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at all levels
Entropy, from it you can not divorce

A stolid proposition from a man unkempt as I
My affectations major, I can not live by
But we are
Excuse me, I'm sorry to bother you but don't I know you?
There's just something about you. Haven't we met before?
We've been in love forever.
When
female that live near the Bronx zoo
Had to be home no later than 2
And the 2 twins with the hour curfew
The light-skinned females one's you call Boo
female that live near the Bronx zoo
Had to be home no later than 2
And the 2 twins with the hour curfew
The light-skinned females one's you call Boo
Imagine 10 years old full of doubt and defeat
Growing up around criminals, with clout and deceat
My grandma Loucelle used to tell me, you about what you
you about what you wheap 
She used to help me with my homework, addiction-subtraction
Added faith to my life and doubt got subtracted 
Wanna skip ya
and stay on
A couple things that I know
I'm blowing that stink by the O
My weed so strong I swear to god you would think it's cologne
I go anywhere in
out of his window
And I can tell by what he drives he's a fly guy
In my mind he pulls off slow, I'm watching him

Don't know about twelve twenty-six
to live
With something very special, palliative and pure
And anything that you want, I can give you more
I'll be calm and gentle, loving and sentimental
turn a king
But to live forever, all you gotta do is learn to sing
I get a pleasure that's inevitably immeasurable
And I won't let it be rejected by
think of something much fatter, and then I replace
I see it as a deed, done for reward
My voice with a beat makes you want to record
King Sun with
I'm called the Mad Scientist Extra P
About to set up shop and drop this next degree
On the masses, yeah it's the live guy with glasses
and get on tilt
I know it's nothin' for you, the pain to have me killed

I respect the laws of war and love, I live by them shits
Y'all niggas not ready
thirstin', caught up in emotion 
You keepin' your composure like Gershwin 
Songs by Earth Wind keep you in the zone, writing verses 
So when your pocket's
cataclysmic, mystic natural, it's about time
We hit you with some substance that's actual

I got a gift call, hip-hop prophecy, says 2003
Ends the reign
I got money, I got fame, I got houses, cars, stupid shit
Thought everything would be alright
Thought I'd do something for my moms
I'm telling you, I
People talk, it's just word of mouth
No, it ain't nothing to me
You talking loud 'cause I'm not around
Yeah, that's something to see
Say I’m
the way)
I'm the only way
We can fornicate
Ah, pimping and posing
Look what I drove in, ah
Having these hoes and I know that I'm chosen, ah
I live by
cataclysmic, mystic natural, it's about time
We hit you with some substance that's actual

I got a gift call, hip-hop prophecy, says 2003
Ends the reign
alone
Ain't gon' follow no footsteps I'm making my own
Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road

You gotta live it to feel it
You didn't,
dough, so I got the gat pointed at you
By any means I'm out for cream
And willin' to do sticks, catch Vicks
Because I'm on some trife shit
Yo, I
KRS One is just the guy to lead a crew 
Right up to your face and dis you 
Everyone saw me on the last album cover 
Holding a pistol 
Something far
I touched more paper than a cashier
Small sucker, I ain't never really around squares
They say it levels to this shit, you niggas downstairs
Different
boxes
If you cross this boss live cautious
Don't make me, don't make me repeat myself
For your safety, because a pilly is beneath my belt
But I don't
cause you ain't gonna live to roast me
I'd have my motherfucking ass kicked by Moby
If I let some bitch in the Can like Bis cop over me
To do war and try