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Yo, this is to the entire critical mass, my nigga Ty Shawn (?), Jah Born and
Big 2.
This how we do, check it out:

Yeah
Day light disappears from

Moon in Cancer

UTD

Urban Thermo-Dynamics

1999

Yo
This is to the entire Critical Mass
My nigga Tashawn, Jah Born, Big Tu
This how we do
Check it out
Yeah

[ Mos Def ]
Daylight disappears from

sous critical c'est normal
J'roule un joint de weed
J'me sens die
On fait l'tour de la ville sous critical c'est normal
J'roule un joint de weed
J'me

Echo

Nas

POISON

2018

from above
And some people don't even really know what they doin', Goddamn
I mean, can you feel this, can you feel the vibe
Can you feel the zone

changed)
Flexing in the leather, like this shit ain't tight
Flexing in her pussy when i hit all night
Venom in my veins by observatory
Smoking on a pack

Super effective flow, my hit points are critical
Keep your shit to a minimal, spit somethin' original
Unlike the generic scrub that loves to drop

its on  then its on then its then Its on like that
In my zone it be on it be on like That
Midwest is the home it be on like That
We be on it be on it b

(headphones)
Invent your own thing, in that sunken place
Ponyo, Ponyo, they gon' love that taste
I'm in the zone, we gon' blow (rada rada)
Limited or not, light

something that I cannot feel in Soul
I been running for miles thinks it's Time for a nigga to finally get in The Zone
Finally get in the zone
Uh oh uh oh
From

railway zone
One way or another it's a critical blow
Don't cross the tracks
Don't cross the tracks
You fight the law they're gonna push you back
Don't cross

Yeah star
Yeah star critical flow
Yeah star critical flow
Yeah star critical flow
Yeah star critical flow

Yeah please take it out your name
My nigga

to boast to Dey call my own
And nobody Dey ask how I be
Na why me I be dey like to dey dey my zone
Situation is critical … I no dey fit sit down oh
O ni mo

Nappy Heads [Remix]

Fugees

Bootleg Versions

1996

Hospital
Condition critical, spirit over who's the physical
So if I die, catch me at the funeral
I'll fly away, oh glory
With a mic in my hand to a land

Nappy Heads [Remix]

Fugees

Blunted on Reality

1994

Hospital
Condition critical, spirit over who's the physical
So if I die, catch me at the funeral
I'll fly away, oh glory
With a mic in my hand to a land

Y'all Don't Know Us

2Pac

Still I Rise

1999

me grab it
I was born inside a love zone
With a glock-nine young marriage
It's critical

Then one of them sat down living so 
Mystikal

Y'all Don't Know Us

2Pac

Still I Rise [Clean]

1999

It's hazard, it's you don't want yo life 

Well give me grab it
I was born inside a love zone
With a glock-nine young marriage
It's critical

Then

a aftermath tantrum
Oh my god , interrupted by this hunny, and looking pretty good at that,
She had a letter for
Cap , it said ma critical' was chillin' in

take you to the miracle
Zone, forget the cynical, going for that pinnacle
Heading for the spot reserved for B-rad to the Ti-b-balls
Scribble simple

We go 50 50 

Anchor leg on the 4 by 4   
Must I still remind yaw of my legend when I tote this hoe 
Right now self reminding is critical 
Cuz whose

I keep it cranked up
In the honky tonk zone
From the old school to the new boys
Turn that bar stool, longneck noise
All the way up, lock it

Orkin Man I order pest control
Im a stack these blue ones have some self control
Tricking with it have some self control
Self control it is so critical

Whoa
Yeah
Whoa
Yeah
Yeah
Whoakay Yeah
The lessons were critical (Yeah)
Even though that the damage was minimal (Whoa)
But now I'm a criminal (Yeah)

Yea yea yea welcome to my zone
If you are on your phone then silent your ringtone
People can be nice once their in paradise
Sacrifice the price
I

slow
Don't worry (Don't)
We'll soon be in the end zone (Uh)
We'll be in the end zone
Watching our friends grow
Be a house hold name like Nintendo
We'll