Lyrics:
revealed that time travel-) Here is the news (the very latest)
(-the shares of RoboCo Developments are now climbing)
(-say he was a very great friend
still you failed
You thought you'd find my weak spot
But still you failed
I stay on the 64 squares, while controlling the center
Trading space from
The Pakistan Air Force Museum: This museum, which is located at the Faisal Air Base, has exhibits on the history of the Pakistan Air Force and the development
in tha stealth
Development is tha key
Hard knock life
Until they open the do'
there's a fine line
Between happiness and wantin' mo
She a fine dime
So
still you failed
You thought you'd find my weak spot
But still you failed
I stay on the 64 squares, while controlling the center
Trading space from
research center,
That not only contained four containers of frozen semen,
But also held a pair of testicles each was labeled with the name, Jack
research center,
that not only contained four containers of frozen semen,
but also held a pair of testicles each was labeled with the name, Jack Michaelson.
this is where we are
We’ve reached the end
Here, at the edge of what once was our universe
I center it all
Earth is the center and all shall revolve
As long as the mood is somehow linked to my enhanced development
I swear they'll understand!
There's a storm outside my tenement
Beats upon my windows
Yo, I surf an axiom kicked in
A center fold by ugly tenements
Oh distribute sour inhalants
Regulate lobby developments
Today summon the rug rat
a question?
Stuck in arrested development
Blue in the face
But you are now fuckin' with two of the greats
Maestro and Kang are the best team since
Obi-Wan
development built to collapse quick
arousing the relevant faith to berate this
Dousing the machine, gasoline and flame fists
I'm full blown, apocaloid perp
welted up
Face is green like a Celtic or Wimbly stadium
Center court
No back support
You just a gelatin skeleton
Lyric like a elephant tranquilizer
click ya heels
Run on back into your home base, I'm in center field
I willfully venture out of my comfort zone huh
You'll eventually figure out that I've
to the Sol of Black Folk
By our friends, Sol Development, a new cycle of hope
When it goes down, I know we gon work it out
Or find a workaround for when love
to never see you ever
But if you keep it real lets form a spiritual connection that appeals to my center
Put you picture on my dresser
Life is never
Philosophy writings that give your brain epiphanies
Understand peice by peice open your eyes so you can see
The center one has seen expand your mind like
the side of ya head
No exit wounds, riddled wit bullets, laced wit metaphors
Hollow-tipped similes... they open ya energy
Centers... they realignin ya
hell na that’s what them cowards do
Like a center in the post I’m making power moves
Girl u need a nigga dat could challenge you
I told da brawd come
that starving artist jargon
I speak from experience
I've had sleep for dinner
But now eat the center
The cake is mine
I beez the winner
Repeat offender
passing through the walls of your cranium
Crumble it down like the towers from the World Trade Center
Better call 911 the roof is on fire
I'm not
on some shit that takes more precedence
Dropping barz accumulating presidents
I swear that they ain't watching my development
But damn I went and did like
And spread to others like a fucker
And leave them dead six feet under with worms for comfort
It's like they burned rubber during development
And then you fell
of the cross has long been misused to imprint the politics of sin and shame, missing the symbolic key to the integration.
Look at the center of the cross. See
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