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fuckin with
E and the off-white
Go fly a kite
With key tied tight
Or go huff and puff
With 3 blind mice
It don't matter I'm living my best life
Fuck what

scriptures then wet it with
Unleaded shine a light on ya blind mice
Tryna knock this slamuknockneed bitch
Please I'm droppin fleets from the top
The rocket man

So I just call them mice
Ashamed of my city they’re locking kids up with no trial, they ain’t even commit a crime
They was just ducking the violence

never be the same, motherfucker
I'ma knock you in the noggin', make you lame motherfucker
On your mama you a shame, motherfucker
No one will call you by

bulwark—superstitious dread,
For its Marshall—blackest agony.

Who looks on it with a healthy eye,
Shall turn back, struck deathly pale and dumb;
Clutched by blind

funny accents
And was willing to
Make herself beautiful, then
Grotesque, then absurd, then
Back again and here she is now, demure
By comparison, just

to sever rappers

This is the aftermath of a nuclear blast
Man made machines versus human beings
I predict it coming
A World War 3, Iran, Pakistan
And look

the sky in a black Suburban
We on the late night streetsweep
Hit at least three
The price you pay and it ain't cheap
Make his frame leak when we speak
Our

the sky in a black Suburban
We on the late night streetsweep
Hit at least three
The price you pay and it ain't cheap
Make his frame leak when we speak
Our

And the Sergeant Major said to me “Well, go up and there and get a room for us.” So I went upstairs and there were three or four rooms. There was a passageway down

blood
Agony, and promises of peace

I can hear the sound of birds, they sing
Silenced by stirred wood and ruffled leaves
Terrific beautiful melodies
I

the crackpot
Cause they snitchin' cuhh
3 Blind mice: That could really save the mission cuhh
Never in the middle of
Nonsense that I see around
He ain't complete

I beat around
Funk me downtown!

Hurts inside, but not this time poses
All the things that are on my mind
Vanish as I tcuch myself waves
Call out loud

sometimes I gotta turn a blind eye and try focus on your vision
You could get a Forbes listing
But don't bite the forbidden
It's me myself and I
In addition

Fuck da World

Natas

Doubelievengod

1995

I'm speakin my mind
They trip, angel dust make me bust shots
Three little pigs, blind mice why I hate cops
Head ache, migrane bring the pain on
With my

wolves' clothing but it's drill out here
Plus lyrical murder we killing these mics when it comes to this cheese ya'll blind like three mice
Verbal

down the line 
I’m crossing 1 2 3 how many lines 
Sorry got a call I’m crossing countainants at a time
Doing me just fine 
Cause you know how it do it

to you

I came by
To bail you out
As soon as I go the call
Thought twice
But you needed me more than you needed anyone at all
Beautiful disaster
Beautiful

shoot, shoot
Said, I made a choice
To aim for the moon
And shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Breaking the bank and her back
She call me Bane when I'm wearing

on hun, and call me Orlow

Wait, beautiful girl
The mornings not over
Horizons forever
Don't you worry
Wait, beautiful girl
The mornings not over
Horizons

a giver and people wonder why I'm so nice
I kill my liver with these drugs but I like to roll the dice
With my life and my love
My squad some blind mice

Yall need a team
This is all me
All me
All me
I'm just one person 
Doing for three
For three
For three
Producing every kick snare 
And hi hat

days and thankful nights!
Didn't really take that long in hindsight
Cuz I didn't follow the three blind mice!
I stuck to my freedom and that's my

The Last Call
Thre3dee
Yeah hmmm
Last call Dammnn
Hmmmm
Last call
Last call Damnn
Not how I planned it
Phone I slammed it
Lost my only connection
Its