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All this noise
All this crowd
Chokes my voice
It's too loud

People send shivers
Down my spine
They gather like sheep
In a line
At the same hours
In

someones blood
With some ones guts
(Bass reverb, and bunch of delay oscillation noises) 
(Chugs, bass reverb feedback, that same fucking above nut harmonic

Yo Pos and Dove, stand clear to be plugged up into line one and two
So y'all can flaunt that new style of speak
(And good luck to both of you)

Plug Tunin'

De La Soul

Hip Hop Essentials [Box Set]

2006

Yo Pos and Dove, stand clear to be plugged up into line one and two
So y'all can flaunt that new style of speak
(And good luck to both of you)

Empire of the Senseless

The Mekons

Heaven and Hell: The Very Best of the Mekons

2004

self-censored this song

But these lines are all individuals
And there's no such thing as a song
And even the silent are now guilty in the (empire

aside, and individual divided
Into solitary lines, an identity crisis
Don't live in other people's lives
There's always getting what you wanted
I am

If I were to try and put my mind on a record
Download it from the Matrix and share it for a second
But as this line suggests and if I ever let it

validation made me felt ignored
Looked into myself then I killed all the noise
No competition I’m feeling like Floyd
You don’t got the bars you don’t got

search of acceptance was filling a void
Y'all validation made me feel ignored 
Looked into myself then I killed all the noise

No competition I'm feeling

Home away from home, you should feel welcome
Hope you never hear "I can't help you"
I walk the line between prideful and doubtful
Anything that could

:11
Runnin up da bag is our only objective, (Yeah)
If dey ain't got the cash we gonna leave em a message, (phone vibration noise)
Ya never see us

a mighty force to reckon with

Pull the Lever and set the captive free
Be strong as ever
Let it start with me
Just Pull the Lever
Draw your line in the sand

I'm gonna back it up
I hate an emcee that just talk mad junk
Line after line without demonstrating
Point blank that irritating
So i take you on a ride

every time
Any line in my rhyme, it's all a part of the crime
The place, now and here, where and how you gettin' done
You just a fraction of my talent

a rap ritual, twisted to inhabitual
This is straight biblical, for us not individual
They so typical, my worth is not residual
My word, Anvils... Heavy,

voice
Like make some noise
Music my life cause my choice
Teri meko milne ki he khwish
To aeke meko mil rap ka
Aladdin jin
Bol konsi teri wish
Konsa suna

The Certificate

Hilltop Hoods

Calling

2004

and DJ's know how to pound beats
Like kids with flat feet and crap beats walking down backstreets
So much work went into this to line the notes of fact

no other, a funky brother that could change his pitch
A bizarre individual watch Chapelle in that skit

Not to contradict this song's opening lines
I

passing through, you can call me Drew Brees
Legend in the making, got the proof for you to see
Been a big dog, you can check the pedigree
Gifted individual

the dotted line
go head and join my little cult
we'll talk about how childhood traumas guide our actions as adults
 
slam the bottle on the counter
take this

a fork
Promise we gon' bring the knife
You lil niggas still keepin' score
We don't go tit for tat bout stripes
They told the kid to bring some noise
Baby I

If she a ten I grip the waist I adore
I cut her off if she do anything disturbing my core
I hit the line she accept it
You hit the line she ignore

life, the 1000 Winds Project
By TheChrisAllen.com
One more than 999 individual pristine 24-bit fart recordings

Quoting the site, captured using

up on my level ima God
I got mad hang time
I had 2 chicks at the same time
With my main on my main line
My side chick Mary Jane I'm
Too high like