Lyrics:
is all bout me
Development's a state of mind
That's just what I might need
My niggas tell me I'm annoying
And I just might be
I tell em get a pic with
Hiphop Declaration of
Peace guides Hiphop
Kulture toward freedom from violence
And establishes advice and protection for
The existence and development
of your Art form affect you
For it is not you
If they don't know you personally
Don't take it personally
The normal people can leave now I'm talking
important for development and growth. It seemed as though the nation was uprooted by the rapidfire Constitutional Amendment ratification, and the enforced
the team
Yeah I got time for the ballad
If I get mine, I'll find time to shine for the fam
And keep my mind on development and rhyme for the fans
And if you
infiltrate or try to influence my mind
The human element is development over time
These are raw uncut, no artificial rhymes
Say goodbye to Ai
Never write my
top Banana
I was there at Old Trafford
Otamendi's volley was good
Mourinho was put to bed
Mind the gap Man United
Mind the gap mind the gap mind
First man to die
For the flag we now hold high (crispus attucks)
Was a black man
The ground were we stand
With the flag held in our hand
Was
Yea-yea-yeahhh... huh
Cultivate, huh... Cultivate, huh
Cultivate what's mine, Cultivate with mine
Cultivatin' in mind, Cultivatin' my mine
Cultivate
for her university admission. She kept on working and not giving up, she called her boyfriend (Sunny) who was in the United Kingdom and told him
[Krayzie: x2]
People ask me how do you maintain
You got to keep your mind on money (T-H-you-G)
Don't let the snakes ever short you for ya change
a single language
Development in order
To extinguish the anguish
Attacking Beelzebub
Angel of darkness
Searching for homostatis
Microbes continue to
Feed
Nobody's mastered the art like Morgan
Don't want slew don't start with Morgan
If a divvy MC wanna start the talking
Come out all guns blazing like
lost in us
What's up with Leonardo's enigma?
Lost soul, bastard, child of art
Outcast, outlast all the feeble minds
They do not see beyond the blindness
in me
Keeping me alive for a time that's yet to be seen
The ending gon be tumultuous, most definitely
I can't explain why Clay-Doh spit the fire like
the power to get you dead and half the dead risen
I remember when my development was arrested
I was doin' time on my mind misguided and misdirected
I was
Tony doing time for what he did to nostrils
Paranoid mind I'm still under the watchful
Eye of the law, aspire for more
Those kilo's came we give you
graphic
Aimin' straight at your minds and blast that weak shit
The pieces and particles of fragments mad vocabulist
Yes I must confess
I'm like Diddy
For Tracey and Tamika and for Shelly and Susan
Styles make you wonder what the hell he was usin'
Remember your development with out any music
Spit so
Revolutionary, ready for war, never scary
As an African, my daily regimen is development
Malcolm X said self defense is intelligent
So I train in the martial
against them
Or them against us
It can be the whole of us... against the negative aspects adapted to one's mind
All races, united against unjust treatment
the power to get you dead and half the dead risen
I remember when my development was arrested
I was doin' time on my mind misguided and misdirected
I was
the drugs, all right
I love my life
When I put it down, I'm so cold, so come up, take note:
This Trues Humbly United Gatherin' Souls
You don't want to miss
wanna drop bombs and pocket what they can
What is life but a tiny spec united dying
For a diabolic plan to make us do what they want
We walk around dumb
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