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seem like it do so much sharper  
now than any deed for this  
handing and tilling, this light  
stepping on stolen land. what I 
owe you? nothing, all,

on Chromatica
Like earth, wind, fire, water
It's a natural force and it's
The only way that I
Can organize this super organism
That is the Earth
It's by making it

Yea, no
Ah, that one, yea. I like it. Hello, hello, hello, hello. You sucker. Oh, E
How's it looking? It's fine. Hello. What does this thing do
Play my

you set that up (Hm well I'm I'm working on my own music)
(That's what I was telling you I don't I don't really engineer anymore, like that) Okay
(I've

That Would Be the End of That

Frank Zappa

Civilization Phaze III

What?
John: We don't even understand our own music
Spider: It doesn't, does it matter whether we understand it? At least it'll give us . . . strength

up
The lyrics hitting like a hundred rounds
I got my own sound
I'm like that's tough
When you complain about me
But what would you be talking bout

Why can't you sound like them? Why ain't u blow up yet? They got flow, they got swagger
You're just yelling on a track. Why would anyone want

grinding for a minute now it time to start something 
12 in the back you hear me coming 
I like my music loud  boy  you can't tell me nothing 
The Lord got

seemed to understand what the old man felt.

On its head there was something highly bright,
Like an intense and comforting jet of light,
Which made

just so ass, I'm sorry
You're so fucking quiet too
Marshy, Imma be honest, your music sucks
Like C'mon man, your getting destroyed by a duck
Like what

No

De La Soul

The Grind Date

2004

Take you back
In the days of all four hundred ways that people lack
It's that (what) authentic, big-nosed mic music 
Four to five survive all night

No Respect

Kool Moe Dee

How Ya Like Me Now

1987

What you want, you ain't gon' get it
What you need, you won't admit it
It really don't matter how hard you try
Cause money can't buy respect

Does he feel it deep within
Do we feel it deep within
The sense of duality
Do I feel it deep within
Now I'm feeling lower than my self esteem
My soul

your music and its lame like are you floppin' or what
I'm learning every day that's whether I'm in college or not
I'll send 'em home like Cheryl cole

called the case
I got confronted by a tough snitch
You told me do it
Don't act like you ain't told me do it
You ain't a shooter, you a shermhead
You

And roam like a cellular phone far from home
Givin' crowds what they wantin'
Official hip-hop consumption, the fifth thumpin'
Keepin' ya party jumpin'

What They Do

The Roots

Illadelph Halflife

1996

the wicked wealthy
Mentality undetectable by the naked eye
Then I get paid when the record is played
To put it short "I want it made" like Ed; 'nuff said
Then

and my knees are always shakin 
Blood sizzles up like bacon 

To much shit up in my cavity 
Eyes rollin back like I’m fucking trying to see 
What’s

squirming crash my car
I'm like hey yaw yaw gang Gang watcha Clout score
If I aint Hugh as mind what you round for
Is it safe to take these drugs right down

Yeah you look confused
Don't be surprised
Bitch I'm a star
You know how I do it
They're liking the sound of my music
Ya baby boys a shooting star
And I'm

heartbeat
That's what I gave you, played it like a barbie
And you just stood by me
Not because you love me or that you want me
It was all because I give it

the audience a
Longer show than we
Had done on past tours in that we were
Playing the "big" halls on this tour
It felt like we needed to bring along
A "big"

And fate is fair, when my heat made a sound
Now, how did I relate what's gonna fall
when my niggaz made the fuckin "Final Call"?

[??]
It ain't no sunshine,

and the music
The spot jerkin, they be gettin' low
She wanna roll, that's what I'm here fo'
I threw a grand up, and watch it come down
That ain't for you