Lyrics:
the spectacle, the grand social circus.
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Up against the rows of grey robots who control our lives
The things we have to offer sometimes seem so frail.
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Uh, yeah
Uh
Good mornin' ladies and gentlemen ("What hotel number is she in?")
Boys and motherfuckin' girls
first a message from our sponsors)
Uh, yeah
Uh
Good mornin', ladies and gentlemen
(What hotel number is she in?)
Boys and motherfuckin' girls
(319, 319,
[But first a message from our sponsors]
Uh, yeah
Uh
Good mornin' ladies and gentlemen ("What hotel number is she in?")
Boys and motherfuckin' girls
me with a rejection fight
Puppet master had his fun
He won't stop until he's done
Uses you until he's gone
Wanted to be his number one
Puppet master
Both fucked the same bitch, just not the same night
You just took her phone number
I just took her home with a-
'Nother bitch, menage
Boomerang,
that R Numbers Up
Lets rock and roll I don't trust theses hoes I don't get involved
How can you say that you ride out and you aint got clutch control
As the world burns down
Yeah
I'll be your number one fan
Hail to the master's plan
I'll be your number one fan
One by one we all line up
Like such needy
man is gettin' it
Rule number two control your emotions
Never let a sucker provoke ya stay focused
Anger and depression gon' have you stressin'
But it's
And they say ya gotta look out for number one
Jesus is still in control of my life
He's the Master and second to none
One day the Lord will break open
wanted
Instead it couldn't I'm dealing with animosity
Skew in a slumber the monsters grew in the numbers
But now I boo and they shuddering at the thought
there was a strange increase to the number of people that were accused to mysterious cases. No one ever seems to care why, because even if they were found
government official
Wall street war, on high finance
A war on people who just love to dance
A war on music, a war on speech
A war on teachers
somewhere in time
From your body pierced blood flows
I'm a master of eating
I will taste you
I'm gaining power
I will eat you
I will bring you flowers
I will
of the day
Because we don't play
Chorus: KRS One
It takes 7 Dee Jays to control a sound
It takes one soundsystem playin music loud
It takes 7 Dee
In the place to be, I will MC
The Master of the Ceremony cause it's easy to D
Control of the mic, is so devastating
That all other rappers you will
In this life you got yourself
Be ya own hero nobody gotta help
Can't worry bout the things that's out of yo control
Just lock in on yo goals let
control the speed
It breaks you down like disease
You envy your oppressor
That's the sickness of a slave
That abominable plague
That makes you love master's
of comprehensive layers just sort
Of living harmoniously" When Ocean says
He worries a rap number called "Blue
Whale" is "risky because I'm rhyming
" Pharrell shakes
And shit its only trees
I been neck deep in problems man
Relationships to finances
I'm tryna create a masterpiece
While I struggle tryna master peace
from your mistakes what you learning from
Top 5. Top 3. Shit i'm number 1
I done seen so many blessings with no finances attached
Big smile when I wake.
Too young for everything
Niggas thought we was finished
But now we here again
Now its ownership over everything
Took me years to own my masters
dollar plans we talking partnerships
Master of da pen they love my authorship
Setting niggaz up around me on some boss shit
Millionz call him own numbers
think you're a
Very blessed individual because you got two
Things going against you number one
You're a female and the female hip
Hop division was not
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