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and a pale face
my mind came with a failsafe
if shit got picked up by my brain waves 
I loaded and always aimed straight

everything I did was to stay sane

past times
Everything taken down from my culture
We're still beautiful eyes the beholder
Whatever you've done there is a reaction
Trust me I've never

blew me off the sofa
Dusted myself off picked up the controller
This wasn't a game it was Culture
Cause back in ninety five, we were influenced
By, only

my DM, वो करे type और (Type और)
Dollar की BM में चले drive by
घर है what I fight for
I have been on the mic all day
जब देखे, करू नशे, ठहरूं नी, uh
तो

culture's a bitch is what I heard

Right if I'm different, never judge me by your book
See what I wear and how I look might leave the in crowd shook
Like

shame
In the name of the the Father, the Soap
And the Holy Ghost, uh!

I'm at the top 'cause I'm a
Product of the culture of crunch
You're nothing but

Bang!

Analysis of a pop culture cultist
Honey-sweet idolatry of the purist
Each godling rotting on a pedestal
Their children gone feral
And their

culture's a bitch is what I heard

Right if I'm different, never judge me by your book
See what I wear and how I look might leave the in crowd shook
Like

Spanish Song

Tonedeff

Para Mi Gente: Estamos Unidos [2003]

2003

And that's my recommendation, I'm saving ya' from deterioration
By making replacements for inferior baseman
Players that never could play at the game they

say misery loves company
So every other psychopath come to me now
I know just how it feels to be out by yourself
When you feel so hollow, got you

by the culture of rap
A vulture of facts
Picked clean the sculpture of that
That being the lines out of a speaker
Crack feind, black teen that never

temporary
You’ll be gone by February
And I’ll be owning 2020
But I’ll never be a duplicate
I wanna be lucrative
A raw revolutionist, a fugitive
The voice

by chicks and this
Is the face they gave me
We'd drive back to Long Beach
With my tank on empty
And my my bank on empty
I had a quarter for a loosey

Traditions
Cooking up in grandma's kitchen
It's the food and the medicine
By the roots we've been given
Ancestral Traditions
Cooking up in grandma's kitchen

It’s not always what you say
But what you don’t
The silence speaks volumes but they won’t
Living day by day or pay to pay
And that’s the way they

a declaration, not a joke
My cave has no shadow of a doubt
Being held by this man like Plato's
Leave me alone when I say so

I'm carving away because Art is

of manipulating sounds and creating new music, sound effects, mixes and other creative sounds and beats
Typically by using two or more turntables and a cross

know what to call it
Fallen soldiers, all the legends dem
You feel me? Hang tight Smiley Culture
Ghetto, life that I'm living is ghetto
Day by day, in

giving me no play, so hey I guess I gotta change

The range of my past is replaced by my acts
Pass that, I'm a lyrical acrobat
Somewhere in between, too

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence
Two roads diverged in a wood and I
I took the one less traveled by
and that has

fuck it I don't wanna stare nigga I just wanna dance 
And dat was the culture
That didn't offset my mindset 
I wanted to vibe with the ones that ran

soldiers, all the legends dem, you feel me?
Hang tight Smiley Culture, man

Ghetto, life that I'm living is ghetto
Day by day, in the ghetto
Back in

I'm on a mission mission
I'm trying to change my whole position position
Made some goals now watch me get it get it
By speaking things into existence

fell
Nine planets, sun, moon, stars, heaven, and hell

God Shit Biatch

Welcome to Los Angeles nights
Where the darkest streets get lit up by