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a subtle texture subdued by continuous motions to prove a form previously nonexistent illuminated by one's own mark exclusive to specific motions
to the crews out there who think they're hot
If you're not original rockers you will get shot
Down by the kids neglectin' your art, the stuff you did
once was - Unbounded
Somehow it got all twisted and before long sounded
As though life was continuous connive-thrive-drive
Choking out the simple joy
chouette!
I kick nonsense in French, tasty like Crepe Suzette
I bet you're feeling famished for a 311 sandwich Not the whack DJ's that I'm a damage
I like
chouette!
I kick nonsense in French, tasty like Crepe Suzette
I bet you're feeling famished for a 311 sandwich Not the whack DJ's that I'm a damage
I like
and ride with a nigga 
so I can show you what Dade County really got 
See don't be fooled by South Beach 
Thinking when you come to the Bottom 
You can
Bring to me something new 
A continuous surprise 
You have colored my life 
Like an uncommon ray 
You make the world so less gray 
And I'll never,
of his life.
The whole shit is strange. I'm really thinkin' brains
But on the other hand, I really feel your stress and pain.
Flimsy little men, they
it gangsta (all my life)
Keep it gansta why'all, keep it gangsta (all my life)
(verse three) {1:50}
I'm sick of these rap niggas lyin' 'bout they
and ride with a nigga 
so I can show you what Dade County really got 
See don't be fooled by South Beach 
Thinking when you come to the Bottom 
You can
do belong. 
Opening my eyes
To see the true essence of my being 
By dissolving  the distractions of the outer world.
In the loneliness of the pain
Nubian poems
From NYC to ATL we got continuous flows

Due process, paying these dues, battling crews
At the same time, livin in life, givin
Nubian poems
From NYC to ATL we got continuous flows

Due process, paying these dues, battling crews
At the same time, livin in life, givin
There's times in my life where I just
I just wanna run away, I just
I just wish the pain would stop
I don't wanna cry no more
I wish the pain
Nubian poems
From NYC to ATL we got continuous flows

Due process, paying these dues, battling crews
At the same time, livin in life, givin
became a swarm of molecule sickness
Manifested liquid trapped inside a mountainous region
Until the skies starting raining, continuous seasons
Immortal
money
You might reinstate the draft and I'm gettin bummy
So I clear my head by goin testin testin one two testin
And countin my blessings
And pray for
concepts, new tools, new weapons
By analyzing the past, Sage can project into the future

I used to think that rappers had it figured out
Brass Monkey,
fried, spittin' the scribe, move in disguise
Wan' test I? access denied
I live and die by the motto: let none survive
Livin' off my last cut, can't hold
God gave me this life, and if he decides to envy and give me
I'm takin the flow of the century with me
Oh, so if you feel insane, and want a war
the way that it happened I won't consider it braggedy
A drive-by shootin that ended up a tragedy
He was shot, layin in the street dead, reasons unknown
and aged
My children grown up, grandchildren by my side
And the moonlight has revealed
That your heart beats for me
And it has always been like that
the hour, daily mixtures, predictions by biblical scriptures 
Your life's a non-fiction, that's your picture that hits ya 
Vision quest, the true test
There's times in my life where I just
I just wanna run away, I just
I just wish the pain would stop
I don't wanna cry no more
I wish the pain
There's times in my life where I just
I just wanna run away, I just
I just wish the pain would stop
I don't wanna cry no more
I wish the pain