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Blackalicious

Blackalicious are an American hip-hop duo from Sacramento, California, made up of rapper Gift of Gab (born Timothy Parker) and DJ/producer Chief Xcel (born Xavier Mosley). They are noted for Gift of Gab's often "tongue-twisting", multisyllabic, complex rhymes and Chief Xcel's "classic" beats. The pair have released three full-length albums (1999's Nia, 2002's Blazing Arrow and 2005's The Craft), more »

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2005

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Here we go...here we go... 

Back on the journey again, tool is the pad and pen 
Cool is the fan as the wind, soothin' you after I send 
True inter vision risen and driven while givin' you my
Isms of intuition while niggaz is livin' a LIE 
Syllables spill and I fly, high as a pittacle rhyme 
Not to belittle a fool, but try to get into you my 
Lyrics inherited form awareness somewhere in the sky 
Clearly you'll give them merit and cherish 'em better wit' time 
There is none ever and on like rivers, so clever I shine 
Verbal ambassador travel in this endeavor of mine 
Never a anti-gangster, the ghetto is still on the mind 
If I was, not rappin', a nigga might be up inside 
All of you terraces, stealin' wallets and necklaces, I 
Give hella gratefulness for the blessin' share this and fly 
Everywhere people outside the culture now try to deFINE 
What it is, but it is MINE, such it is, love with BLIND 
Vision but no division is vivid we livin' inside 
Vicious vindictive and mental prisons from within the mind 
I sit and find stillness from minutes is written the RHYME 
Gettin' you smitten wit' it, particularly if you're a prime 
Listener, listen up, twist it up like the lyrics was lime 
Vintage is instant, so give it up when you hear it recited 
Recite it at attention, relivin' tension and bendin' yo' spine 
Sendin' you signals to get yo' internal system aligned 
Lyrical pittacle, situation is critical 
Syllable after syllable, Give It To You, deliver you my - 
Intervals, sendin' you through dimensions who didn't know 
Hidden in you, within you, when you get in the begin into it 
Sentiments internets, couldn't send you yet signals you get 
Rippin' through skin and through tissue, fix you elixirs that MIGHT - 
(lift your peripheral vision, the mystical wisdom that tends 
To go into the infinite system of livin' and this is the ending 
As well as the beginning of the Gift and his prime) 
Mission the bliss is divine, Christen it, isn't it fine? 
Listen and dissin' it, that's the incident innocent 
Men and women hit, lyrics is killin' niggaz, they shivelin' 
The predicaments thick, and it spills the wig of the ignorant lyricist, puttin' fear in their spirit... 
Yo, that's my time! 

I know all you fellas have had a lady in your life that, you really appreciated 
And you wanted to do something special for her and, let her know it 
Well, I gotta lady like that, and I wrote this song to her...

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