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Mister librarian, I don't remember
Who I need to be
I've got these fifteen pages in my hand
Each from a different dead man
So mister librarian, tell me

"shhh" said the librarian
when I asked you what film you saw last night
and before I knew it another hour had gone by
and all I'd done was read

Speakers on Blast

E-40

The R.E.D. Album [f.y.e. Exclusive Bonus Track]

2011

Stories and club songs
Black home, the A-T-L-iens are phoning home
But I feel like a librarian,
'Cause style's are being loaned out like books
A castle

Gotta keep my mind flowing uh
Gotta keep the thought going uh
Yellow pages... Yellow... Yellow pages...yellow
Gotta keep spitting heat though
Gotta

And to "Open the gate with page 751 of the Necronomicon!"
Wilbur's grown more violent, now shooting dogs with his .38 Revolver
Lavinia became more frightened,

More like my mother now
One hand reach out
Off the shelf
Hand on hardcover
More like my mother now
Straight to the final page
And with my father’s

There is a young
Librarian
Who cruises down the street
On her yellow bike
Under sunny skies
And smiles at folks she meets

What's on the shelves
Can

My chest is so flat
You could use it as a table
I never have muscle
Cuz I'm not willing or able
A yellow thumbtack is code for cruel and unusual
I

to fold Niggas still hatin' on me, well that's so
My homies kill each other, my neighborhood was cold
Totalitarian, sharp as a librarian Blood of a slave

Blond chick, super bad, Daenerys Targaryen
Daenerys Targaryen
Daenerys Targaryen
Daenerys Targaryen
Daenerys Targaryen
Yellow, Blue diamonds in the white

words might make the grade 
To one day be published on the page 
Turned out that he was far better 
Piling up rejection letters 
The failed writer's focus

on that LVMH
You reflect your master, made in Italy
Zip your bumble up, you soon to lose the stage
Switch up the page, you not independent you made in

I've got is my stuff, 
but I'm not a pack rat, I'm an archivist.
the blind librarian, anticon ?co pro twelve hundred hobo, 
advanced placement student,

They be all on my page with the lurking
If you want me just stop being nervous
Air Force 1 when I step
Soon as I see a crease
Gotta get another pair
Say

could
Turn pages made out of wood
The story I'm readings good
I'm getting too loud they shush
Not sorry I'm off that kush
I'm staring
Not really reading
I

cover my tracks like a hoodie
Sike I lied I take that back, all over his page as I should be
I address that boy in public have him lookin like Kid Cudi

on the Western front page of my current projects
Include a car for the next couple
New ghost in town
Smaller than a good day to get the volume of this

At 2:22pm

Running up tags, it's not even branded
DM my page, we'll get you on stage
Say that you up at librarian age
Writing a story, the way you living is tragic

through every age of history
Words on the pages come to life imagination's our guide
You can select a mystery (select a mystery)
A series 'bout a magic tree

in her pages,
I’ll have you quiet like shush,
Smoking librarian kush,
I burry my seed in the bushes,
And pull up The Roots with my fingers

Tell me

too uncivil to be a civilian
Spinning my chair as I stare at the ceiling
What this look on my face is concealing
I cannot be read even by a librarian

Catch me in the library studying
Bloody prints all over the pages
Ran straight from grade eight
Where niggas sharpen their blades
If they see

before the aforementioned lion in his booth	
Cue in the shy librarian who's counting out by names 
Do we decimate the system that was written on the page

Pimp Behind the Wheels (DJ Evil E The Great)

Ice-T

Home Invasion

1993

in the back

Where I supply the sounds on stage
Cops in the race that's why we're always on the front page
Rippin' shit up, me and my yellow nigga