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tactics now. Listen to master of the art, me! What do you think? Are you up to it? I think you are. But I also believe that theres some of you who'll do it

The liberal arts cliché about
Teaching you how to think
Is actually shorthand for a much deeper
More serious idea learning how to think
Really means learning

play
It's really exciting
More exciting than delivering parts
And there's still time to get my paperwork in
For a new writing
Master's of fine arts

Focus dictate ensure obedience
Get in a reflective mood
Conduct principle reason loop what

Human nature is a six days program
No now that is not true
Do

dream?
Where capital punishment is viewed as civilized but
art and music as obscene
Claiming that they're for less government rule in livelihood
as they

full of
Sick sentences trying to make sense of this
Whole unholy hole of program
Old school as a slow jam
Damn. I don't know no man
But I know I love me

Older Gods

Wu-Tang Clan

Wu-Tang Forever

1997

identical twins 
Don't stretch the small thing, copycats are finnicky 
Without skills, they master the art of mimicry 
But I go line for line on the whole

complex than the eye, of Agamotto
A Master of Mystic Arts, the mystics of my heart
Is Alchemy in the spark, of a dying stars, I halt comets
Tectonic

Freedom Time

Lauryn Hill

MTV Unplugged No. 2.0

2002

program on television
How can, dominant wisdom
Be recognized in the system
Of Anti-Christ, the majority rules
Intelligent fools
PhD's in illusion
Masters

to college
Still a scholar I stand taller
Clean as fuck call me a baller
I'm a boss I'm a shot caller
You can call me the master of disaster
Spitting rhymes

B-B-Butcher my songs like Rot. Tam (Picthfork!)
My music is art, and
I could do whatever I want, man
You ain't gotta agree, man
Just know that I'm doing me, fam

lyrically
A man of mystery and a master of the mystical arts
Degree in liberal shards
The way I'll cut you like a knife, anytime I decide I might open my

Return to da Wrongside

Artifacts

That's Them

1997

as we return to the wrongside
Art programs and more hip-hop jams, must arrive
as we return to the wrongside
More better styles and wack writers step aside

bullets get womp-womped out
Brush your teeth, study your art, bait and master more
Put 'em on their ass like they got a dry pamper on
Tell Satan he's

(Ah-ow)

Good morning class
Stand up when I'm in class
I'm di man dem call di boss
Master fi di Performing Arts
Mi lyrical from mi Clarks thru mi body parts

Master manipulator, bastard in a different flavour
Craft a dismal failure to an art upon these bits of paper
Synchronicity I'm gifted by this

Build cars and planes
Program satellites from thousands of miles away that can 
Get us from A to B at any given time
Faster than we can breathe And even

the work
You're a slave
Underneath of a modern day master
So as to say

The clock moves slower
But your life is slipping a way
Instead of feeling like years

going to serfdom
If we accept the barbary of the system
But would I really want to work in a factory?
Would I really make my art for a leader?
Would Mao

to tell me what your fantasy is
(yeah, yeah) if it don’t involve me
I’ll dismantle that shit (yeah, yeah)
Master the art of your heart
Don’t know what

all fake
Music's  part of your soul it's not made for your payroll
It's not made for your payroll

They say we're all part of their master plan
But I

a spliff with Shiva
I have ascended like the masters and the gifted teachers
So profound so prolific
I'm a gifted leader
I wish cuz was still here I need

Explain the unexplained
Do a kick flip
Peel an orange
They all seem equivalent
I don't know what a skillset is
Much less if I have one
Master

Sounds coming from the I phone, it was my homie
She said let's play some jams 
And we can jam around town bumping 90s until the end of the program
So Let's