Lyrics:
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You lackin technique
The techniques
The techniques
Cause you just a sheep
Just a sheep
Just a sheep
Triple six 3 etched on my wrists
Death by
had no heat
And no not no one was blushing
Their technique was so damn right
All right, and
He read the note in the black light
He thought he
I was alone, I was all by myself
No one was looking, I was thinking of you
Oh yeah, did I mention I was all by myself
All by myself
All by myself
bodies are fished out
I'm wrecking niggas one-by-one but then I miscount
Mispronounced, how do LL bounce
And get ya shit bust? I turn ya fagots into
just stack funds yours is insufficient
That's why you mad huh?
Ever since I got a deal niggas hate me hard
So I keep a steel got no time to spar
Got no
put me in it, I win it
The mission is music and rhythm
Rhythm backed by words, all in my system
System by techniques, techniques I got my heart in
it, I win it
The mission is music and rhythm
Rhythm backed by words, all in my system
System by techniques, techniques I got my heart in
Heart into
She said she trained to be a dancer
But she had a proper job by day
Charlie Chaplin knew her father
Before he passed away
Asked could I help
expect?
I don't know
I don't care
I won't fall
I won't stare at a ho, less I know that I'm going to the mo-
T-t-tel, 'cause I'm lousy, technique is
Maybe they think I am naive
Because of my baby face
They don't know it's my technique
To survive in this place
Lover's easy poetry
Speaking
hold my own
Hard-hat protect your dome
Look at Mama baby boy acting like he grown
No time for sleep, I gets deep as a baritone
Killa bee, that be
Words cryptic like code
Whole squad solid
Never fold, bring the load
Illegal techniques
Hustlin' through the streets
Grindin' all day
Ain't no rest for
Spoken: What is the highest technique you hope to achieve
To have no technique !
Very good !
Whats your tough when facing another opponent
me with you everywhere
And when you think I can take no more (all long)
Just keep on going
If I let you have your way don't think I'm weak
You
Man whose head:
A - Knew about politburo facade behind 'Kicker'
C - Who stole cafe's collection box
B - Who applied cut-up technique literally
the same lame fame
You've obtained, you ought to be detained
By the hip-hop sheriff, locked up, no possibility
Of getting out because the shit you make is
Lola
I, said, yo Lola, swolla
Suave bola, Ayatollah
Saudi Arabia, Coca-Cola
My Rolex watch is ran by solar
Get down, peep my mic technique
Let's
say images have no feeling, I think there's a deeper meaning
Mechanical precision or so it's seeming
Instigates a cooler feeling
I love multiplicity
say images have no feeling, I think there's a deeper meaning
Mechanical precision or so it's seeming
Instigates a cooler feeling
I love multiplicity
her curd
When I act a bit tough I find no way the bird
I'm gonna be slumming, hummingbird, I'm gonna pass along the word
I'm gonna have my fun
[Technique]
By dawn's early light
I shine brighter than the stars in the night
And 'bout ready for a fight
Come noon, I've consumed enough
show you a freak's technique
I know that you're a freak, you're just discreet
Sugar check this out, this gon be a night to remember
I can tell by
call your girls
Don't be mad at me, excuse me baby, I'm freaky, girl
Sugar check this out, this gon' be a night to remember
I can tell by the way you
Watching days turn to nights, turn to weeks
Turn everything I got into techniques
My mechanical heart how it tears me apart
I miss it so much
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