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the woman
She's the woman

Fate is my pimp
But she was cool
Said if you're doin' business with me, honey
What does that make you?
Some Casablanca gin joint
And then this thing got a hold of me and still would not let go 
I walk in and heart beat jumped by hair stood up and my skin goose bumped 
My mind went
on your art school skin
80 points of I.Q. located within'

Know what you are? You're a bunch of
Artfags, Artfags, Artfags, Artfags
Choke on this you
The gardeners will soon make the scene
'Cause it's Thursday
Soon they'll arrive on the scene

I pick up the paper
I'm spritzed by the sprinkler
Inside I
hair
Synthesizer playing is my trade
I have the IQ of someone in second grade
I am turned off 18 hours a day
The other 6 are spent pretending to play
I ask that you return me
The years I did ignore thee
And with my burden bury
The weight of guilt I carry
And lead me to the well of life
Before my
the Titanic
Panic with the frantic, antic watch them vanish
In the zone, by my own, maricon, if you Spanish
The outlandish, even though they can't stand us
across the scene,
He knew what was happenin', but by then it was too late
The thugs started blastin'
Now, asked in this situation, exactly what would you
Straite, who are you...It's I.Q. ...taking 
These crews out by twos making moves to confuse....who could 
Refuse the 
Flave the way we shape it like
my diction
Frantz Fanon the Wretched of the Earth home
Phenomenon be goin' on and on
sailing along a likkle song
by the record take it home and fling
game.
Playing Solitaire
Doesn't get me where you would
And, honey, you could
Play by any rules that you care to name.
What's my scene? (I gotta know)
Playing Solitaire
Doesn't get me where you would
And, honey, you could
Play by any rules that you care to name.
What's my scene? (I gotta know)

They
bad, bad mutha-

Mutha-, mutha-, muthaf-

I'm the kinda rapper that a dummy won't dig
My IQ's too high, my words are too big
My voice too clear and my
I think today's gonna be the day, all my luck's gonna turn
I think the boss'll take what I'm worth, and turn it into what I earn
I'm thinkin' if I
Swallow this scene, I'm on fire 
Arms waving, burning higher 
Impressing you with what I've done 
But every minute I'm losing one by one
To floss or not to floss is the question
Hehe
By any means
Me and my mans gon' shine
Burn bright till the lights go dim
Aiyo, ask me again
Better yet, I'ma
across the scene,
He knew what was happenin', but by then it was too late
The thugs started blastin'
Now, asked in this situation, exactly what would you
a few minutes
Part of a celluloid dream.

Watch in slo-mo going frame by frame
Might have blurred my vision
Your life went flashing by where
Did it all go
starting a frenzy
My dick is feeling so flimsy
I can barely keep up with a B-cup
See, I ain't bring my A game, can you keep up?
Fuck what you heard
Piss
Can't squeeze blood from a turnip
And hold my breath blue
I've waited and waited
And waited on you

You do what you want
I'll do what I can
the shower
Laughing by the hour
Life is such a breezy game
I love all kinds of weather
As log as we're together
Oh I love to hear you say my name

I
asked her what her name was, 
And she said.......They call me Josephine. 

It took a while to click, 
But then I got the gist, 
The girl by my side,
Can you hold my hands and be my guide

Clouds filled with stars cover your skies
And I hope it rains
You're the perfect lullaby
What kinda dream is
Your mind on the trigger pull it
Bludgeon bodies give up their muted horror story

Scene of my rage
Scene of my rage
Death is your name
You're
I don't mean to make a scene
But even the mob know what the hell I mean
The knot is tight on my blindfold
I got my flesh full of blood
I hate