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All I say is fuel with a fact in it (fact in it)
The world is ruled by a deck of freaks (deck of freaks)
Never ever screw coz they can't find a clit

the lives from guns and knives and rich people lies
But south parks Ninja Club blew up, all gods gaffs and rainbow pubs
Extinguishing delinquency rack up

When You Go Madd

Bad Acid Trip

Lynch the Weirdo

the brain of mr. clown
Lock me up because I'm ill
Keep me that way cause it pays the bills
A burden to all I live in shame
Left to rot by the very same game
I

it seems
Get it how you live and album sales wouldn't matter
Still running through you niggas like a mother fucking bada

I was conceived under

initially
Officially love and lust
Accompanied by misery
So obsessed with company
Watchin' how you move, how you walk
Where your compass be
Even when you move

and sign checks
I swear to god am surrounded by people that are blessed
Who use to have the same issues me but we never confessed
Look, the high school days

your dome piece
Shot to the forehead, give you a third eye
Make your kids cry, baby mama asking why?
All bow down to the God of Fly

Grr, ayo
Boom

Brand New Day

Jon English

The Great Jon English

2008

Last night I had a dream that the world was changin' by leaps and bou-ounds
It started up from the big old cities and it spread to the smaller towns

to drown in the juice
Filling up my cups with the crown and the goose
Constantly angry I would just frown and abuse
Mad at the world a king whose crown had

to drown in the juice
Filling up my cups with the crown and the goose
Constantly angry I would just frown and abuse
Mad at the world a king whose crown had

Artist: Sycosis
Album: Find Me When You Wake Up
Song: Sittin Pretty
Written By: Erik Roberts, Kode Knazze
Produced by: Kace The Producer
Recorded:

Dear Slim

KJ-52

Collaborations

2002

and plus your kid
It's hard to live in a world as crazy as this one is
And even though now it really might sound redundant
God's got mad love for you up

sayin is don't die for no sneakers
That's from remakin album covers w/ no Jesus!

Ya give em Truth but they rather live a lie;
Got me feelin like why

John Wick
Album on the way
Had to take my time
Cook it right
Cav the flick of the wrist
Don't stare too long
Might take your eye sight
You go blind

machines can continually devour
Forget all you know and all you aspire
For your soul is appraised
At a reduced price

Drive through the sprawl
Drink café au

I've come to where you live
Dabbled in your party life
Served my time inside the snow drift
High above the tree line

And now we meet in small cafes

In the alleys where shadows dance
Ella's café cuts through the trance
Coffee brews steam rises high
Her grin a beacon in the night

Jacks lost in his

lonely
I'm afraid of going by the cafe
Might see you again like I did the other day
Saw you before you saw me , run away
Crazy that used to be our place

Listening

J-Live

The Hear After

2005

through

J-Live

I been
Listenin' to records I've collected
Records I've selected
And inspected
Dissected on examination tables
'Til my technique was

and tore down the Berlin wall
Only to build up a new and improved around our crumblin' fort (Europa)
This one was a bit tricky, not visible to the naked eye

Good Behavior

Plumb

Chaotic Resolve [Advance]

2006

I was frozen in a fragile world
Of make believe and empty lies
Twisting the rules
Of a virtuous game

And captured by the thought of fear

leave a eye witness
Barry White triplets, I'm grabbin em
Plus the Eddie Floyd Stax album in
The back by the bathroom
Knowin all this shit no one knows
Way

East Side Story

Buddha Monk

Prophecy

1998

and leave ya with the lies

[manly musa of zu ninjaz]
Yo, my fam's royal, hot like rotten camels in the desert
Drinkin rum, by these naked bitches rubbin me

mind is so naked, he can't even fake it, he wants to live and not survive
He said he wants to ease all of the pain that's in his eyes
He said he's tired