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And all those angles don't compare up close, no

No strings attached baby
No strings attached baby
I could treat you like a lady
I could fuck you

the seeds of confusion

 String them up! String them up!
(It's the only way!)
String them up! String them up!
(Time to make them pay!)
String them up! String

Freedom of Speech

Immortal Technique

Revolutionary, Vol. 2

2003

Freedom of speech, motherfucker
Okay, something for the kids (hahaha)

(Pinocchio)
I got no strings to hold be down
To make me fret or make me

vestiges of me inside this frail
Oh, nothing can compare

Cloudless charm
Got a puppet on a satellite string
Mocking jars from the inside
Only shows in

Don't compare bro!
Watch me swerve oh!

Dont compare bro!
Watch me swerve oh!

I don’t play with dissonance
In incidence 
Y’all afraid of innocence

Nobody got the smile like you do
That body like you do
Them tattoos like you do
Nobody can compare
Got the smile like you do
That body like you do

probably ain't my thing
Wreck these beats in my sleep, homie, this routine
Switch it up and reverse it, getting fancy with the words like cursive
Let me

me
Stole my mind and found my dreams
Baby, if only you could see heart strings
Heart strings heart strings, heart strings
Best thing for me
Open

(00:14)
I've got no strings
Can’t hold me down
You make me mad
I’ll put you down
Once I had strings
But now I'm free
No Puppet strings for me

We’ve

the devil distract you
Just let the Word of God attract you
Word of God
Nobody compares to my God
Nobody compares to
Nobody compares to my God
Nobody compares

a string to you
Nothing compares with you
Your beauty's unfair too much

Be silence
Her speech is rule number one
Her mind is pure as the diven snow
Her mood

Jordan 1s, ugh!

Ayo, they think this shit a game, nigga (this shit a game, nigga)
Ayo, they think this shit a game (this shit a game, oh word?)
Ayo,

She glides and she soars
Her voice sweeps and dives
And nobody's listening
But she feels alive

And no-one can touch her
And no-one compares
And she's

You Are My Song

Fred Hammond

Pages of Life: Chapters 1 & 2

1998

with your word and you are yeah yeah yeah)
You are my melody forever (thats why I sing oh let me tell you)

Lord no other song
No other song compares

Traded love for a big crowd
Looking back though, I 'prolly ain't miss out
You had me tied up by your strings, the way you'd guide my wrists, ow!
Now

arms

So baby come inside
Let's leave this all behind and live our lives
With no more holding back
I'll give you all my love no strings attached

People

I can feel em pulling me up - with no string
Strapped in, with rocket launchers on foot
One king within got an abundance of good
Wanting,  one thing

if them bands ain't
Straight when that time end
In other words you pull them
Strings it get violent
(violence) That's only round one it's
Getting hot

a game (this shit a game, oh word?)
Ayo, they think this shit a game
Until I pull up, let it ring, nigga (let it ring, nigga)
Until I pull up, let it

write my own words)

Nothing compares
No nothing compares at all
(But then again I guess I'll never learn)
And by the clothes you wear

I can see you've

to preach to ya either, 

I'm just trying to sing to ya too, you know string a few words together

Hey kids...

Lets get it on,

Lets get it on

smile in grace, you take me there like Mase
And what ya wanna do feels so good, now hear SB Play

Flicking on ya like a bass string Baby
I'm about to lose

Bang

Eminem

Bang

1s, uh

Ayo, they think this shit a game, nigga (this shit a game, nigga)
Ayo, they think this shit a game (this shit a game) (oh word?)
Ayo, they

Why am I so scared to be what you compare to me
It's all I know
It's all I know
Why am I so scared to be what you compare to me
It's all I know
It's