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Institute of the Placated Mind

Intoxicated typographer
Will speak and spell for a tithe
Urban landmine
Pay nullified
Institute of the placated mind

Flying Saucer

Buchanan & Goodman

Dr. Demento Presents: Greatest Novelty Records of All Time, Vol. 2: 1950's

1990

John Cameron
Cameron downtown
Professor Sir Cedric of
The British Institute
Tell us how were
The saucers able to land

Well, you see..

(The

It's a breakout
At large
Wuhan
Institute of virology
It's uncontainable
My God
Brought to the streets
To the cars
To your mom and pops
To your doctors

My skill set through my
Skills– I’m an artist five years
Old, art school PhD
Art Institute of Chicago i am an artist
I have a condition called

The Flying Saucer

Buchanan & Goodman

Brain in a Box: The Science Fiction Collection

2000

John Cameron
Cameron downtown
Professor Sir Cedric of
The British Institute
Tell us how were
The saucers able to land

Well, you see..

(The

Urban ganesha, urban ganesha my new age urban ganesha
Urban ganesha, urban ganesha my new age urban ganesha

he goes to the office, walks through

to cultivation
To help increase urban vegetation

Your yard is evil, your lawn's
A lush, green parasite
Nobody uses them, and to me
That doesn't seem right

Woo
(Statik Selektah)
So I'm basically saying, that it's gonna take you the people (yeah)
You the people, you the people to institute what you

that
Not him, her, or they
My vision of ruling up here in la la land
They're all talking but I'm hearing blah blah
Man lets just get something going

through my options
On how my life would turn out

Am I ever gonna find myself a spot on this planet 
Am I ever gonna make myself a beat that's gonna land it

rolling kiosk will be parked at his private institute near the park
In which a show will occur, ten songs by the successful fairy sister

The eyeglass

Standing on the conquered land
Dust where the column stands
Where atoms turned rocks into sand
Where scrolls rewritten
And the gold goes missing

Hiphop Knowledge

KRS-One

The Sneak Attack

2001

wasn't all about the loot
It was all about Harry Allen Rhythm Cultural Institute
Blowin up, 1995
Conscious rap is still alive
But nobody wanna play it,

institute scholar 
Journaling povert marvels destitute amidst fatigue and sorrows
Brought about by horrors 
Carried out in lands where prostitutes and sharks

institutes
And I ask, what you see
In a man like me
I am more than I seem, I’m the Truth
I could have died a million times but I survived
I’m the truth
Been

of rules
And the games entertained them
Playing it like forbidden
And the forest where spiders would lurk
And by the land of the rising sun's superstitions

It's so late now
Where's that spark?
Help us out we're in the dark
Institute of correction
Point us in the right direction
I lost in a foreign land

had stole land from folks with no plans
Made out fresh in the depression with Queens in both hands

The floor plans to his mansion had 23 rooms
Hired

And when the sixth hour was come 
There was darkness over the whole land 
Until the ninth hour 
And at the ninth hour 
Jesus cried with a loud voice,

of the people
To alter or abolish it
And to institute new government
Hey gaslighter
Don't you dare tell us to just calm down
I'm never gonna turn my back

And the games entertained them
Playing it like forbidden
And the forest where spiders would lurk
And by the land of the rising sun's superstitions
They had

say I hit a student body like a faculty
No institute, cause she out of state
When I'm done I tell her leave, but she wanna stay
With the flow like I'm

art like it's appraised land
Adding value, intelligent southern gal who
Faced off with death a few times still go the extra mile to
Ensure my family is

This is future glu
Come through and we cutting you
1, 2 let me introduce
B is my institute
Now the fish out the petting zoo
We with the cannibals,