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Conscience, forced to fucking beg for mercy, spare me and let feel a thing
I never wanted this
I never really understood any of this shit
Take me to the edge,

in a house by the sea

They say home is a place where you're needed
Then I am home now, but I am leaving
To feel my feet being kissed by

the smoke
You being good
I leave blood everywhere
Like Inglewood
I'm a mechanic
I be in the hood
Stick talk
Am I understood?
Clear ice on me
Make

the whole world lying in my palms
That's on God
I can't change who I am, but I can show you what it took
Tried to show 'em who I am, but they never understood

I wake up every morning, as I sleep off the work
Gets stopped by every streetlight, running late and my boss a jerk
And I ain't got no money, even

So high
It's all the way you take it in
But I won't wait
For you to stop on by
Once everything turns right

Well listen here
This is the voice up in

When I Was Young I Never Understood 
Why My Mama Always Said That You Are Good 
Now I'm Doing What I Never Could 
Telling People In My Neighborhood

So Many Teachers

Poor Righteous Teachers

Holy Intellect

1990

Verse 2
[Wise]
I am a teacher
some what symbolic to a king
Some disagree when I state this
I where a crown 
Which represents the knowledge of the teacher

the mission, I think that that shit understood
By the time that I'm done with my bitch, I leave her ass fucking shook
It ain't my fault that your last man was

and around it
The precision of tears,
And the desire to believe
I'm not seeing ice in your eyes.

(I am not sure)

I am not sure if I want to forget you. 
But

Fightin in the Club

Tity Boi

Self Explanatory

2004

then get out the spot
Ay black..creep out to the ride get ya shit out and cocked
In fact I'm posted by the bar like the hood-star that I'am
Don't make

Yeah 
I wanna pop a tan 
I wanna go to France 
I want a spliff as green and tall as peter peter pan 
You know what I am, i be the fuckin' the man 
I

to comprehend
And nobody understood that frightened, silent kid
Apart from men who said they would
If you'd be subservient in bed
I am always living out
My own

The Knock (Drums of Death), Pt. 2

UNKLE

Psyence Fiction

1998

versatile
Cause it's me, M-I-K-E to the D
Getting down, U-N-K-L-E
For this you pay a fee
It's not for free
We're coming to the end of the century

myself curled up on the floor
Tetanized and eyes riveted on this spectacle
I am drawn from my morbid reverie by a detail

Why does pods still eject from

Yeah
It's been three years and I've missed y'all
I'm back
K to the Y to the A to the N

Back again, I'm feeling good
K to the Y to the A to the N

myself to go off track 
Stay back, I got the power, I'm-- 

[Chorus:]

Jack the Ripper, a man, not a myth 
A-k-a James Todd Smith 
Hard like

type?

She asked, "Is that pronounced N-Y-C?", no
That's a niche
Rock Clavin Klein so she can see K
I'm still doing one-twenty on the freeway
She still

live by its wise voice feelings

Mistakes made me who I am
I walked the hard way but I don't feel the regrets

I listen to voice; I follow to it commends

The stars are hard at work 
Illuminating the crooked path called my life  

Facing my own reflection inside the water   
I am left to wonder why wander

I am feral

Aye lil baby lemme see ya Sonrisa
Get you in the states you ain't even need a visa
I'ma get the k ice cold like Freeza
Bouta get bag, oh

Hahahahaha...
T'cha t'cha, that boy is a t'cha

I want you all to understand I'm down with BDP
I got so many styles, but I'm not an MC
I am a teacher

Kellogg's Special K
Dreaming of the women that are waiting in the world
I am the great procrastinator
I am the great procrastinator
I guess it's Monday

Kellogg's Special K
Dreaming of the women that are waiting in the world
I am the great procrastinator
I am the great procrastinator
I guess it's Monday