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We ask for only the least amount of information necessary, gathering only what
the pick up line Tennessee
When it all be over we clearing the debris
It was dirty it was dirty never clean
I don't know if I know where to go now
Every
man in the middle
One man under house arrest
(Step back)
Get hooked on the power
Gotta stay in the game
be the man of the hour
Gotta make
house
Will you ever believe me
Will you let me seize the moment
This is the riddle we painted
This is clearing the slate yeah
This is clearing the slate
the title to my children
Fuck a job/degree
Sallie Mae letters coming
Just come get this shit
Mane they bussing near my house
Pray my folks ain't hit
When
uh
Feds at ya place like publishers clearing house
But ain't no sweepstakes, tryna figure your whereabouts
Mom's said you gone, they continue to feel
Why you keep fucking up the mood girl don't ask me shit
I was in the house tryna get on nasty shit
Used to hit you from the front ain't gotta ask me
a be reaping
Letting the information begin its seeping
It'll sneak up on ya like it was creeping
By placing itself into some safekeeping
Make sure ya can
[Killah Priest]
Information no doubt ya know don't stop don't stop don't stop
Information literature thief's on the run where ya
spilling it all out
Where is home? Well not this house
Went for the cheese, they trapped the mouse
With dark cats I blacked out
With big dogs I passed out
that be eavesdropping or ear hustling
Smokin' on information (Yeah)
You know what time it is (sucker-ass niggaz)
We 'bout to serve to ya'll (flat out)
that be eavesdropping or ear hustling
Smokin' on information (Yeah)
You know what time it is (sucker-ass niggaz)
We 'bout to serve to ya'll (flat out)
that be eavesdropping or ear hustling
Smokin' on information (Yeah)
You know what time it is (sucker-ass niggaz)
We 'bout to serve to ya'll (flat out)
that be eavesdropping or ear hustling
Smokin' on information (Yeah)
You know what time it is (sucker-ass niggaz)
We 'bout to serve to ya'll (flat out)
It's goin' down
We do this here , we ain't tripping on fame
Put us in the game end up with a stupid cheer
So you be clearing my lane
It's goin'
Dedicate dedicate yeauh
Man I do this for my son
Get ma momma out tha house
I be flexing on you niggas
Til you know what I'm about
I don't do this
could do enough
Words still tangled at the back of my tongue
Even though I'm seeing red
The skies are clearing up
My heart is sedated so I gotta go back
There's too much information
fired in from every direction.
My thought processes are under so much strain.
Most of what they say is useless
from way back then
I've a story for you, he says
If I can get a word in edgeways
In that wood over there, that glade, that clearing
A man fell in love
Cell phone
Signal jamming device can effectively ensure
The safety of your conversation with the
Development of the information society
Audio and video
It's a police investigation said they
See me servin' some
Informer a leaking information
Why the fuck you snitching
I'm in Miami with the Haitians
I
You in the way
You just want some information
You in the way
You ain't got no inspiration
You in the way
Help me with my situation
Or get away
Can't
information like a sponge
The booth's smoking and I ain't light a blunt
Open the girl like I'm a key
I guarantee
I'm the flyest
I want them racks
I want
of sorrows
Though you may sweep my house
Of all I've owned and borrowed
This may be my chance
I'm not gonna fight
You may be clearing me out
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