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Mads Langer (Mads Langer) · Fiction and Fact (Beast) · Fact & Fiction (Aphasia) · Fiction and Fact (Beast) · Fact and Fiction (Twelfth Night) · Totgesagte Leben Länger (Megaherz) · Blufunk Is a Fact! [Bonus Track] (Keziah Jones) · Cold Fact (Rodriguez) · The Glad Fact (Dirty Projectors) · Cold Fact/Coming from Reality (Rodriguez) – and 90 other albums »
She's the driver of the getaway car, Public enemy number 1. Well, she's fact and she's fiction, All wrapped up into one. Sound, lights
the driver of the getaway car Public enemy No.1 She's fact and she's fiction All wrapped up into one Sound, lights and vision Street car collisions and all We
influenced by the phenomenal While you're unable cause you're too unstable All of your progress is minimal and that's the inescapable fact Verbal rhyme
And that's a raw fact no fiction in this guy The essence of a pharaoh D to the E fari The only weapon I brandish is my vernacular Defari
as I enter Cause I gets heated like friction Motherfuck your whole jurisdiction, react this fact not fiction Telepathic addiction, to this
and cause mad friction Take out you fiction MC's and then bring it back like treason I'm talking realness, everyone's speaking hip hop, but can't feel
friction Motherfuck your whole jurisdiction; react; this fact, not fiction Telepathic addiction to this homicidal recital Dangerous and vital to all my
stages Feeling timeless and ageless Seen those like embryos in our invasion It's universal, God is amazing [Imani/Citizen Strange] They mad cause my
fiction, and some of it fact [Cage] Now they love a dumb rap on a heavy drum track [Eon] They were mad fuckin hoes and we fucked every one That story is
exposed Turn all the fiction to fact, so everybody will know You a sucker-ass nigga, father-fuckin ass nigga That got fucked in the ass by your father
on the digital video DAT And send a copy to Miramax leave you exposed Turn all the fiction to fact, so everybody will know You a sucker-ass nigga, father-fuckin'
who's the man Clean radio jams Beat bumpin Money stackin Fact not fiction Give me the zig-zag I'll do the twistin Dom Perion, uh-uh I'm the bomb
you can't hear the silence Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window, Seeing it but not being touched by it. * Words sometimes