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fleece
I'm ok in war
If I gotta drop a bomb and shake a fort, ima complicate the course
See I gotta save the source
But if they question me bout' my play

the witch
Doctor tries to convince us that we
Have to ask God for help
To spell out to him what
We need, even to bribe him with prayer
Or cash on the line

Family Business

Fugees

The Score

1996

fryin'
The family's behind you if you're worthy
Philosophies developed deep in the back streets of dirty Jersey
Troops with scully hats and Timberland

pulling up wit the Glock stock
Everybody around they taking off 
Pourin act in my cup I developed Cough Drop
No sources of oxygen for the law
Niggas they

Or be developed
I cannot sell it
You gotta just know it yourself
To find it yourself
cnd I can go and express myself through this music
cnd hope that you

of a doubt
Cold water to the face
Two objects occupy the same space
A bug in the source code
Why speak what's already known
On my first date with molly
We rode

source code
Does it make it any less
Any less painful?

Change your scene
Change your pace
Saving face
Together

If heaven is
Another day
Can't make me

it get like that, it been like that

I'm on a Texas route for some Texas cash
I found a Texas source with a Texas bag
You know everything bigger in

skills are developed from fuckin with dungeons and dragons

and ya'll so emberassing
and ya'll should be panicking
boy is a savage, now what can I manage

Watch me twist unfold
Now my life is told
To me through my code
Line by line today

I dream of being a Rockstar on my guitar

It never fails a micron

up got him speakin in morse code
Tongue burnt like we riding in a porsche, like the Cayenne, first word: torch
Question feelings, back to the source

Machine
For tension form velocity
I become your god of entropy
Source engine code anomaly I
control your frequency
In the stomach in the iron bull You
exist

divorce straight from the source
We got the code like it’s Morse
Boy you a dork sitcho wit force
I will not mission abort

We can get busy i feel like

Straight in the gate Imma let you know Foreign Made It, I'm just here to put some lines on it...

Thinkin what's most important, reup or pair

Street Smarts

Louis Logic

Sin-A-Matic

hardened criminals know the average Joe's miserable woe
Though they both live by different codes
Niggas don't know how I developed such a difficult flow

I'm breeding my own clones, all of the sources are all gold
Next thing my script is all soul, next thing I speak in Moss codes
I'm taking this dope

imposing a line

Heavy dark curtains suddenly open, revealing a bright light, a singular star
Decoding the life code, a constant ratio, discovering God is

I’ve crossed fine lines
Not knowin’ where they are, it’s really hard to find
If I had experience then I would know so much
But I don’t, I was protected

My devils inside developed levels of pride
Experimental like lentil in rented tents in the sky
Potential vibe bout which rental to buy
Or whether

i double
On the throne when it come to this rappin shit
everybody round me trash and they average
Ya homie on the line givin up yo address
Heavy

line
Then take some pride in Knowing you Developed skills For life wow
There's no way you're giving Up or giving In you know it
You can feel how you feel

rounds
I'm the ghost in the machine, where the lost becomes the found

They call me the Code Bandit
In whispers low and faint
I'm stealin' lines of wisdom

A process
Unending
Embracing
All living
Replication of the source code
Contamination
Adapting to survive
Sequential information duplicated
Mutated blueprint

line

Runes and codes for my skin
Ink medicine intention sinking in
Rebirthing cycles on the earth
Odin and Freya present with us
Water of life message