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part of the Ural Mountains. It's crossed by 9 northern
Parallels. Ten fair-sized European states could be placed on its
Territory. Besides indigenous
and strong
Everyday of my life I will lift up Your name
Make the people know say you're the Don
You created Africa
Europe and America
Asia and Australia are
of my story
Hiking the mountains forget all my worries
Touching the clouds man the air was so fresh
Then sat by the campfire till it's time to rest
My
About to be forty-six years old, dog
Talkin' 'bout "I'ma call up Trick Trick"
Man, you sound like a bitch, bitch
Man up and handle your shit (ugh)
Mad
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Shadow puppets
The old man nearly died
They dance in the light from his hand
He remembers when fate was more kind
And cool summer rain soaked
stance, where I can get up, and do my dance, I'm just a
I'm just a man, befuddled by the pieces of the puzzle, trying to release from my struggle
And find
never played fair, yeah
Far from classy, walk real nasty
Talk real sassy, why you frontin'? Come smash me
I can't do it baby-girl, your man might
Take fucking 86
Man, I just barely put my
I was gonna give you guys a dialogue about this whole project
I put my heart and soul into this speech
as such as yourself
'Cause I'm a busy man I don't see too much for myself
And sometimes it be hard to get in touch with myself
But I, make the time when
Gem Alexander/
And my man Mark Downie, yeah he mixed and mastered/
Scratches by Dystrakted and me, can't forget TMB/
Homie this is one big family/
York my third eye glides with the view like a hawk
Defined my mind is automatic rhymes are tragic
Fount in the attic lost you in Asia Minor
and I'm bumpin' that "My Way"
By Sinatra, so high, so high, oh my, God damn
Now I'm a grown man, oh man
With the fuckin' habits of a the plan
I know,
to see me by myself
But I get to the show and rhyme over myself
A couple dudes get to rappin' too
And they're sayin' my words, just displaying
Yo, I've been sat back, relaxed with rap, I almost let the passion pass
Procrastinating rapping Have them asking where the album at
So fuck it, y'all
Yo, I've been sat back, relaxed with rap, I almost let the passion pass
Procrastinating rapping Have them asking where the album at
So fuck it, y'all
your title is seven
Takin' out your four man crew makes eleven
By the twelfth well I'll go for self
Rockin' New York like no one else
You can
to Labroke Grove
Manchester do it sick like whoa
and we deh ya wid mi gin inna hand
we gun inna hand
full clip we ready fi done inna man
fi dun inna man
dem
I cant let em catch me lackin
Architect no rapper this is more than an album
I was born by the river
By the river
In a little tent
Oh and like
feeling like lil huddy
Maybe a bit more like kudi
But now my shoes getting muddy
Man that's fuckin unlucky
Yeah yo dick lookin stubby
We Better then daily
work ethic is absurd, man
Oh yeah, is it? Really? If I was so determined
Then I'd still know how to speak a single word of German
And the album would've
the blessed mic christ
Just a man but a spirit nonetheless
Who leaves behind a catalog and finally can come to rest
He's survived by a tribe
that extends
'bout my life and shit
I thought the album was finished but I keep writing shit
It's kind of funny how life changed and rearranged
No matter what
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