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Ahh
What a beautiful day for creators to let free their minds
And their thoughts pour out from the ether
It'll rain love and shine empathy

Cold showers, my friends patronize
But love cannot be synthesized
And I can't take more of this
Let's say I came to your party
With a smile upon my face

Swan Lake

Blackalicious

Golden State of Mind

2001

the dimension of the crew SoleSides 
it ain't nuttin goin on but a party 
Now brothers want to flex but I'm over they heads 
I got the funky type of style

stressing me
I drop, so many enemies
I drop, bars and melodies
I always do what's best for me
I won't let anything damage me
I drop, anything that'd burden me

Jubilee

Souljahz

The Fault Is History

2002

you answer to the same King that I do
Shoot one at Him and catch five back inside you
So put your guns away, sheath your swords
Heed the force let it

keep around for a body
Four shots at the party
By three a.m. you sorry
The two of us had we meet ends
How the fuck we become less than friends
But

Reality seeps in the cracks in my brain
I'd rather be seekin' to master my game
Than to be in bed alone at night wonderin' what I'm here for
I just bet like

the outer things surroundin' me, I'll probably be fine
Reality seeps in the cracks in my brain
I'd rather be seekin' to master my game
Than to be in bed alone

the outer things surroundin' me, I'll probably be fine
Reality seeps in the cracks in my brain
I'd rather be seekin' to master my game
Than to be in bed alone

bout to take my chain I let my weapon spray
Treat him like a peon cause I know he ain't gone step my way
Aye
I'm bout to fuck it up I got a 40 tucked

Reality seeps in the cracks in my brain
I'd rather be seekin' to master my game
Than to be in bed alone at night wonderin' what I'm here for
I just bet like

files
Got these phony's actin childish like a class of juveniles
Christiano Ronaldo by the way that I'm kickin' it
Giuiliano Amato I ain't runnin' I'm

We Boys

Black Sheep

Non-Fiction

1994

1,2,3
On the down low it's only see double E
L-O, I flow, I flow, I'll let you know
When it's time to catch wreck I catch wreck like an old pro
You

to have desire
We have to have something that pushes us. Fear pushes us
See the bar at the end of the street there? Get a shot of that

I live on the top

Jasmine

Carl Thomas

Life Story [Clean]

1999

(Verse One)

Yo had me in the LQ
Yo shit was mad bumpin 
Rappers on the mic was like settin off somethin
Now parties like this yo god 
I like lougin

say na cashless
Sometimes it's hard to tell
Whether we're hungry or were fasting
In 08 what I'd pay to get to jand
Will only get me to Ghana now
My guy

black magic rum by the handle
Visions of golden flowers on the boat
8 rings 8 hopes
Posted up like the Pope
Smoking clouds from the toke
Party hard like

product, just like Tom MacDonald
When you rap, only I can hear is quack-quack, like Duck Donald
I know you'd vote for Donald Trump, just to get like five

it Ozzy, Drix I'm the medicine
Not invited, now you want let us in
I was up late nights, David letterman
Was at the end of the table, I can phone

join the party
Let me in to your heart, take a sip Bacardi
Wait - what's your deep talk topics
Do you like crème de menthe
Your drinks are no narcotics

where my sanity ends

I'm standing there thinking that your gonna slow down
But you just keep rolling like a rocket ship clown

Adrenaline junky

Countless composers
Cannot compare to my cranium
Come and witness
How I spit shit like it's
Liquid vibranium
I propose you posers
Prepare to get hit by
Five

Texas 2000

Mr. Mike

Rhapsody

1999

[ VERSE 1 ]
My ghetto niggas survive and hold hands, we live
And old men embedded the game and aim 4-5's
And blindsided females, we mesmerize them

her self-worth
Couldn't get the man to look twice
Even though she ain't got no bra and them titties bounce as she walk by
Can't even focus in the store