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Year 311 (CCCXI) was a common year starting on Monday (link will display the full calendar) of the Julian calendar. At the time, it was known as the Year of the Consulship of Valerius and Maximinus (or, less frequently, year 1064 Ab urbe condita). The denomination 311 for this year has been used si… more »

(Bobby, you be quiet out there)

Don't fear mere words, 'cause if it takes a word to ruin ya
You should have already heard, you're finished through and soon ya
See that stifling sentences is so much more suspicious 
Much worse could come of that, so much more delicious 
To the dastardly, bastardly plans of little mice and men
Ugly rears its head and speaks from now and then
 People love to disagree, so avoid the endless bout 
Make no attempt to try and suss the stupid out
But of the racist institutions, simple minds belong 
Not happy just being human, no wish to get along  Little people need exclusions, sucker groups to throng 
It makes them feel special, it makes them feel strong 

Now I got a click, but it's more like a family Not an ethnic trip, more like an ethic 
See, I write the rhyme today, tell it to you later  Whether we're coming in whack, or what it's a waste to be a hater  Graffiti bombs from the palms, love is so strong 
Can't be stopped too long
For the night it will come
 Shaped in the form of Mars that stone afar Ghetto cool

Oh well
Now you feel the spell 
The color rocks the bell
The king of swing, rise to the top
The rhythm possessed in ya and it don't stop
The muse is broken, the demon locin'
 Dropping the bomb and all that is left is the smokin' 
Cloakin' chokin', the lyrics are spoken  Infrared vision, scopin' condition 
Now breakin' 'em all to pieces like a sly rap bandit 
With a fly Liu-Kang kick in Mortal Kombat and I land it
So get your own back when I jam it cold and
 Hearing about your rhyme style been outmoded 
The dopest flow upon the planet 
Dope is the word the bro throw up 
On the down low goddammit 

You juice your fucking friends like Dracula 
But when we kick you out you're just broke-you-la
You left a big surprise from Pacific Bell
 Called all your relatives and your friends in Hell
Now let me tell you something, you fucking piece of shit
You'll never have no money, now tell me, was it worth it?
You leave a trail of lies, that's why you keep moving 
We won't come after you, we'd only end up provin' 
In the end, revenge send ends to the defendant 
I know that statement's true, I wear it like a pendant 
I know you'll hear this song so I think it's funny 
The name is ? thief or trust and money 

Like Captain Picard, we come hard in light years
Our star has long bust, but now reappears 
In your sky at night, rising and immense 
Yes, you see ourselves in the shine of it
And so passing under the dome of the great sky
Beware, we are the stars, Holmes, that you ruled by
 Where death reborn into the world is a gift
So the future with no voice of its own will uplift 
All is gone, all is calm, y'all [Repeat: x4]
Set wrecked in L.A.
In the Wetlands of New York
 Atlanta and Phoenix 
Portland, Lincoln and N.O.


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