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too pure got me tapped in (Hmm)
Too real with his words
Type to hold it down
Good manners with your girl
Mama held it down
I can’t lie
You’re my vibe

on
Or catch me when my Cajun hoe she wit it she be straight up out that raq
That murda city knock the bitch on his back

Live by the code I love my Glock more

change
Deranged
It's all too new

Though you can't yet see beyond the lies
Only time's the one that answers why
Stay true
It's you
Years fly on by
Though

paid)
Never rely on no one to maintain
Watching my back, I can't deal with two face (Deal with two face)
Fuck the opinions, don't care what you say (Care

She said that I'm back on my bullshit what the fuck is you telling me
I'm starting to do shit that she never was letting me
Sativa with a L is how

mentions
Our love had no direction
Cause your heart too precious for all of this tension
And I just can't let it go
How we get so disconnected?
So

3030

Deltron 3030

Deltron 3030

2000

just boarded on our futuristic spacecraft
No mistakes, black as our music we must take back

Yo, it's three thousand thirty
I want y'all to meet

'm on a cloud
I yell
But I can't hear a sound
My seams rip
But I still hang around
Still here
By a thread
That I found
Thinking out loud
Sew my soul
So it holds

or hold your peace
Yes you balling but it's minor league
I don't wear no furs got fleece
Me and griff got hits on a spree
Crocks on the feet but I'm still

I just did
I want her in my bed again
I can't breathe, I can't take this
With her arms around me
We watch as our love leaves
Harsh words thrown out

Releasing Hypnotical Gases

Organized Konfusion

Organized Konfusion

1991

swear
My wrist holds mind-trigger darkness can't overshadow me
cause of high rate of smashin you, then trashin you
after I'm bashin you, with my hammer

I still can't Shaku I hope I learn soon
Smells like broke in this room
Got a head start to my day course she's gone by noon
BluesBlues
KayCasanova

they get lick by the con, they hold dem corner and true (because) they tan (stay) do back, afraid to get wacked, we have to back them, stand up strong,

Throw the weight into the night
Throw the weight into the night
Cause I am running on pure self hatred, low self esteem
I can't help it I feel the walls

stuck in the rec leagues

I can't help that my niggas be steppin
You're not Big Dollar, nigga, you are Pipsqueak
And we totin' them veterans' weapons
Did

I dont par wid da enemy
I dont talk to da enemy
Nuh wid da frenemy
Big shot Hennessy
When I kick back roll up big spliff hella weed 
Pure cess
No

mi one background
Pure prudishness
Short Real Precious and luminous

I got a baddie
By my side
Every single day and night
Doing me right, telling no

Episodes

Lootpack

Soundpieces: Da Antidote!

1999

styles 
Takin' out wack MC's by the piles, for real 

Episode #2: God's Gift 

I have no strings to hold me down
Beware of the Tupperware 
It's

Wait for an Answer

Blind Guardian

A Night at the Opera

cancer
To find a foe seems to be the answer

Round and round
Oh I can't get it out of my head

Wish I'd be a bird of prey
A pure and a blessed

or stressing
Ekv famous cos Gang be finessin' fly dressing
We started the trends that you see
She try impress me by flexing
Cant cuff shit I'm focused on me
Only

I woke up, by the sound of screaming
In my face, virgin blood is streaming
Smell of death dying out around me
Pure and with grace
the victim has

winnin'
I'm just like my jumper I'd rather stay pure
But I'd run it all back like my name's Steve Kerr
We're talkin' 'bout practice, I'm puttin' in work

wanna leave, I can tell by your tone
If you wanna leave, you can see the door, oohh
The way you got me so fucked up, it's like I can't let go
Even though

like to be seen
But I'd rather be at my crib
I really don't watch TV
I really might hate the club
I can't let these niggas hold me back
Love might hold