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Level 42- Autumn (Paradise Is Free)

I just can't believe it's true
lovers never loved as we two do
take me up one love sweet dream
rising, falling

of Revelation, I'll endorse it
Head the Ledger, overdose on it

No king, is saved by the strength of his army
No king, is saved by the strength of his army

Now I

think you guys were comedy album level yet. You're making it

Erm, etcetc, it's sort of, we're still doing contract tours and stuff, but it should be with

And cop my album please
We got the ganja surrounding good vibes in every place
I'm on a level unclouded by negativity
Nothing to say
Trees from the golden

handicaps and made it here without one
On my last album I was going insane
I still am just by now I've gotten used to the pain
Take more green to my head

1nce Again

A Tribe Called Quest

Beats, Rhymes and Life

1996

production's tight
Sometimes I might catch a severe case of writer's block
But by the end of the day you'll be on my jock
My name's malik my hobby's putting

Bow to the Masta

Kool Keith

Celebrity Deathmatch

1999

and radio and poster hype

Now that 3,000 people lost their jobs, I'm a see how your record do
But you're stuttering out your boo boo, can't give a decent

with another family man, never pop a Xan
but it's getting way out a hand
Now I gotta hear everything I'm working with
Gotta give it to God I'm getting

as gods
That's the dumbest shit I've ever
Heard in my motherfuckin' life
You need to set the fuck down somewhere (Ahh)
(Um, on this new album I've
Got uh

A lot of my poems and writings seem to start with me waking up,
or being in a dream, or dream like state.
Now, this implies a certain level of abstraction

beaten
Choked and bullied by a fat guy
Now he’s somewhere hanging out with fake thugs and
fucking up his own life
But now I’m in a new level, I got

and diss you
Everyone saw me on the last album cover
Holding a pistol, something far from a
Lover, beside my brother, s-c-o-t-t
I just laugh 'cause no one

so you're out on
The Yeezus tour right now which, first
Your album is awesome the live show sold
Out at Staples on Saturday night
You got another one

popping pills)
Fuckin a bitch while watching porn
ADHD on another level
Don't say bitch in a sentence
(That's fucking impossible)
This my world, like Nas
No

1nce Again

A Tribe Called Quest

Beats, Rhymes and Life [Japan Bonus Tracks]

1996

production's tight
Sometimes I might catch a severe case of writer's block
But by the end of the day you'll be on my jock
My name's Malik my hobby's putting

Memories
They taunt me like a bird caged by scorched wings
Puzzle pieces missing
The grubby fingerprints that kissed the walls have vanished
Like

don't care bout album numbers
It's crazy looking at my life through my album covers
I used hustle till my spine crack so I define rap
Now I just kick back

payin' wages out of this money I'm stacking
Should've made a transition by now,
but I'm back in
There's no clothes in these suitcases that I've been

and the sword
Griselda Records nigga
It's the fuckin' almighty
Used to camp in the line
Now I'm getting boxes from Nike (ow)
Shoutout the Flygod's by Nike
Shout

know I could never tell
But you know I'm schooling niggas, teach you how to make a sale
Why you got your hand out when I did it by myself
Get the fuck up

on the inside
Who cares?
It's about money, status and looks
Not living life by an outdated book
Stuck in this cycle, I hate it so much
Pretending I'm good, makes

The album 'bout to drop, this whole year look like a rollout
They was actin' like they ain't know but I bet they know now (I bet they know now)

Grr, uh

Red blade with the wind, rain
Ima sensei by the pen way
Ima kick it, not Lui Kang
Like a centaur, with a feng shui
With low top and a flute playing