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the conservative
The backward facist
like prospectives 
they saved us by enslaving us!
Strips our rights away  
with no guarantee of improved Homeland Security
[T3]
There I was sitting there looking, waiting
Waiting for the chance to get to date you
I'm saying, I'm sick of games, sick of solos
Sure need
music

And some honky-tonk, in the mix

I like whiskey in coke, a double to the top

A shot of cuervo now and then

I never ask for a lot, I
kissed my freak, hit the street
Looking for something to eat
In a 18-wheeler, lookin' real swass
All the girls smile 'cause I'm the big boss
And I gotta
in sync?
Out looking for the camera crews
Sell my soul for a second on the evening news
Am I in sync?
Live 'til the bubble pops
Hold my breath
pileup
Earth calling pilot to copilot
Looking for life on this planet,sir, no sigh of it
All I can see is a bunch of smoke flyin'
And I'm so high that
pileup
Earth calling pilot to copilot
Looking for life on this planet,sir, no sigh of it
All I can see is a bunch of smoke flyin'
And I'm so high that
a forty-two-car pileup
Earth calling pilot to copilot
Looking for life on this planet,sir, no sigh of it
All I can see is a bunch of smoke flyin'
And I'm so
God in all this mess?
Well, see that's the reason for the song
See, wherever you go there's one thing ya got to know
God, is right there by your side
'll get myself back in line
Because I recognize, I have been called, for such a time as this!"
You can't resist the change
And you're not condemned by
and the W 
Eight, Chilly Chill, and DJ Crazy Toons 
Sic brothers out to get paid cause 
Nowadays you got to go for yourself or go broke 
I'm living day by
a scene
Scared to love and to feel
Judging everything
By loud fast rules appeal
Who played last night?
"I don't know, I forgot.
But diving off
on his mouse
His phone's been busy now for over a week
So I dropped by to see what in Sam Hell is going on

And here's what he said to me:
Come on in
it's all about
Give me your body it's that time to make you jump and shout
Wine and dine and find what you're looking for
I got to show you it's that
with long caps of crack to sell 
I take poetry and start illin' with it 
Homicide police be looking for me from the way I be killing and shit 
You niggas
Taking a patient out of the bathroom into water
That's right, get in the water and touch the  electric wires

Hold this... here's some bread!

"Now
like this
There's more ways you can use your time instead of
Looking for shit that you used to find
By the age of 16 ya finally come to grips
Livin life
[Chorus: Stephen Marley]
And hey!
And I see you passing by my way, again
And I'm wondering if we can be good friends
And I see you passing by my
looking for a dope beat to lay in something melodic
After 30 seconds Dre looked up and said "I got it"
Like the dope sound rolling with the dope beat made
need
New direction was apparent
I was a child looking at the floor staring
So changing my style was like release for the primitive beast
Yes I was
'm here to make money, money, money)

Whatever happened to the real DJs
'Cause the chick you've paid can't mix for shit
She's looking good with her
creep on
In outside in the streets, I see the folks peeking in
One by one, they start to slowly leak in, looking lovely
My friends, what a unique blend
Elbows and right hooks for you
We got thrown out by this time my shit is blown out
Pull the phone out acceleration and we bone out
In the zone out beyond
of wild niggas mashing you
Came crashing through
Elbows and right hooks for you
We got thrown out by this time my shit is blown out
Pull the phone out
federal cases with legal aids
The unlit stage tonight performing lime desires to eat
Can get you in a 8 by 5, the corner's younger
I smell feel touch