on Cupid, I'm Santa Got more flow than Flo Jo, while I laugh Ho Ho Ho, got jo jo dancer Punchlines, I'm a Crunchtime Casper, and a one-time champion for it A hundred lifetimes in the hereafter, and for the reincarnation tranform What the heck I'll come back for it Gotta handle chores now, and discuss all of that with God afterwards
We goin' bobsled off the Himalayas With the bottle of bobs ? In a big ol' box full of the latest compilations And then we won't stop til we hit the Appalachians To the Bulletts Bargain Basement Then 'cross the Baltic ocean basin The ride 'cross that Oakland night bridge A drop deposit in the drop embankment Makin' cakes that taste like Tecrine Bakin' ex-potatoes, raisins, plaintains, M&M's, peanuts, grape juice I'm savin' my pay checks to get my plane fixed why's that We goin' fly all night - stop the propellors and Jump out of the side with umberellas and Let's make them all night the caterpillars that Take us to the top the Himalayas
It's such a beautiful thing This musical thing When I can do it my way And shootin' no blanks I just refute what you think A quite unusual thing Yes it's a mutual thing Cos it's the root of all things, and we aims
A lot of people follow ? and tolerate indeed About to lead 'em all to battle upon the bottom of the beat And plant a seed of thought that sproutin' Like a balance like a teeter-totter Seen a lot of freedom ? the feat amount to beat the drama
He began to dis Until the nurse, the passengers had grabbed his shirts And nothin' happened assured the captain and the person But the pressure had expanded, and inertia burst, the cabin burst And all 'em burgers, blankets, rations, animals and drinks They flew out
Fleeds a lots of man ? Climb upon the wall like Peter Parker Meeter of the creed of darker regions Darker seasons These are not the reasons for the grief And now proceed to outer-reaches How to keep styles from seepin' outta me
They flew out The fusilage Had blew in time It stupid to have The attitude When you would dive Into the ground (Now) if you'd have thought Of suicide If you would try But you would tie A parachute Onto a slide And took a dive Now who's alive?
It's such a beautiful thing This musical thing When I can do it my way And shootin' no blanks I just refute what you think A quite unusual thing Yes it's a mutual thing Cos it's the root of all things, and we end
Super fabulous the patterns have been uplifted smoke a chalice with the maddest and the most spliffted turn the alphabet to calculus and flow swiftly see the matter of the fact is that I'm so gifted due payer you do say-a behead a terra formin in a toupee a true player who moves layers of earth showin you are officially ridin with the crusaders check it i go hawaiian on an island in a phat tepee then down in colin for some dining in a black three piece im intertwining and aliging with a mack thesis the tongue of iron rule the lion of the rap species i go abominable all up in you snow igloo clockin the dollas goin all across the globe tourin all over the followers of doubters I'll be cold doin the diabolical infallible that's most cruel and
in come the fabulous ones make way for the fabulous ones x2
super fabulous the patterns have been updated wanna battle youll be baffled at the stuff stated drowning in the shallow waters of the rough raging verbal canoe with no paddle heading up state i got a home made of chrome got an iron maiden etchin poems in the stone with a wire cable im the lone wolf who dont condone violatin and when its on im leavin domes steady vibrating in come the fabulos ones make way for the fabulous ones x2 i love waitin for rappers to arrive baked is my nature so smile now and die later cause yall fakers is nothing but some cry babies that's why im writing out your citations check it im riding shottie doing gotti dirty work spiffy in an impaly with a dolly and her skirts skimpy the verbal scholly make you holla you get hurt simply cause the holocaust end all across the earths empty
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