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there was darkness in the air
Then I found someone now the clouds are gone and I see love everywhere.

And I said,"Oh me - oh my - mercy mercy - love
NBC, MTV, TNT, The BBC, DVD, VHS, DSL
A&E, XTC, MP3, FCC, THC, NRA, GOP, ADD
The fight for free speech, lack of responsibility
Thieves in positions
hate it
Found a woman in the dumpster, body was mutilated
Bad dreams all up in my head, no lie
Sometimes I gotta take a sniff so I can get by, why
Don't
Sitting in the boardroom
The I'm-so-bored room
Listening to the suits
Talk about their world
They can make straight lines
Out of almost anything
the masses
Of the working world, we pulled up on a bunch of working girls
And asked them what they working with – look at me
I got the blunt in my mouth
[B-Real]
I wake up every morning, kiss my wife goodbye
Hug my kids, tell 'em I love 'em, I'm out, hit the ride
I'm out on patrol, in my squad car,
Mere emeles
Mere selem
I em'a den
Lashtal
Lucifer!
Lucifer!
Aivass!

So every man and woman is a star
But who is Scorpio by fire ring'd
frustrated, I hate it
Found a woman in the dumpster, body was mutilated
Bad dreams all up in my head, no lie
Sometimes I gotta take a sniff so I can get by
there was darkness in the air
Then I found someone now the clouds are gone and I see love everywhere.

And I said,"Oh me - oh my - mercy mercy - love
all hustlas
Pushin' the product, connected by the narcotics
Hella melodic when NATAS drop it, I got it
30,000 feet out in the air, I parachute on ya
! 
Brace yourself 'cause there's no gravity! 

You're in the motherfuckin' Space Olympics! 

Let it be known by every nation 
You'll only get one meal
nigga
Air honkey and air critter
I come through and kill every litter
Like that like that like that
No country for young men
No no no no
It's like
+High+
Hustle big like Butch in the why-be	-I
We did it 'n died, the gang still multiplied
Sock yo windpipe, cut yo air supply
Hypnotized, not by
the viewin'
Roll ova by a tree then no one can see me
Binoculars around my neck
I sense death and tits in every breath
Murder steps, I see a light come
Fagulant and phony fools fear the fatal free style,
This goes out to every man, woman, and child.
Label me a helluva rap artist,
Livin' in darkness,
hair; he carves her dimples in the air.
The raging world has spooked him scared, and he don't want her lost out there.
So now it's later than it needs
when it heard the first blast 
And then every dumb action movie was summarily surpassed 
And the exodus uptown by foot and motorcar 
Looked more like
heart
Baby girl I just wanna tell you that you are

The reason I love
The reason I trust
God sent me an angel
You are, the best in the world
A wonderful
Bloody smoke
Foggy smoke
Beginnings and endings...
There's a heart of the world
In the bowed bony Burren
There's a trip-hole to her heart
In
Looking out the corner of her eye
As she sits alone and drinks her wine
Every man just wants to pass her by
And hopes that he can catch her eye

That
Future in the club, poppin bands on them hoes
Go ahead Gucci Mane, toss some grands on the floor
I'm gettin a table dance by a fine ass ho
Got me coming
game too overcrowded
And nothing they can do about it, give my tapes away for free
And put it in your face on my kush DVD
So you can

Look at my hair,
the world I swear it, 
I like ya hair and every style that ya wear it,
And how the colors coordinate wit ya clothes, 
From your manicured nails to ya
at the portorican day parade, thn at night I'm in New Orleans drinkin hand
Grenades, outnumbered by the dozens at the jazz fest, in Mardigra all the women tryna show
smile, people wonder how
'Dre Day' every day. Trips to Montiego Bay
With more chips than Frito Lay
Flossed jewels in a tire, ain't nuthin' fly
Straight