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wanna talk about it then stay on topic
The tragic nights are the hardest when life can can go good but then you emotions flip
Now there are dozens

too private (ow)
My flight too private, my show's so riot
My jaw so tired, I go all night in my city to the fall
Then it's time for me to fly her
I

every time I'm in this bitch
Slamming bags in the trap
Gelato bill
Watch my brother serve that dog you would think he michael vick
You would think I'm

mosquitoes
Dispersin' verses like a kilo
I'm Michael, the king, you fuckers is Tito
Versace frames with the green shades
I only see dough ballin' like a free

The F-L-Y guy

About to toss some action

Here I go again with a groove to move you

Somethin' kinda smooth, you can bop your head to

Chill it,

was based on apartheid and discrimination
Made me wanna go back to the city and tell the homies what I learned
The word was respect
Just because you

of fruitless trees
Beneath a gibbous light we lose our way tossed about by wild waves
We are following the course of the wayward stars
Asking all the questions

Dummy Up

Frank Zappa

Roxy & Elsewhere

1974

Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals)
George duke (keyboards, synthesizer, vocals)
Tom fowler (bass)
Ruth underwood (percussion)
Jeff simmons (rhythm

real
And the real youts hate me cuh I don't act
Well, um suck your mum, yeah, go and do that
My name's Michael, Big Stormz
I like peng tings, I like porn

flawless I'm feeling like Michael Phelps
I ain't never need help, Don't need Gucci on my belt, All I need is myself
Give a fuck if this sell, cause I know I

never falling
Never said that I'm flawless
Still calling unto the Lord
Trynna figure out what's my calling
I take it in by the moment
Think I know where

oh it looks tasty
After scoring I rock the baby like
Michael Jackson I'll get shaky
Let me go under just like the navy
I'll come around and swim about

Michael Bolton singing I can go the distance
I'm a accelerate further so they know I'm driven
And watch me get away with murder like I'm OJ Simpson
I speak

taking off, on the mark I'm a go
Yeah I made up my mind
I'm too close to give in, I'm too close to my time
I'm covered by grace
So I'm changing the pace,

Know Your Enemy

Dead Prez

Turn off the Radio: The Mixtape, Vol. 1

2002

[stic.man & m1]
know your enemy, know yourself
that's the politic
george bush is way worse than bin laden is
know your enemy, know yourself
that's the politic

George still dead, Breonna still gone (gone)
Ahmaud Arbery, nah he never made it home
Forty million unemployed, what the fuck is goin' on?
Let's burn

would barely even feed us
But stripes on our back, and I ain't talking about Adidas
And When I have a son, his name could be DaQuan or Michael
But no

George Michael
Next topic, time to stick the knife in
Slaughter your Scratch
Ah fuck it throw your wife in
I'mma do 'em, do 'em 'til nothin left
The way

minds 

The system got us at our necks 

 its hard to breathe 

We need to make a real change 

By any means 

No longer be silenced 

I’m not condoning

That "fuck it" mentality, bro
That last take, I'mma walk right the fuck out of the studio after I'm done with this shit
Except I'm in George's

wrong
Getting cake state to state still singing the same song
It go All that I know is live and die for my respect
Bitch I'm glass city's own I put that

(Hoe)
Don't trust nobody baby I got too much pride hoe
You see me shining oh you mad cause you a scrub
It's sad to see but I knew I would go up
My city

up, he a fan fucker
Big sack of rocks by my nuts, I'm a gram tucker
I been pourin' drank all day, then shot the K, my hand sore
Niggas ain't my niggas,

and spiritually blind
But we kings and queens it's our time
Equality
(By any means necessary)
Say their names
Stephon Clark
Mike Brown
George Floyd
Philando Castile