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worthless and doesn't
Help America one bit i will keep on
Providing you more information
About my ideology learn along the way
Make sure you're paying

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

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Any information that we receive concerning the real world is carefully controlled,
Why else would fiction have such licence?
We are allowed

check
Throw your hands up in the air, don't ever disrespect
(Woo-hah) I got you all in check

Busta Rhymes up in the place, true indeed
Yes, I catch

Woo Hah!! Got You All In Check

Rampage

The Coming

1996

check
Throw your hands up in the air, don't ever disrespect
(Woo-hah) I got you all in check

Busta Rhymes up in the place, true indeed
Yes, I catch

out people
Over night we lost our freedom
Future shock now mass policing

Miss my freedom
Travel round
Breath the air
Kiss the ground
Friends and family

9
And your headsets are in the (somebody say uu woh woh) seat pocket in front of you
We’ll give you a little more information about our service plan

grocery stores
The entire urban services economy is in crisis
Shops, bars and restaurants are driven into bankruptcy
International travel and holidays are

There's a Universal Song, it travel's through each and every key
It says we're here but not for long, then we're a fading memory
We're a fading

that got stained
And where there's will there's a way out
Funeral services getting played out
Distraction my option so I'll stay out
No food at home red

the discotheque

Woohah I got you all in check

Throw your hands up in the air

Don't ever disrespect

Woohah I got you all in check



Busta Rhymes up in the place

always has been always will be
You could travel every square inch of the planet Earth and still be
Ninety-three million miles away from the sun
Til you

know foolish roam genius travels
What a mad view I have had to come to terms with in the service of survival
I been shocked and laid awake thinking

the service
Mean they're few and far between
Catching the last train home.
And travel for the careless
Is a total lottery when you're
Catching the last train

monde tombe
Ça prie fort fort que les anges de l'ère des technologies d'l'information
Ramènent pas l'drama home
Qu'à cause d'elle, l'p'tit dernier

tentatively calling "Bad"
He waves his lighter
In the air and sways as it
Plays through for her part
Nicki has been pleading with
Him to trust her proven pop

to the verbal radiations
Saying you can defeat me is nothing but speculation
Lyrics unravel, faster than bullets travel through barrels
Niggas be digging my

You know air fare, hotel space
For that last tour nigga
Or I’ll really service your ass nigga

nowhere I don't know, no one at all
Word travels fast, information is cash
cnd nothing built half-assed ever lasts

There's people around but I only hear me

I'm keeping information operators employed
Giving people directions on how to travel the void
It's like that y'all

Hey if you need directions

Lost in Space

Kool Keith

Black Elvis/Lost in Space

1999

Shakespeare with blue chrome behind your ear 
My George Washington robe, I still travel the globe 
On Pan-Am air flights, I roll in cities after midnight

Besoin d'air pur, de s'vider par l'écriture
Besoin de repères et plus que jamais besoin d'or pur
Besoin d'évacuer mes démons
Besoin de m'entourer

their own cousins
For the purses
These urges
I never read the Bible
Or been to churches
No service
I'm surfing these crime waves
In surges
Submerged

But I think deep deep
Big crip
Smoke in the air
Colors of this reality
What a trip yeah cuz
Purple weed
Rolling all day
Barely can sleep
That's just

Can't you get to sleep?
Can't you choose between oblivion and infinity?
Take your place on the information highway
Find your space
And make some