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a virtue, I'll never be a saint
I ran from my problems thinking they'd be left behind
Turns out when their internal, you're not too hard to find
Halfway cross

About the album ""Index Librorum Prohibitorum"":

It could be a double album but these two (#Drops and Index Librorum Prohibitorum) distinct works

[Diggieman] 
 Indul az úthenger, lapulj ember 
 Bevégezheted amit az Úr rendelt 
 Ez az új standard behúz ember 
 Hogy a házad kapja ketté ez úgy

to the game
But not used when time is tough (Ay)
Made a name
Forgetting about the fade (Ay)
Standards risen every day (Ay, Ay,Ay)
So why say (Ay,Ay)
I fall

the illest, and any different
Personal vision’s a mental fallacy
Just a virtual image my bars are so solid
Waves travel through ‘em the fastest
But the standard

supposing two swallows carried it
together?
GUARD #1:  No, they'd have to have it on a line.
GUARD #2:  Well, simple!  They'd just use a standard creeper!

existence

tool to escape

diploma working independent
plaster model critical center
Pituitary grand big sculptures
dictatoral art standards

Modern letter

Drop a deuce inna Fanta
Double up onna Tropicana
Express ship the pack from Atlanta
Now her nose looking like a phantom
No standards
She say what we

I'm a cybernetic being programmed to inform
Straight from the future
Light speed signal processing and an ultimate data index
Tag name is J.E.S.U.S

needed moral standards (Ah, ah, ah)
I said you needed a career (Ah, ah, ah)
We parted ways deeply enamored
With each our own internal spheres

We parted

real bland now
Double sided with the standards so it's man down
Blade so sharp that you're cut
It's how we do it
Throw your shade I'm cooling
But I burn

code, oh well I can't stand it
I stay calm collective, you're internal panics
Go sit down you're manic, only I can stand it, I got higher standards huh

attitude i view aggression as an
Internal character trait
A fire in your mind that says
"I am going to win"
(Win, win, win no matter what)
I am going to win

Bobby Dick

Berlin

Neger Neger

2007

Vers
ich komm' mach ein Kind, was mein Konto erbt.
Ich wieg' 100 Kilo ich spuck' wie ein Panzer,
der Index abonniert meine Hits wie Landser.
Ihr

so
It is internal, in turn though, not your concern bro
Hell made my flow so hot bumpin' it'll make your girl squirt oh
On a fast track to a class act

My greatest fear ain't that I’m inadequate
It’s that I’ll be figurin my
Shit out for my whole life
I can’t imagine an internal
Dialogue with no

deeply.

If you don't like this then look away,
spread for miles over a water bay,
double standards, they are shifting demerara 
while I'm stuck in

The standard scientific view of
The world of course
Is that it's made up of familiar objects
And that the world is in essence
A material place, but there are

option did nothing about that to laugh about or fucking kid.

Like making your SD card all one with your internal storage even giving it a new name every

the filth
Eighteen hermits said whats the deal 
Come out to heal myself
Not again
Let em spin
Stuck in orbit
Like index
On clitoris 
180
Degree 
Circle back

at the index
The Cav clique blowing up like Semtex.
I reflect you rejects with limitless intellect
Expect to accept the truth
Wanna bet

We taking over
From

get my point across
Like I'm guarding and guiding somebody with my index finger and the linger they way in cause they wanna be boss

I be working so

birthday suits
Between my middle and index finger that bend
Like when I dig inside ya Boop and I watch you get tense
Feel we so fucking close
But the wrong

fucking pest actually just point in my face with his index
Spit in my face and slap my pecks
Yes I did I'm a predator apex
Stomp you out like