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called Brian
This man called Brian

Three camels are silhouetted against the bright stars of the
moonless sky, moving slowly along the horizon.  A star

abolition, the irrigation system maker
Giving plants water for ammunition, not a quaker
The writer of almanacs, the city surveyor and all of that
L'Enfant left

brothers and sisters (Uh, huh)
Woo, ayy, that we one in a million, uh
Two-four seven three-six-five building
Got no love for the system
Swear my dreams are

River,  get on by the Coolidge Dam

The Irrigation District came that day
To make good on its demands
My uncle had no money to pay
Just the deed to our

him
And his older sister, Nasheema, to North
Philly, where they lived in a small
Three-bedroom apartment on Berks Street
Not far from Temple University

summon
In muh element when I elevate to speak in tongues of a jamaican
Nasty strain called sister nance me, puff to hear the whatta bam bam
Verbal

Maggot
'Ere we go ding ding, get onboard
Like Rocky 1, 2 and 3 I'm the lord of the dance
See my legs jiggle, feel the vibe
I'm maggot - Do

niggas in the district giving interviews
I got killers on my team that'll get at you
For a brick or two, really put an end to you

Black 3 cement, sag

regal sipping on a gold can
Gun tucked like the fetal, position
Top Dawg coalition coexisting
With the coldest
You ever quoted from California district

up just like a pyramid

Y'all niggas talk like bitches do (Bitch)
Same niggas in the district giving interviews
(Snitches)
I got killers on my team

went and got three lines
That's a Haiku
Paranoia got me stressing, man I'm
Thinking that they're planning SLR
I've got a cannon i ain't taking photos
I'm

and you're never on my wishlist
Cleaner than a dish gets, I'll pop out at your district
Bounce out, hit that street, hear that '40 kick back
Feeling like I'm

younger, my sister and I
We lived in just this terrible, just awful neighborhood
Horrible district of town
Very little money, very little food
I just had

Watch help me pick up the phone
Without reaching to call
Many reasons I fall
Mom dad Bri the first three that I called
The pulpits and bullshit was

must drop feces
But I never let it free fall
I catch it and spit it
I kick shit that blows
Whole districts into tidbit's
With pen in fist, I take tallys

diversionary
Got no time for a shawty I'm sorry cuz i know you love me
Love you like a sister yeah I need you in this family
He is not an opp to me and she is

system representative assistant to the sister sub-division 
district supervisor or some occupation on nobody's 
trade of interest. Wishing for any time but

Trigger pop
But she never smile
'Cause her and her baby sister
Baby sitter was a pedophile
I never met ya child to disrespect ya child
But I bet a thou'

no place like home
It got place in my heart
I gotta make that known
I made 1 2 3 4
5 6 7 8 moves
In my lifetime
In my lifetime
That’s 1 2 3 4
5 6 7 8

Close the Crackhouse

Professor X

Puss 'N Boots (The Struggle Continues...)

1993

foul
On the 3rd planet east of Plutonia
From the poppy an extraction
Called Criddacktonite
Conceived as a weapon backed by the Supremacy
Their

the beast must drop feces
But I never let it free fall
I catch it and spit it
I kick shit that blows
Whole districts into tidbit's
With pen in fist I take

The lifestyle of the broke and average
Is something that I'm used to; the middle class is this
Living in the district to school with the privileged
Yet three

Like how the fuck you really feel
You're better than your brother, sister
When y'all the same color, creed, and victims of depiction
I'm speaking

sister
On some G-shit, I'm on a G6
Three Biftas lit like Adidas
No jet lag, we don't check bags
Swiping cards, we don't check tags
Got the crew with me,