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I'm paranoid like now sleeping
I hear a noise like crows creeping
A terror ploy just to see me on the deep end
Swimming to a dive bar trying to break

Kenny be on a dosage
Don't ask me why I be doing the most

I write and rap no more prozac
I fight for the racks and dont look back
I be protract-or angle

I'm dead wrong
Cause this new girl is just too fine to just pass by
Barely 5 foot something, hair dyed
Think her best friend is alright with me
But her

will be sacrificed 
Humanity wakes with dawn

I'll save our world
Immortal life
I'll save our world
Fight for me

I'll use your life
To use others
It's

Between collapses form burnt decay
Without a glimpse of light
I stand there firmly surrounded by hate
And lose my sense to fight
If you learned

No meaning
I begin to walk this path of retaliation
Stained red
Each step sinking
Like quicksand
This guilt consumes the light in me
We now take

Nelson looking down 
On the mass of Union flags upon the ground 

Well, they wear my flag but they don't speak for me 
I will not buy into their ideology

already high I can't fight it
(Rely)
Relying
(On)
On you to guide me like a blind man
(Blind man)
Beside you I was right there
(Victim)
Victimized
(Eyes)

of a panther, protege of buffalo soldier and Mau Mau propaganda
Diluted and diced up, I try to give you a dose, without create mass panic or depression

And try

keep me in a bind
Feels like I am out of time
The echoes of my mind
It's something I can't fight
I am running out of time
Mass hate ka dhindora peetein

ride, angels by my side, 

I found that light,  It told me someday, one day I was going to have to fight, to hold my lyrics tight till it was my time,

Bitch Smackin Killa

Project Pat

Murderers & Robbers

2000

wait until he leaves the house
Walkin' around his corner ride by and takin' him out
The box on the blocks police ride up on the scene
Witnesses saw

Character

Falling Forward

Sweet Deal: Initial/Eulogy

2000

I rage this war against myself and 
I'm not the only casualty no ones leaving this play alive 
This play of mass tranquility curtain call and then

Tenn Points

Cool Breeze

East Point's Greatest Hit

1999

Run with me, and see if I give a fuck though
Wicked when I kick it, most expected to do dope flows
Underground, treasured by the ones who listen to it

Performin for the mass like this
See the flow switch like a scratch disk
All you people like fish outta water that twitch
Nah nah bring alla that, Let me

seh who wan test they gon find me on a higher grade
And I'm always down to fight I won't deny a fade

Conscious vibes and street knowledge yes ah me dat

to contrast in a fast step
Never a last rep, my task is prep
Know the whole mass won't outlast really without my vast depth
And so we teach and preach to reach

inhibition got me noxious at times
All so defined by the abominable lies
Oh no
Oh no oh no
All I heard from places I go
Non-complacent with pace I snaked up

The quickest way to kill your future is by mourning the past
A thought I often struggle to grasp
"These are wallflower perks" she said to me, with

on mass you'd better
Watch where you lie on me or you'll fall through the cracks
I write lyrics like a child writes a Christmas wish list
But I've swapped

they would fight and try to bite 
See I was hopeless, crazy couldn't focus
Wouldn't pay any notice to the rules that they had wrote us 
Blinded by many

through medication
As the media keep telling me the world is changing
All the mass murder looking like Gaza strip
Might as well end this fore I'm in

by breathing hope or fear. 
Life through the waste of time. 
Be yourself or fall. 
Fight. Multiply the fears 
and space be frozen up.

it may face 
If you're not falling in line by following the design 
Then they might eliminate your kind 
Fight for your mind like it's more than a pink