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the faces of the poor,
But there'll come a time when such overt displays of wealth
Will not be tolerated by the people in the street.
In a sane society
the information from their pass lives
I'm just trying to speak some truth to you I never been into gangs
But it's seems when you are part of the blacker berry
will fulfill all prophecy
In society with inner city philosophy
The hip-hop in me must come out
Or die to lock in me, no doubt
Executed properly
I begin
pretending
Cus the dumbing down of society is officially complete
There's no goin' back from here this shit's set in concrete
Even if we found a way to fix
an iron fist
The "R.B.H."
Better known as
The Royal Black Hand
My wife's name is Anil
Which is short for Annihilation
And she lives up to her name
Don't let
innate to us in
Every exchange that we have
When you and I exchange information
I want some information back from
You I give you information
You give me
his theater reservations
All of the information that you need living in the course of a complex modern society
This will be in a compact form in his own
Eh
Bottles popping when i cut out all the window shopping
Now we on display world wonders when I'm dropping
Here for my City ain't no fucking
Hi, I'm Daniel Keplin
Most people won't ever comprehend with My
Struggle's importance and people will never
Fully understand it except for me
I feel
information
Preventin from gettin locked under top-secret investigation
Guiliani's part of Illuminati
A million minds in one body designed to decline society
information
Preventin from gettin locked under top-secret investigation
Guiliani's part of Illuminati
A million minds in one body designed to decline society
an eye for an eye
Unrest, marshal law, society decays
And it's safe to say there is no other way
With lawless arrogance and savage dissidents
Public
information
For zero motivation
Tell me what is what that really matters
Tell me what is wrong and what is right
Tell me what is worse and what is better
Tell
Keep it 100 dawg. For real. Why wouldn't you? We'll get through this shit. Do it alone
I'm out here killing the game, overcoming the shackles with
you're like me
Imperfect and human are we
Show and tell
I'm on display for all you fuckers to see
Show and tell
Harsh words if you don't get a pic
an eye for an eye
Unrest, marshal law, society decays
And it's safe to say there is no other way
With lawless arrogance and savage dissidents
Public
honesty, so I can't lie,
Yo, my words hurt like a weapon,
Slice and dice and cut, let out my aggression,
Beckon for reform to an elegant eloquence,
Scrapin'
Content Management
Tools
MFiT Manager
Deliveries
Delivery Information
Labels List Export
Delivery Dashboard
Localization
Album Metadata Localization
and Data, do your read me?
Yes, here sir
What information were you able to gather for us on your recent voyage to the
Dirtball?
This is professor Data
Naïve society keep on walking to the abysm
Post-metropolis growing bigger every hour
As a giant cage, you can see but you can't reach
Beyond
Content Management
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MFiT Manager
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Delivery Information
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Delivery Dashboard
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sir.
What information were you able to gather for us on your recent voyage to the Dirtball?
This is professor data.
My transmission signal is weak
thank you Galacto Inspector
Now probes Data
(Day ta) and Data (Da ta) , do your read me?
Yes, here sir what information were you able
To gather for us
I won't let you run away
In my house, you stay
On my meat hook to play
Hang you for display
I won't let you run away
In my house, you stay
On my meat
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