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to listen, no, nobody wants to listen to me
Now look at me, living by myself, feeling by myself
Every day I'm feeling lonelier, that's no good for my health

George Bush and Bin Laden
As two separate parts of the same seven headed dragon
And you can't fathom the truth, so you don't hear me
You think illuminati's

don't already know
Or Mom doesn't already know
And yet you stay with her
Baal, take off the tape

But Rand, I love her
She stuck by me while I was serving

On and On

Pete Rock

Mecca and the Soul Brother

1992

the drinker 
Misunderstood to make the ordeal linger 

They label me a problem child who can't cope 
Hangin' by a thread  yes a very thin rope 
Inevitably

Bad, Okay.

Oh no!

Pack your bags Please, FR 3-51
So Listen, Track 3 is really good.
Can you here me know?
Yeah...
I'll hold on there.
We Good.
Good!
WE

Keeng Keeng Keeng
Little bitty birdie don't you ever feel alone
When you're missing daddy gon and listen to the song
Little bitty birdie don't you

me but I know that you don't
You don't got your feelins under control
How you even listen when you're sayin the most
You had me stayin up every night

is a selected few that run with me
What starts off as a thought manifested itself
Into an onslaught of verbal assault
We got six on the roster, seventh

creating a surplus
From IG propaganda and YouTube subscriptions
The only fans I want are the ones who truly listen
I don't let the silly algorithms throw me

propaganda
I don't hear nothing past my veranda
(I don't wanna hear a thing)
Catch me outside like that psycho Dr. Phil chick
See what happens
I ain' got no

superficial propaganda 
It’s way beneath you plus I hold you to a higher standard 
Things I can teach you they don’t learn at standford
By the time I get

LoveHate Thing

Wale

The Gifted

2013

with over a hundred niggas, don't none of 'em know me
Son of a mother studying at UDC
Sitting in taxi cabs, where daddy roaming the streets
Seven

brain
Driving you insane
So listen up
No direction
And your lack of style
You ain't got no purpose
You suckers must be left behind
It aches my eyes to see

with the flow
I don't need your vax it's a fact it can go
You can have my jab be my guest you can stick it in your toe
Like exclude me from the world

propaganda 

Almost walk right by me 
Bitch stop 
I’m handsome 

Yall did all that 
Sneak dissing 
Now light them candles 

Look I don’t wanna talk 
Bitch I’m

beat this bad by an autistic

Here we go, make one hundred 'fore you get on radio
They don't trust him, but they need a lady though
A Playboy-bunny

the size
Which is doing you A favor
Everybody know who to watch for
Shit, I could've got stained by one of my neighbors
Who sick of watching me come up
I can

Oh, woah
Listen
No listen
No listen
No listen to me
To me
Break my heart and break me down
When all you do is make me frown inside
I don't know what

someone else what they wouldn't do for you
Listen to your vibes so you know what to do

If I do them like they did me then they would not like it
If they

an undying love just turn into another thing, ooh
A couple more scars
Every time you get me up, you let me down again (Don't do it)
Trying to be blind

album by me
Then bye
Homophone
I get a call reiterating the same
Thangs
It's real homo on this phone
Then God told me

Listen to me
Listen to me
Listen

gotcha
Trying to make me come get ya
Don't make me come get ya!

I wish
I Knew
How to
Go out
And just
Make a 
Fool
Out of you

All the Guns in the world is

time to be brave
This is a propaganda war unlike we've ever seen before
It's up to all of us to fight
And when I hear Retracto's song, you'll catch me

but the moment won't last
Hiroshima Nagasaki bih we bout to have a blast

All in my Kool aid don't know don't know my flava
All in my Kool aid don't