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the same old,
now I'm Dropping statements
from only Dropping Typos,
knock you off your feet,
1 by 1 DOMINOS
Swervin past next
to you, goodbye Adios
I do

These shadows floating around
In my mind
Trying get through it
I numb it instead
The voices I fed
What's going on in your head
What's in my head
It's all

Life doesn't end
'Cause when I dream I know I'm gon' fly (I will fly)
Still gon' try if I fail every time (Every time)
Nineteen years old but lived

On the floor

You left me with no choice I
Forgot what your voice sounds like
I took shorty down to all of the old spots that we went to
Even to a drive right by

Eardrum

Scapegoat Wax

Swax

2002

looking at me in a dumb and funny way
But come to find out your crew was some 12 year old runaways

Mentally, I am of the 23rd Century
Technically

It's Adap on the mix

Old news, stand behind you huh
For you, I get popped four shots huh
Na curse, back the hell off shoo
This is what you d
Hand

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[INTRO: Kardinal Offishall (Female voice)]
So what's going on?
(Well, you know.  Things have been happening)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
You always talk that

to the O, to the N, E, why
Do you act so jealous when I'm passing by
I'm an old sport with a polo on
I hope when I snort that it don't go wrong
Ladidadi, I

plan got my drake on
Suddenly my voice deep, got the bass on
Heartbeat accelerated cuz the race on
But no brakes young man got my game on

Walk over

doesn't  
Take shit for granted He knows what he has and he  
Knows it's a voice. A voice he can use to show  
Love when these kids get confused by abuse
I

generation like those destroyed when little boy dropped
Utility bills kill joy,been apprehensive since my voice dropped
Worried that I'll scuttle from

We gone break the old regime if we only think supreme
Remember you're black
Free from the ghetto ground you're gold be bold
I'm the voice of Nkrumah

By stepping down
President Mubarak responded to
The Egyptian people's hunger for change
And many questions remain unanswered
But I am confident, that

I'm dead
Living a life where hope hangs by a thread

Though I have company, it is as if I'm alone
Surrounded by faces, but my hearts turned to stone
In

This how we gon get it started
Yeah
Hey
Hey, yeah, hey yeah
What did I miss I'm 20 years old Felling big
Life is good I'm just chillin tryna live
I

your brain
Two hundred thousand dollar whips and chains
Crooked cops, Crips, crack cocaine
2Pac, Chris, I'm still feelin' the pain
Seven year old

I Am the Party

Million Dead

Song to Ruin

2003

police, manufacturing a constituency that doesn't answer back. i found these words in my bedroom underneath old magazines. and i found this voice in my

something more
But day by day I felt like she's the one with I wanna be old
I remember the day when we first talked on a phone
Heard her voice, fell in love

We're living difficult times
We're beyond this horizon
Dreaming of great escapes by running around in circles
But I'll get used to flaws 'cos grief

surrounded by his books
A serious, lonely and sad old man whose youth has passed him by

And Jim and Will conspire
To ride the carousel
Could set their souls

burn you just to get clean within 

I am so often deterred from my actual intent 
By distractions in a cellophane wrap 
And the cruel voice that

The Priziest Horse

Sole

Selling Live Water

I'm not the priziest horse or the classiest fighter
with shattered glass in my voice
writing my name on the wall with the fingers my highschool gave

over my shoulder

Top of the building, I'm high to the max
Think it's a feeling I cannot get back
You hear the thrill in my voice when I rap
Said what's