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to find
Especially those inside your own mind

I stare at the stars by night
Wondering what they hold
I stare at what I become
As I slowly grow old

So many

tracks mane
Guess they wanna see fire in these bars and verses
They just wanna feel, all the heat coming from me
They just wanna see, murder, crime,

be blind
Just see inside of minds, I gets unkind
I'm like a psychic, I don't give a fuck if you like this
We here to party, had a little music

moon
Jukebox plays on, drink by drink
cnd the words of every sad song seem to say what I think
cnd it hurt inside of me, ain't never gonna end
Oh, but

moon
Jukebox plays on, drink by drink
And the words of every sad song seem to say what I think
And its hurt inside of me, ain't never gonna end
Oh, but

Beautiful Struggle

Talib Kweli

The Beautiful Struggle

2004

there's a date you gotta sell it by
Otherwise it just expires and spoils
And these folks jump out the pot when the water too hot
'Cause the fire boils

there's a Heaven, you would think they'd let ya speak to your son
Maybe she has in the form of a baby's laugh
I heard passin' by in a stroller remindin'

to find a way to stop
This feeling deep inside
But I just cant stop the feeling
That I'm running out of time

I look inside my self to see
A weakened raging

really know though
Money coming in it's by the boatload
Now they looking like a couple bozos
Saggin' on the track I got 'em so low (You never know)
But you

just keeps on blowing
And I'm losing track of ships
that pass me by
Oh, are you doing any better?
Are you somewhere lost
inside the same big sky?

that

the fast lane and I won't stop
You ain't nothing but talk
You couldn't hang on the rope by ball
This life that I live
It ain't for the weak
Got my roddy

The Militia

Gang Starr

Full Clip: A Decade of Gang Starr

1999

and trife
Some die by the gun, some die by the knife
It's alright, like a game of spades I'm trump tight
Premier hit me with music to ensure that it thump

from inside
Your mind
Or am I out of time?
I'll follow you by land and sea
Tell you how I feel
Removing the doubt from inside your mind
Or am I, am I out

running tracks inside my mind
Trying to get it all together but I'm always losing track of time
Trying to make it out this shit alive
Like I know what to do

drained out sorrow
I feel a poisonous drill inside everytime I lost the track
Should I just turn back blind as I use to be
The old golden veil is gone

obsessed, by the sounds, the track possess
Intellectual, killer, special majestical
Ropin up the devils have em hangin from my testicles
Nowhere to run

people ain't no room to breathe
Surrounded by murderous felons, drinks and bags of weed
I swing at ya and get fly with the M-I
I'm automatic trample in

and trife
Some die by the gun, some die by the knife
It's alright, like a game of spades I'm trump tight
Premier hit me with music to ensure that it thump

food
Led by the light of Luna
To the stash! Bonus smash!
Wake the neighbor dog, wake the neighborhood.
He can scurry fast even though it doesn't seem he

Think about you on the daily 
Counting up my blessings 
I got a confession 


cin't the one for stressing 
My love you'll never question 
You bring out

on the world 
And trusting what's inside of you
Pretty little things

Well now the years gone by
Gotta a little off track
You take your eyes off the road
Driving

alone at night
I wish I had you, wish I had you by my side
Keep my feelings, keep my feelings locked inside
Can't trust nobody keep my feelings out

the track
Race to triumph everywhere
Adrenaline soaring through
Every step closer to fame
Glory's chase in full view
Lifted by the roaring flame
Fly high

Modified toaster
Swallow my
Whole dick
Overqualified
I get the bonus, yeah
Brooklyn's favorite
Bed-Stuy voice nigga
I don't have an inside voice! Nah
Outside