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morning she brings me my coffee thank you good looking I'd say
Everyone knows I'm in love with the waitress at Main Street Cafe
I watch as she walks by my
her pall
Upon that spot-- as upon all,
And the wind would pass me by
In its stilly melody,
My infant spirit would awake
To the terror of the lone lake.
You let me touch so many people  and it's all for the good 

I influenced so many children  I never thought that I would 

And I couldn't take
You let me touch so many people  and it's all for the good 

I influenced so many children  I never thought that I would 

And I couldn't take
not worship money.
If what you want from me is to bring your children to you
My regret is only having one life to do it instead of two.
Amen.
Pharoahe Monche:

Recognize me nigga, look into my eyes
See raw visualizations of hate reincarnated
In it's most unadulturated form I breeth evil
Spek] 

bring me to the end and I'll be me 

open up your eyes wide so you can see 

it's thick to be me 

how I kick my rhymes down pat
This song was one of the tracks that had some arrangement changes between the demo versions and the version that ended up on Mindsize. It was for
I could tell he'd had a tough life
By the way he sat and stared
And me, I'd come to push and shove
So I pulled up a chair

We talked of roads
a bomb and kill every one for testing me
So when I go I'm taking all my folks
So when we hit hell, we still can go to war
That's gangsta!

[Chorus]
Is So Strong And I Still Exist

Life Is Not Being Easy On Me
But Thanks To All My Fans
I Will Always Be
[Jason & Main Choir] Playing In Their
from this old town
(This awful town)

There's a place I know
Folks won't pass me by
Dallas, Texas, that's the town
I cry
(Oh, hear me cry)

And I'm going
yah me friend
Ragga muffin junior gong a teach it like a Reverend
So all foreigner go hold a yardie accent
And make we take you weh and fling you
thorn whose prick brings lockjaw 
And tires torn by sharp yellow rocks -- 
Young girl stares pensively from dark door in pale blue wall 
Big About
Pharoahe Monche:

Recognize me nigga, look into my eyes
See raw visualizations of hate reincarnated
In it's most unadulturated form I breeth evil
only destination: anywhere but here

There's nothing permanent below me and above
For every time it's all too much, it's not enough
We're
for the rhyme I just did
And here's a little taste of my homeboy, El Sid
Ay a prince it's the El Sid's version
I'm a raid on the track, I'm a hip-hop
I started to write this song about you
And then I decided that I would write it all about love
And it appeared to me
That you wasn't happy
on the ground,
Bring the bitch down, bring the bitch down,
Let me tell you about our law,
It's either sex or the saw yeah.

All American Massacre.
all the routes landed here, beach houses wit the chandaliere 
Me & my crew, mad cans of beer 
It's copin', live vibe, still eyes open, it's clear
I started to write this song about you
And then I decided that I would write it all about love
And it appeared to me
That you wasn't happy
Salt water licks my face
And wind fills the sail
We head for wars on distant shores

My friends are all with me
And so they'll always be
We'll
It's hell up in Harlem, my main man just caught a bad one
Wetted by a magnum when he didn't have none
That goes to show you that even when you're
from wars, its kill or be called upon
Feeling teary eyed, thinking I’ve gone too far
Ask God for forgiveness, shit I doubt he heard me at all
They say
I started to write this song about you
And then I decided that I would write it all about love
And it appeared to me
That you wasn't happy