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Being panic-prone to sunshine
She don’t need my sin, no, baby
You don’t need none of it, you’re swimming
Chest pain, red eyes
Being panic-prone

of the panic's prone thrust all of the fucking hope in us
Hopeless plaguing plenty perplexed pagans seemed preposterous
Posture just perishing - parasite off

Just call the phone
We don't have to sit here alone
I'm panic prone
Harvesting the seeds I've sown
Do you want me now
Or do you want me not?
Cos I'm

to me
I’m terrified of what’s in store when you leave

I’m satisfied
Mystery solved
Realised

And we
We jumped the gun
We’re panic prone
The chosen ones

Inside Voices

Too Close to Touch

Haven't Been Myself

2016

thoughts unwind, as they leave my body panic prone
I beg for peace within me, as I lose a piece of me
Silent screams refuse to ring, cause hopelessness

you snuff
I know my mind is prone to panic attacks
But I dont mind em I just push it way back
Too many problems in my city stay back
That's how I'll

me (What up Roc?)
As for me and mine's, we workin' for eternity

Uh
My soul is stranded, I'm prone to panic, my flow is practice
Promotin' madness,

[VERSE1-1]
I wouldn't know, you're prone to panic
and it makes you say about all day sick.
Why don't you have enough of tension.

Can you cut off

that I'm often down
I'm sorry that I'm not around 

But you can catch me at the launderette, just rocking sweats
I'm not depressed, I'm prone to panic

I'm idiosyncratic
Prone to panic
It's so problematic
Hard to take for granted
Not so sick asymptomatic
All my actions are erratic
Tune the static

We burn together in rhythm
Wrought ablaze in your bitter hate
Nights spent holding my breath
Prone for panic with a gun to my neck
These are my means

the heat
‘Cause I’m driving the wrong way down a one-way street

Born on the wrong side of the subway tracks,
Occasionally prone to panic attacks
Plenty

just, I just have got to be cannon fodder
Prone to anxiety wars, panic attacks
And flat out bloody floors
Like in bones to sort when I say people

And i cant help but smile when i see your face
You hit my phone when im long gone to make sure im okay
You felt alone and being prone a hard feeling

the whispers in the dark
The writing on the wall
My demons here to haunt
Please don't panic here they come
Scared for myself I can’t deny
It's like silhouettes

Your stone cold heart that is prone to cracking – sing

This life’s too short to panic ‘bout 
Things that will never happen – doubts
All over me,

When I'm Flowin

Rakim

The 18th Letter

1997

flowing

[Chorus: x2]

Two pages cause panic, freestyles is frantic
Thoughts is organic, flow is aerodynamic
Mic is volcanic, rhymes spread across

panic
All submit to the evile thug's demands
Cowards lie prone
Stock of life freefalling
Murder
45 aimed between the eyes
No funny business or everyone

For any sort of pain there's a market and a remedy
Stocks bonds up & down the chain of custody
Keeper of the Flagstaff a sniper at the ready
Prone

they're with Him till the end, but their already gone
On the wayside is where most of these seeds were thrown
Their prone for any bird to come in and just

Temple of the Mental

Killah Priest

Intonarumori

1999

Follow the maze through the grave
Those who disobey, now obey
Somethin satanic invades the planet
Panic, the Sun of Man versus the Uncle Sam
Line

Abandon All Hope

Aesop Rock

Music for Earthworms: The Instrumentals

2003

Crooked rumors turn zoomers when rookies talkin'
Bad seeds blossom the wookie walk, hawkin'
Let a sucker drift, I lift up every stone prone to find

better get at us 'fore we get at you
Now watch your back, niggas'll drive through like fast food
Cash rules, they prone to go nuts like cashews
They ask

breathe
With anyone else no, not anyone else no

Communication lost in transit
Can’t weather the storm titanic
That’s attack on my heart called panic
Paint