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like one, sell albums like two
Like I am the coach, I'm running the game
Jaloni not soft, but bitch you insane
It's clear when I spit, I go off the brain

the crowded city feeling all alone 
Used to live slow and wear pajamas 
Step off stage as a bad mamajama 
Bumping 3rd Bass not MC Hammer 
My main man Slick,

album made history (truth)
I made 'em change the banners, and I wasn't in their plans
But that's too bad 'cause I'm cemented (yeah)
Y'all didn't think

Channel Zero

The Lost Boyz

Legal Drug Money

1995

over tennis shoes
It's hard enough for us blacks to earn cash man
The homeless keep warm by settin' fire to a trash can

Now everyday I need ends
New

Channel Zero

Mr. Cheeks

Legal Drug Money

1995

killed in the street over tennis shoes
It's hard enough for us blacks to earn cash man
The homeless keep warm by settin fire to a trash can
Now everyday

place
Worst place
Trying to tell your people they ain't worthless
Then still get killed by the people from your birthplace
Every day's a struggle when

respect a President with bad hair 
But go ahead and introduce him with the fanfare 

Music is kinda like the drugs and the beer 
It helps us to escape all

Teaching love of a nation
Defined by a flag
With 50
Five point stars
In a rectangular configuration
While TV stations
Mold the minds
Of men and women

at the Barbecue, grilling the death of nations
Deserted on the inside, littered with extra waist and
A bit of domestic rage that’s been skirted by them thick thighs

cash by the hour





got us on corners 

You need that 

I got it



days I woke up

Heard my homie got shot at



Blacks getting rich man that just be

a theory of everything that makes due sense
But don't you know
Whether quantum or dynamic
In thought or by standard
That the moment you know something it

for sale
For them dollars
We broke
So you taking barter
Brain missing
Oh you let'em borrow
This system is Nino
They running your carter
Taking your

his lies, his empty works and his temptations
I'm dedicatin' my life to this consecration
To the Blessed Virgin Mary
The Mother of all Nations
And if

Genocide caused by ignorance
The fools in power don't make a difference
Mass hysteria, corporate greed
Small bacteria, upon us freed
Cough out blood

Digging in my brain lyrical revelation
Going slowly insane chemical elevations
Coming up preaching light onto the nations
Crashing down is like amateur

And I know that you're bitter
I know that you're sad
Within your heart I hope there's empathy
And it's just your brain that is bad
Poor, poor Britannia

Your brain is flawed and all your friends will die
Never mind, I'm alive in the greatest nation
So proud of, the exploitation of natives?
This

it
246 Rogue Nation
Hmm some of us is not blessed with the paper
Poverty mek ya hate how ya live huh
All of dem struggles you a face huh
Mhmm Mhmm

You dont want to kill for your nation?
They all bad and we are greatful
They want to destroy us, you think we are bandits? then go to jail, this is our

Regardless your fails
We no fit let that one affect our brains
Them dey try to drain the energy "by"
Givin' us bad names "Call us Lazy"
When nothing dey

you tell that I'm tryin 
This is hell and I'm dyin

What's another day lost? Let me kill the pain off
Now I feel my brains washed I get high and take

am nearing tantric bust 
Take the master tapes and put 'em in a time capsule 
To time travel so you'll never get to buy this album 
I yell out of turn

To love

I'm so glad I wrote myself and album
To pull me out when horribly wrong
Had to say it in multiple songs
She so abusive consumed by the noice
Her

your brain
I'll make hard beats til you shift the plane
Oh, Ethereal? Shit in your cereal
This whole album is promotional material
Laying in your bed,