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heading up above, aye
I don't need to tell, I just do it 'outta love, aye (I just do it 'outta love)
This is for the niggas, who inspired by the thugs, aye

had drive ambition
Money making mission
Wasted potential
Monumental
Transcendental mediation
Looked beyond
My eyelid
Surrounded by zombies
Rick Grimes

your grave
The FN got bullets that fit in the K
The F it got AC my car ain't on E
Can't catch what I spit then get hit in the face
Shots by the dozens

tattoos

Do not  act rash boy your life is hanging by a thread 
You get two strikes on the third filleting you instead 
Thunderclap flash, zenny stance

burger king inside the dairy queens 
Gotta stack the money up by any means 
Hate my friends but in love with my enemies 
Hit the city create us some

on some other shit
I be on some other shit
She shut it down she like who them bitches
I'm like I don't know
She hit me with that face like who you kidding

unapologetically"
I Let It Be like spelling bees
I'm gone and hit the buzzer
(Ye) Give em all the Static
the roles, the scenes, you wouldn't get it

I'm not like them

fronting, huh
I don't give a fuck, I'll be blunt
Hit me, I'll hit you, I can stunt
Piss in your mouth, you can spit it down
Quicker and quick, niggas busting

rage, but I'm protected by what they can't see
Seen niggas lost in a haze
They couldn't manage, I won't dare repeat
Got to stay sharp like a blade
Keep

AR blue 42
He got hit by 40 from da 50 it had 42
Niggaz pocket watchin like how much you make shit more den you
I should spin his block n get it done

need? Hit my phone
But don't hit me for no loan, cause I don't do fronts
It ain't even 'bout the money, it's more 'bout the trust
Shady place, always

and the zombies
i don't mind being alone
i like my misery don't need no company
there ain't no company here
there's just an emptiness mimicking something
something

Spin on they side a DOA, they had to bring the feds out
.556s, .223s, gon' make a nigga head hot
She wanna fuck, I hit and leave and then I gotta

says
I be shooting Ps, like the Plant vs. Zombies plant (Haa)
I see the vision like Oculus (Haa)
On the roof by the chimney, finna drop a bomb in there

rolled tomb sized
If the zombies come, you'd die
We weren't from the same side, but grew connected for the duration
I remember grief, I remember elation

I'm Still #1

KRS-One

A Retrospective

2000

Rebel, renegade, must stay paid
Not by financial aid, but a raid of hits
Causing me to take long trips
I'm the original teacher of this type of style

has hit my mailbox

And has not been stolen by my former houseguest who has my Spare keyring
A hundred to the house for their hospitality and $55 to my

get scared by angels

I have no fear to fail because I'll get through it
To get me through my hell, I had to make music
And I wanted to do it different

six albums in two years and
Every damn one hit the Billboards
And I kicked a twist and hit number two with
That country album that I made for 'em
Then

ain't moving nothing
Serving by that same store
But he don't have a choice
Or a voice
And he feels gone

Is my time going to come
To became more
Feeling

take back whats left

The ghetto gave us gats and glocks and flaps of crack rock
With charts to top the ops was dropped by
Pac and Nas and Big poppa

zombies
This takes me back to a better day
Back when everything was A-OK
It's fucking crazy how time just flies by
Moments gone in the blink of an eye
One

Still fightin paranoia 
Anxiety at an all time high
Better days that I'm pushin for 
Are what help me get by
Sheez still roll brown haze by

rhyme to get paid
Airplanes flyin', overseas people dyin'
Politicians lyin', I'm tryin'
Not to escape, but hit the problem head-on
By bringin' out