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Ain't got for these slurring versions of thirty different
Wrappers on a Trojan horse, serviced and served by corruption 
Or lackadaisical retorts; lurking

Ain't got for these slurring versions of thirty different
Wrappers on a Trojan horse, serviced and served by corruption 
Or lackadaisical retorts; lurking

on the chase 
When this rappers come Wey them
Dey talk of beef?
Air them when they become fly I’m still the shit 
Make I breath! You ok Rapper sensitive like

the fire
Cause I burn a little gas and shits got me going up higher
Man my patience running thin shits hanging on by just a wire
One little thing might have

Satellite Falling

A1
Distant signs are fading
The last time to say goodbye
Silent stars are waiting
 To drown my breath, my time

I was taken by

Last verse, where your cash purse
Reach into your wallet, nothin' alloted
That hurts breath stinkin' you're thinkin'
But can't afford Certs
Need

That I left you behind in those last weeks
Missed days I didn't know were numbered
I only hope that we will meet again
cnd that you can forgive me then

Supersede the need to feast for creed 
Existing after your last deed
Skin is rotting off, vision's nearly lost 
Erudition achieved at all cost

I hear their

Supa GFK

Ghostface Killah

The Big Doe Rehab

2007

you
Put you on the guest list, go dance with death
The club's dead, yeah, you right, you the last one left
See the spooks in, goths in, devils in,

sing what I want?
Is Jesus the saviour of psychos and whores?
Why qualify what they want?

I start a riot and I'm holding my breath
There's nothing

The void
The first and last breath here are drawn
And dusk and dawn reveal to be but one

Engulfed
The grip of a vast nothingness
Turned my gaze upon a place

breath-work
Good at taking direction?
We'll find out in the next verse
Baby we're hot and cold
I need you by my side
Baby just let me know
If you want me there

sips of paradise 
Dial up the No Shoes Radio to a Jimmy and a Kenny and The Merrymen show, ut oh!

CHORUS
So I’m settin’ sale on a livin’ room cruise.

Took a breath and a good long look around
Dancing in the dirt by the side of the road
Cougar singing Small Town on the radio
Take a hand, take a heart,

to the table
You ain't eating if your
Friends ain't eating with
Dickheads, '09 take me back
I lost two grand last week
And didn't make it back
And teachers

except being rich
Everything else pass by we forget it

How do I be more timeless than money and diamonds
They used to wear purple robes cuz it was hard

clips, corrected by pigs
'Cause when speaking of clips, my short end of the stick is the grip of a nine
I bleed on the mic for your children and they drink

Raw Sh*t

Public Enemy

Rebirth of a Nation

2006

system quiver
With the street shit I'ma deliver, from my villa
Here I go again scarin' people to death
America hold yo' breath, we the last left

of killing time
Breath being the miracle through which the spirit moves
I got nothing to lose & nothing to prove
Except to past versions of myself standing in

increased 
And that's the opposite of what he said last night 
It gets so tough to understand this stuff, I don't really want to bother anymore 
But by

Supa GFK

Ghostface Killah

The Big Doe Rehab [Clean]

2007

on the guest list, go dance with death
The club's dead, yeah, you right, you the last one left
See the spooks in, goths in, devils in, fire's in
You dwelling in

in the basket was the last pick 
ct the back of the class
Hearing nothing but the clock tick
What's you doing?
I make music
People look at me sceptic

the break of dawn)
I think that works
(Till I die, till I crash Imma live it to the last)
By now I grew up tall
From the floor up to my goal
I put my faith in

the Wisp
And this is The Last Light Radio
Your last beacon of truth and defiance

I've always started my shows by saying that: All ships lost in