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I've just come in at Number twenty five 
I'm oh so happy, so glad to be alive 
And everybody says it's going to get to the top 
Life is so easy
Yo, in a hundred years form now
Everyone who's living on this planet will be dead
So it's inconsequential really
All the shit that you talk
Now who you know leave the scene
Messier than canvas's by Jackson Pollock
Throwing multicolored thoughts at a rapid pace
I make a mess you dissect
the morn' getting stoned
Pretty with her eyes low, runny by Bible
The type of bitch that BIG said he would die for
Is the type that I would rather stay alive
Alles Spasten, so wie Big Bang Theory
Ich frage deine Mutter, ob sie weiß, wie viel ein Kilo wiegt

King Bushido und die Scheiße hier ist amtlich
when you are
So tell me what you see
Until then, this science is only a theory

Let's love, let's love
Now we've done enough talking
And we've done
much happiness
Sort of like lasting moments of bliss
Everyone wants to be so happy
Let me explain my theory:

Some type of grief you MUST experience
thing and another 
The beauty of it is, hope you'll agree, though 
I'm a poor boy, 
I can still be happy, 
As long as I can feel free

So many
York niggas is trigger happy, got Pataki scared
This town ain't big enough for both of us and I ain't goin' nowhere
There it is, plain and simple like
so atrocious is that they were written by the people. If professional songwriters had written them instead, things might have turned out considerably
Why settle for what we're shown
When there is so much more?
Sometimes the Book of Law
Is only half the story
Means and ends:
Deciding where
and get 'em all open
The theories, the stories, the truths, the myths
Its all therapy, on top of turntablists
This indutry's big, so big in fact (and fat?)
I'm 'bout to do my thing to shine. 
Said everybody

It's not luck that I'm sittin' here 
Spittin' for y'all.
Preeld in by
the thirteenth knot (Hangman)
I arrange panoramic of a plastic catalogue
And where wild dogs sing tailor-made lullabies tried by my offspring
I'll bring
some wings on a Greyhound
My theory is you lie and drink beer
I ain't hearing you so you must be from Liberia
I wave by like Hitler
Hundred round