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a savage and now I’m always writing rapping so it’s still so many lines 

She Joan of Arc got me burning up my own art 
What a way to live..
Always lit like

with the cool kids
Invisible to the world, so I'd express myself through music
This art is different forms of the same medium
Emotion in it's purity,

and self in time
Time tells this is the art of goodbye
My will makes me want to hide
My will it makes me want to fight
My goodness can't be compromised

My heart is on the line
I beat the love I feared
Inside my mind I cry
A matador
Impossible falling and getting out of my head
Cause I'd be damned if

What's a promise, if a lie
Would you read between the lines?
When you told me, "hold your fingers tight
And wish upon the eye"
Could you even tell me

These tiny ripples no middle lines
Crazy it's only at nights
That I see your presence

Authority love with no regulations
Thousands of words ripped out

Skills in the booth like a how-to audio tape
I spit art like Caravaggio paint, yo
The earth spins to refresh the dialectic
Temporary sounds turned

Beat Street

Grandmaster Flash

Grandmaster Flash Vs. the Sugarhill Gang

1997

and harmony
And where murals stand on walls so grand as far as the eyes are able to see, Ha!
I never knew art til I saw your face and there'll never be one

gracious, this is spacious
How you turn the Black Star line into a spaceship?
How you fit the MOMA in the carousel art?
How you take the big body make it

you look in between the lines
Defocus vision, outer lay

Can you see an aura now
Creating things you never knew

Take the vibes and music out
Exporting

Minor Thing

Red Hot Chili Peppers

By the Way

2002

You've got your bit part, Mozart
Hot dart acceleration
Pop art, pistol chasing
Catfight intimidation
Oh, oh, oh, oh

To read a mind you've got

Beat Street

The Sugarhill Gang

The Greatest Hits [Sequel]

2000

and harmony
And where murals stand on walls so grand as far as the eyes are able to see, Ha!
I never knew art til I saw your face and there'll never be one

waiting on my time
Need to brush some of these bitches off of my line
You been laying low, we ain't heard from you in time
Don't worry bout me, don't

Thought I was gon' rhyme that
No you didn't time that
Yo that's where the line's at
Look at my shows
Look how long that the line's at
All the way

lines and its going goal
I'm killing I'm at they neck
Pay with your life if not respect
My pin is mighty please just count down ref
Ironic they tried

raps lines without cares, lil mudafucka blessed by the dow there. with skills of conquest, dope from the onset, freestyle a thesis, ur frees are

concrete maze
He stays hard at these bars
Like he knows all the dark arts
Dropping all nine planets in his shopping cart
End of the line I blow up your mind

of art, from the heart, let the record play

Gotta keep my life going for them better reasons
Not a way to to talk to him for a better reason
Lines shooting

swear I heard that line before
It doesn't take a detective to find signs and explore
You write with RhymeZone on your iPhone and ignore
The art form

SHIT
Wanna snort lines, and bang slit
Oh
How crass of me
Go ahead and cancel me
Or get yacked out and dance with me
You think you know me
Baby, go ahead

I'll paint for you a picture of love
I'll paint it there upon the wall
A work of art that all will see
Just how much your loving means to me

I'm

I'll paint for you a picture of love
I'll paint it there upon the wall
A work of art that all will see
Just how much your loving means to me

I'm

Oh man, we're all ready at the end
The Art of Happiness
Syllable sensei
Running through your dojo like Netero
Wielding the syntax off the tips of my

lord of flies
Bruised thighs, get me high
Hearse ride, end of line
Brain fried, tell me why
Close your eyes, turn to ice
Say hello to Jesus Christ