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Think

Mercury Rising

Building Rome

1998

justified our fears. 
But now the decades pass like years. 
As technology and science suffocate taboos art and religion often lose

Do I think for myself?

I'm Still #1

Boogie Down Productions

Playlist: The Very Best of KRS-One

2010

still takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I

Trainwreck
from Disconnect by Calling All Captains
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outchea
Feedin' you with this rap album, but what that amount to?
I'd rather lounge with them
Playing records out a sound system, Morty on the couch

Like a roth ira my flow grows with time
I studied the greats I still study their primes
My favorite Jay album was the black album
Nothing was

Weathered soul and battle scars
Fighting shells with shadow hearts
A glimpse of light in a filling void
A parasite among shallow art

Leviathan by virtue

seen by Black Thought
All I gotta do is grind to the end
'cause a single year of rappin' ain't gon' buy you a Benz
If you listen for the chorus, don't be

backwards
Poet lives matter
I know that I've spattered over-sexualized chatter at low hazard
I'm multi-tasking, soul is fighting back
As I hold it by the last

Hey guys

Let me start by apologizing to you
For the way everything went down
On Saturday i had a statement typed
Ready to post to you
Guys but

periods: algebra, poetry, biology, art, history. Seventeen hands writing on whiteboards or taking notes at their desks until the first gunshot at 2:21pm. One

through
I can go back in time by digging through theses shelves

Another album slightly in the red
Still I know they'll carry on

It's surely tempting to go

The well endowed, is tired often
Move along
There's nothing to see here
But an album art abandoned
'Cause the music it was for
Was never finished
Or at least

just turned 10 my friend

10 years grinding
What have I done with all of that timing
Mastered the art of this rhyming
Spit hard and I passed

now
The Art of Nostalgia, that's what I'm talking about
So many things changed in a year, I don't talk out loud
Instead I keep it all to myself
'Cause

Testimonial Year

Hilltop Hoods

Calling

2004

to perfect this art,
When Next left the group it near broke my heart,
But then Debris stepped up as the DJ,
A super team spearheaded by PJ,
Chasing dreams like

My faith's the forefront of my career
I put it in drive, now I'm in gear
I used to be ruled by fear
Now I'm wise above my years
I've been through too

assumption

Listen to my album and you’ll feel how I function

Cuz my rap career is vital and it’s under construction

But it’s just me by myself, all alone in

Our father who art
In heaven hallowed be thy name
See I just wanna tell you
Thankyou cause you
Always stayed the same
And I know that I've never
Been

The album opens with Smoking A Poem, a piece that was written many years ago but still holds its own, maybe because poets continue to be a rare

fighting
Caged up with shit thats biting,
Our heels are turning wheels
To the river residing.
By our homes it's dividing,
Do you know where were siding?

of the Innovation yeah NYC we don't play.

Supersonic Im matrixing my ability

the curse of competence

Yeah man hunted by creativity. Welcome to the album yeah man

February 21st my birth certificate stated
Ten years to the date Malcolm X was assassinated
And like him I can still feel the jealousy and hatred
From

aching in my chest
Only gave myself max
Ten years left to live

Selling all my art to the highest of bidders
something demonic he went by the devil

and all I can say is that
I hope to God that you're not dealing with the same shit
By the time that you're grown, or just by the time you're here in general