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defense
But the jury just raged out
Calling me 'Animal' and spittin' at me
Without a doubt
So judge let me go by reason of insanity, I was out
By 4pm that
I gotta do it for Polo, I made a promise
[Transition]
Ooh, hoo, woah!
Watch out!
(Cough, cough)
(We on sum serious ishh)
You know what the FUCK we
You know what I'm sayin', but
I'ma just let this music take off
And let it speak for it'self, you know?
Be a real dog let's get it, ayy
gender
And somehow come together to find
Solutions for a broken planet
We have the resources as a
Civilization to find a utopia
But we’re led by the most
died
Getting hate when trying hard, fuck it what's the point
Some assholes are just too busy with feet or joints
Limiting my energy with those who truly
4 (What you in it 4, what you in it 4, what you in it 4)
Are you in it for the riches
Are you in it for the bitches
What you in it 4 (What you in it
any
Money to spend in the cell, but what do you want my belt for?" and he said
"Kid, we don't want any hangin's
I said, "Obie, did you think I was
This was not what I signed up for. Andy screamed at me.
What do you mean? You told me you wanted me to write Christmas music! I yelled back.
I
to the Spanish but now it is our own
We made makina better by adding a microphone
these tunes are amazing and for mcs are ideal
Makina music an mcing sounds so
to Poseidon's trident and Zeus' lightnin' strike
And my metaphors are what Thor was to the Norse viking
I'm a born titan and at-point kill 'em like
a true love
For life and all the simple things, it's been a long year
I see it all clear
We think of life in the physical, yo music is a miracle
Cause
And tonight is very special
It's the night for me and you
är det bra?
Det tycker jag vi kan ha va?
Det är lite ovanligt så där
My...
Beat, beat, beat, beat, beat, beat
My beat forever
4 Ever My....
[Delite]
4 Ever My Beat, for the record, the jam you selected
That when we
sayin' you don't wanna
Be kingpin no more?
Nah, I'm just sayin', nigga, we
Could rap, do some features, Do some shows
What kinda nigga like the police
The ghettoes are fed up, we got the arms in the air
One two, watch out for the man in blue
Three four, I keep it raw and hardcore
Five six, you're
I'm a rapper, I'm through with ya, posse (tug of war)
We're confiscating (and raiding) and still the Boys are hardocre
Rrrah
[ VERSE 4: Juke Box ]
Juke
I can't understand why people are frightened of new ideas
I'm frightened of the old ones
What is the purpose of writing music
What is the purpose
yo, Chuck, they're sayin' we too black, man
Yo, I don't understand what they're saying
But little do they know they can get a smack for that, man
a facer
I’m on vacation
Music is playing
I ain’t even plan on stayin
What is you sayin
You is a lame
All these rappers just the same
I can not tame
I’m in
Caruso comes in at 1:40 - (good in-point for actual track at around 2:40)
Note: music is “tucked under” as if we are hearing it from one side of a door
Does it gotta come down to this
In order to see things for what they are and what it is
We still might not be free up in this piece
Or treated
on Sunday, Bloody Sunday
(What about Texas?) They need to chill with the gun play
(New York city y'all) Police are at the door
the Magnum was by
through what I've been through
What'd you mean
Stay thugged out, ain't gotta G for my team
None of these guys ain't seen what I've seen
None of these guys
Why are we always
Stuck having to beg, borrow
And steal to provide for our children? Why
Do we think it's something wrong for
Waiting to have a baby?
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