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roulette by yaself on a trip to Mars
I break atoms in the same fashion I spit these bars
Put barbwire on my mic rip it tight till it slips and scars

Artist: KRS-One album: Adventures In Emceein
Song: What's Your Plan?

Yeah we live this
It gets kinda hard sometimes
Tryin to help those who dissin

a body condom
Industry cats hop on your dick
Dog like ticks y'all sick naw? I spit RU-486
Wasn't down from the jump then get lost
I've been flossed by some

Skills

Evidence

Defenders of the Underworld

1999

got some muscle in your step
Cause yo I step behind
Steppin' lightly with no footprints oh...
I didn't know you and your peers practice
Abstinence

on the console, making it feel better
Sunny to ill weather, I'm a all-season pro
All-terrain flow, shift five gears with four-by-four
On the go in the fast lane

if I'm out of the game and watching my son, my nigga I'm squeezing, yeah
Since I was a youngin' I knew I was it before I put my feet in
Everything that

I mean I finally did an album still they undecided
I mean he cool, do he really think he gonna make it
Only time he ever snap is on a Snap,

surrounded by you vegetables
You ain't in my level check the pedestal
Ya Settling on reaching to the top for a clean spot that's Rasheed Wallace
Need to feed

know some
How come a cool cat like you is by your lonesome?’
Woah, leave me alone hoe
Bell, Biv, DeVoe-ing I’m here to drink poison
I’ve been tip-toeing

that
I'll search for truth but don't preach to the mass 
I just do what it do 
Flow so sick got the flu in the booth 
This that new and improved 
Im

of broken soul
Stepped on an open hole
And down I go
There's something in the way
A bit of aching heart
Pierced by a poison dart
And down I go

Goddammit, I

I got a goal, an objective, I be controlled in my method
I might wear it out until it's old and decrepit
I will paint that picture like Frida Kahlo
I

I'm That N***a

Erick Sermon

Music [Clean]

2001

and thundering, uh
Me and Redman be up in Hell's Kitchen daily
I see a few rap cats around there barely
Scared to get out the car
While I keep it real like Buckwild

Leaving

Marah

Float Away with the Friday Night Gods

2002

& choke & gag
When the air we breathe becomes poison dope
We leave in the morning with blood by our side
Seeking happiness & long lost hope
We dream

the Fam now, I'm damn proud
So fuck a fad, how we be fitting in tryina stand out?
So don't mind my ways, get a little bit tired these days
Sick of dealing

you write the whites skip right to half time
I gotta eat that jungle cat before i hit baby I'ma get mine
Im like my ancestors in the field but im

too)
Other day it was a fighting population
This lil' dude try to shank me with a Popsicle stick
Almost got his face knocked out by this West Coast cat

too)
Other day it was a fighting population
This lil' dude try to shank me with a Popsicle stick
Almost got his face knocked out by this West Coast cat

of the hustla

(chorus)

(cassidy)
yeah i go by the name of B.A.R.S
My album be in stores November the 6
It's celebration time
Ne-Yo, Kanye, Swizz Beats, i

never seen someone edit kid; Im hella bent on chasing my dreams; don't need no melatonin Ive been sleepin on all of you fake cats; I don't need no glock

been ethereal
Music' where I find a better healing outcome
I could best sell a novel
Rather write an album
The cats out the bag and it
Hopped in

energy. 

You're at war for these mini me's against our enemy. 
The awesome powers of distraction in this brand new century They're on attack consistently.

Yo
You know I'm just chilling out here
3 am in Brooklyn
I'm in the studio late night working
A lot of people telling me when the album dropping?
I'm

timelines
Mrs. Debra cried when her son was young
Cuz his palms ain't have a long lifeline
I lost my dog to the streets
But street cats live in dog years
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