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to new heights By a brown man Incandescent light Was invented to give sight By the white man We pledge allegiance All our lives To the magic
as art, some could see hoes to be women But I'm the greediest shark amongst the ocean of killers I put you six feet deep, I'm bein' socially distant Nina
the few The freshman of the brand new revolution to unite The adolescent types that think with their own minds The phobics of art and culture Will fall
J.U.S.T.I.C.E League Oh, glidin' through the city to my place (my place) It feels like we're floatin' up in outer space (and you can still) Oh,
that I'm in league With Britain in some vast international intrigue Trick, please! You wouldn't know what I'm doin' You're always goin' berserk But
Join the league Join the league and fight Earn your bragging rights Set the world alight For the big brave hearts For all martial arts For a brand new
shit soft call it diarrhea, this is real art in the galleria, let me have more dough than a pizzeria I'm in the front of the line, like where do I sign,
and lo-fi art I'll fix my fists to fix that smile Come close and swear to love me They'll go mad at Ivy League The Good Ol' Boys are on their feet Even
humanity as some screwball work of art We've gotta pick our shades and choose our pigments That's bulletin Britain rallying round its colour chart We've
we s'posed to make money of this shit? You wanna be a MC? What the fuck you think, it's 1993? Welcome to the big league, this a young man's sport
now gonna make you doubt your art. Constantly moving forwards to try and keep up with the race The odds aren't in your favour, gotta fight to keep your
And their haunted in place They got the trauma in bones Asleep on the floor you hear the pain in the moans So poor Then britain opened doors They wanna help
Tell them stop playing Tell them start praying New Picasso check my new paint Yea am talking art but your too faint (You ain't about that life nigga)
Botox, boob-job Thousand dollar shoes Handlers, stalkers Paparazzi news Congratulations You've made the big league now Congratulations You're
yeah, brand new lenin hello, my name is lenin i live in a mausoleum i have a dog, i have a cat i have a fucking parrot i love to play the music
for travelling Britain's A new strain mutated in the garden of England And it's set to sweep the world The dust in the wind Money in the bank the green
good group from 1962 to 1978. I'm losing my edge. To all the kids in Tokyo and Berlin. I'm losing my edge to the art-school Brooklynites in
summer When it was time for him to leave He had offers from several colleges All of them ivy league And at college in all his studies He always
good group from 1962 to 1978. I'm losing my edge. To all the kids in Tokyo and Berlin. I'm losing my edge to the art-school Brooklynites in
good group from 1962 to 1978. I'm losing my edge. To all the kids in Tokyo and Berlin. I'm losing my edge to the art-school Brooklynites in
where I'm supposed to be Some rappers chewed up by the game wouldn't let it pimp me Staying true is a art most could never ever paint Find your passion
Delhi ke ladke ab bajte hai lead me Naye khilade hum rap ki league Grill kare har waqt har Dum bheed me New time leke aye naye wale scene me Delhi
Yep Steps up to the plate Little brother, little league Eighty-seven he was eight Rookie season for the skinny slugger Newly out of t-ball Pit
Hey Siri Everything's Weird This apocalyptic Bingo Has me running out of chips All Kizzy since WMD's And I feel the decline Brand new summer Looks
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