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Social engineering without consent
Political theater a callous descent
Subservience on the masters shelf
Aids deprivation of oneself
Shallow pocket

Web 20/20

The Roots

How I Got Over [LP]

2010

he hits the mic like Mix-master
This the Battle of Troy with no Pastor
Slicker than a can of oil with no Castor
Chill in the front of the flight,

Times is getting rough, huh? That's nothing new to us
There's nothing to discuss. Just make adjustments, time is up
This crazy world we live in

Gas hub in the Kimberley dead whales in the Southern Seas
Blood on the Gaza strip Refugees and one-up-man ship
Razor wire detention Indigi

Purple Pink Tuna Master KUSH
Og God Blueberry Grape Afghan Trainwreck KUSH
Butter Shatter, Labs, Dabs oil boil KUSH
I said butter Shatter, Labs, Dabs, oil

I'm Seein' Robots

Kool Keith

Black Elvis/Lost in Space

1999

girl, where you sing at? 

Pull out your masters, your DAT's, all you have is cats 

Pet little turtles in your bedroom, enough for headroom 

Usin

The masters the leaders; you're trapped in the moment

Swords are drawn a lot of souls will perish
Rifles machetes war time is very deadly
Bullets in the sky

The Winter of the Long Hot Summer

The Disposable Heroes of Hiphoprisy

Hypocrisy Is the Greatest Luxury

1992

the winter
Of the long hot summer
Somewhere in the desert
We raised the oil pressure
And waited for the weather
To get much better
For the new wind

The dollar's grip, is loosening its hold,
As the yuan and rooble, into the market unfold,
Russia's gas and oil, flowing through the pipe,
In collaborative

the chainsaw lullaby

Buzzing air, ill fanfare
Engineering the devil's own welfare
Mean machine, ran obscene
Offering gas fuelled vaccine
Oil on rust,

out Kia getting her masters
She already got the motherfucking Masters
I see you in Texas holding it down

Also, shout out Babu Beats
Keep making

Westside niggas probably gone from the gas
Seen a lot of shit, can't run from the past
I'm a real nigga, fuck niggas don't last
Still see the same snakes in

It's all backwards
Listen to these nasty tax cheat masters
Machine gun oil rig smokestack laughter
Extract every last bit then abscond after
If their

and dull spades|I'm the jack of many trades, a master of them all||I'm an oil man, train man, a garbage collector, mechanic, professor, teacher|movie

of the long hot summer
Somewhere in the desert
we raised the oil pressure
and waited for the weather
to get much better
for the new wind to blow in the storm
We

Binge-watching my manic depressive episodes
Fringe walking outskirts of my life let's go
Searching for a dream
For a meaning in my weakness
Searching

the Montmartre District
It's Renoir's master shows life and passion
It's all emotion, movement and life
A Paris evening under gas lights
I'm in this hall with

sing high note
She full a gas and she need oil out
So if me get mad me anuh Pitney
Me nuh need no time out
Can't talk to me, me too nice (nice, nice,

ain't the normal
My brain popping like
Orville Redenbacher in the oil
Cooking crack, waiting for the water pot to boil
I'm Walter White with a worse

to class hoe
I know your paid to be elected by the oil and gas Co.
Makin motha fuckin stacks off already broken backs
Youre a bitch who needs a slap
Homie do

Everything cool and nice
Fly first class
Chilling with ma people in the oil and gas
Already build a mansion for my mother
Why dem dey vex
Anytime dem see say

swallow that, the throat master
Hellraiser, freaky nigga, fuckin' a pastor
Thick with it, big boy, a outcasher
Slow it down, switch gears, I know they gas

to destroy in the name of Allah.
Like the mustard gas he launched upon us during Desert Storm,
Arming a million citizens with guns preparing them to kill,

Luck

Tyson Limint X Master Will
Production:The Kontrabandz 
Writers: Tyson Limint 

Chorus:
When I hit that shit right
You gone fall in love I