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Five-O [Remix; Bonus Track]

Assassin

Let's Get Physical

2008

[Chorus: Wyclef Jean (Elephant Man) {Swizz Beatz}]
Search search search but they can't find nothin' (Nothin')
Look look look but they can't find nothin'

We nah  leave no body yo dats how RGO work
How dem boy get report missing pan the 3rd
An the boy dead from the first
Catch dem friend when dem a search

Mister Leary, your a man fighting a cause.
Got a query, don't believe what you have thought.
Say it clearly, you must think before you talk.
Have you

you wouldn't even come near me
This nigga think he Siri, the answer to your queries
What's Siri to Steve Jobs? A Budden to Tahiry?
I'm excessively

of soldiers all approaching
My army's got Deathclaw's query junction
And gunship cannons that roar

And in conjunction, we all soar
Mother Deathclaw, size like

years on the field, televised
We need a revolution and I know where to start
Search the inflamed chambers of your heart

We resist
We unite
We will fight

I'm Elohim, Jesus walked so I ran that's why He don't swim
If I have it Yahweh that's why we gon' win
I gon' bleed for Him, on my search for

galore
I rep the west side
Like tupac shakur
I'm
Chillin' in the north
Weed and coffee on my porch
Back up in the stu
When I find it's time to report

You

stagger
Mummy know the matter
My nickname na tick-tik Mr levu
Back to the couch
Na which direction?
Make I use GPS search for this occasion
Where my gee
My

giving up the search I found all the keys
I'll keep the gates open
Walls will come down soon
There are forces in and out
You think they'll stop for you
Add

That You'll Join My Side)

The WiFi's On attention Spans Are Gone
Search Query "Who Is She?"
"Can I Be Her Peon?" i'm Glad You Asked
Let Me Give You Some

The troubles are haunting me

And I already think that I would kill someone

I confused in queries

I don't know why the search last so long


Get Up! Get Up!

(thanks mom)

Last thing heard was Andrew Bird
Cup holder housing a Hubert's
Last thing seen was a tumblr meme
And a search query for a new purse

A hand

scenes 
Like, I don't need to rehearse my verse is clean⁴
I'd search the seas for the perfect scheme
If words hurt, mine  burn, to the 3rd degree
Cern,

Confused Query: where are you going?
Ineffectual Command: stop!
Ineffectual Command: , we command you to stop!
Statement:
I'm on a mission and Id

the Watchmen obsessed with
Tracking calories, 
GPS coordinates, 
Search engine queries,
Inquiries into meaning,
While losing track of time
I am certain that
In spite

To market to market
In search for simple pleasures
Immersed inside a world of your own
You are oblivious and ignorant
Why are you stalling
You could

You wear your nails down on your teeth
While you search for somebody who's mind is completely at peace
Now you know my skin and you certainly know

for
Now no prize concludes my search for surety
Nor can I recall the meaning it held for me
Like comedy dark and now I finally see
Oh well tant pis!

hatching?
Or imagine that we search the dirt pile and find the hatchets that we buried?
In light of all this faith that I still can’t believe
You left it

to mark him
What can you, what can you tell a man that's heard it all before?
How can you, how can you quell a man that cares not for your report?
I can

report card?
That reports the hearts of the
Nations have failed hard

When Jesus came the first time
He was falsely accused
He was reviled, He was

darkest passengers
Embodied in my mind is where they all reside
Here lie my darkest passengers
They lie awake tonight, until she's put to rest

In search

discussed
God can forgive him, so this kid must
"earlier this year the rind
Report laid bare the
Physically and psychologically
Abusive regimes
Operated by