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You Don't Want It

Tech N9ne

The Box Set

2009

that you do
Because stupid is how everybody sounded
Nigga you think you know me, but only if you knew me
Homie, you would leave me by my lonely
I'm

celebrate on my birthday impersonate all of my favorites
Seem Like my attraction always fatal
Attract the non believers and the souls that needed healing
I'm

Bring That Beat Back

Public Enemy

New Whirl Odor [CD/DVD]

2005

on the line
A big shot to claim some rocks and shine
Signs of a soul gone solo
Robbed blind
A very small part of half the worlds crime
Runaway child blown by

Commencement at the Obedience Academy

Aesop Rock

Float

1999

To salute the moon of our paradise lost and you're a spectator
Stringent, inch by sacred inch shoveling colon in my earthworm soul
Borough up through the dirt

to the world
As my first studio album
All made in a college apartment closet
I go by DIEGEAUX
And I hope that if you're listening to this
That we can get to know

still feel defeat
Even when your souls are massaged by a rosary
Twenty one grams over G recite my passage lead the blind
I can make the soulless see so

know.

Because bled by many cents of 50, a joe,
Death seems easy, while life's the foe,
He isn't dead,
c legend instead,
If my words could be said.

Okay,

love, that is slavery

I shared all my dark secrets
Everyday I'm surrounded by my demons
The way you played me, god damn your such a genius
I drop

sprees
Budget lists, the call times and mode boards for all this shit
I put my life on the line
This album all I got, with the time and the effort no ways

c Brand New Heavy (Unrequited Love)

Written by: Joe Penaranda & cmy Lee Owens

Monday traffic on the freeway,
Sadly I can't turn back,
There's no

bout' nigga scram
Nigga hollin' on the ground Might catch her up and then I face him

Two grinds and wrote this album Baby Joe, make him eat his maker

up, they done fucked around, let them G's in the door
Slidin' with my hittas, got more straps than G.I. Joe
Niggas goin' out sad, fallin' out, bout

I dropped banger albums back to back
Whatever it takes to put the city on the map
The lost souls just keep fallin through the cracks
Ridin in our old

2-CB, go up I'm going to fucking float
Caps of shrooms I popped 6gs, that's the day I sold my soul
That's the way I stay up in the new world like it's

the life that I chose, bought out the store, can't go back no more
Versace my clothes while I'm sellin' them bows, Versace take over, it took out my soul

Trust Nobody

Master P

Killer Rap

2005

really cares he died on dope dealers
But that don't mean shit, cause a nigga like me pack a 9 and 3 clips
And I don't trust a soul from them nigga by my

Yeah you already know, this Trae mayn
Asshole By Nature, Slow Loud And Bangin'
Doing my motherfucking thang
Feel what I'm saying
This here, for my

This that Off Beat And Righteous
Hope your soul gon' like this
Right on
Roj Mahal Trash Mahal
 
Mesmerized by the twinkle in the eye of a child

So this is the new frontier
No way I'm gonna make it here
Algorithm ain't got no soul
Toss another album in a hole
New beat with a funky twist

I've been to the mountains and yes I've seen the sea
And love that blue sky overhead it sets my soul at ease
Its those fields of endless flowers

things that exist that are not
At the level of my coffee cup
There are things which exist
At different levels of being

Obviously, Santa Claus exists

by my grind like the shaker
Mind my behavior
I park the car for the valet
Set the table for the waiters
Totally self sufficient with a
Whole lot

score of lace
[lace]

One and three arguments, symphony in a storm
sung by souls of three little shelters
[shelters]

Just one, and one, and just
just

working on a building
Not made by man

My soul is happy
My soul is happy
My soul is happy
Happy
Happy

Take it by force and say
Enough is enough
Take it by