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because you got no mansion
No life
Nor no peace

Me too
I am very social
But
I live in solitary 
Set apart
Not avoiding other people but don't want to have

because you got no mansion
No life
Nor no peace

Me too
I am very social
But
I live in solitary 
Set apart
Not avoiding other people but don't want to have

(There's no surprise no no)
"What you doin?"
"How you feel?"
"Where you at?" (Han han han han)
I don't give a fuck no more
Late night party in the mansion

and thousands of very good MC's
A poet will flow like the breeze
Like the wind, air is all around us
From what I hear, it's a good thing you found us
And in

why
It's not necessarily because you're lazy
But because of what's engraved in your brains by those crazy
Commercials and advertisements from

Everbody on the streets
This a little thesis coming from me
When I throw up baguettes, sitting at the bar
Or smoking a little red life in my car
I

Give the Love Around

The Script

#3

2012

trouble with the law
Standing in the cuffs that the father once wore
Now it seems that every brand new generation
Have all been growing up with cracks in

in tune to the environment
Evils they see speak generations of silence
Evils they make me a seeker of violence
Okay I'm back in they see me better

They burned all the books and gave religion to the Pagans
And lied to us daily for 1000 generations
Look me in my eyes and tell me something that I never

pray and make my restitution
I be thou most blessed of my generation
I got a hundred thousand dollar bill and it aint easy
Heard my music haters robbed

What You Need Is Jesus

Public Enemy

He Got Game [Clean]

1998

juvenile
Thin line between getting Bucks and gettin' wild
Brooklyn style, hundred thousand miles
Parquet tiles, leavin' ankles broke in a pile
Son got

What You Need Is Jesus

Public Enemy

He Got Game

1998

juvenile
Thin line between getting Bucks and gettin' wild
Brooklyn style, hundred thousand miles
Parquet tiles, leavin' ankles broke in a pile
Son got

state tah state we in yo city
AB4 ever we turnin up off da remy 

Uh
Yea

Dis choppa make a nigga dance 
40 thousand in my hand 
40 thousand in my pants

a big mansion sittin' by an island
My lil' niggas under twenty-one
And they retired (yeah)
Pull up on the 6, I see Vezz, I see Webb
I see Benz, I see

I'll never leave you, never forsake you
Yesterday and today I am the same
I Show my mercy to generations
To the thousands who call on my Name

How

grew back. Now they selling man weaves to hide under your durag. My beard ain't connecting, buy new facial hair too match. In a generation where, fakers

your money though it's raining in
You want a mansion by the lakeside
Even though you hate to swim

Meet me at the...
Meet me at the...
Meet me at the...

killing my high
My generation's too young to liberate
But understand enough to shiver by the state of your shit
So try to share the guilt or try to point

Scam

Jamiroquai

The Return of the Space Cowboy

1994

to fall is mine
See a brand new generation in demanding
What you've been doing without money all this time

Scam
People try living life at speed

mansion)
Threw a private party all by myself
Just me and dancers (All by myself)
Five thousand on the floor, yeah
They sweeping it (yeah, they sweeping)
AND1

This the life that we live
We gotta grow up in pain
That's why we smoke a little medical
Get a bit off schedule
Then ten years fly by
Then it smack you

To Live; Thousand Ones To Die
Life Is Like The Winter; Death Is Like The Fall..
Breeding Of Next Terminator Believers Generation..;
By The Thorn Within

Ouh 

Thousands of souls 
Screaming in agony
The world is burning down
As an result of greed 

There is nothing to stop it
No seem could end this

majesty
They incorrectly and fervently
Use the mind given to them by God
To construct a construct
That God should then fit, in, to
Do you see the irony?
Do