Lyrics:
that song on the radio fade before I ever open the door
And it's a Xerox copy, identical twin of the 24 hours before
Baby in the meantime
In
Roll!
Roll with the wind!
Roll!
Roll with the wind!
Clarity was lost in the guts of the Xerox machine
Say what you need
Say what you mean
Don't keep me
mass, licensed to obey
Xerox days to acceptance
Decline accelerates into prejudice
They want to piece of your skin
Pump it safer than, than a suicide
Copper-Filled
Pockets, never net a man
Who don't hate it
So let it be stated
Niggas couldn't fade it with an
Edit
And Xerox M.C.'s
Are pathetic, they
Copper-Filled
Pockets, never net a man
Who don't hate it
So let it be stated
Niggas couldn't fade it with an
Edit
And Xerox M.C.'s
Are pathetic, they
be fake
It's the real thing
The real thing
Nothing but the real thing
It's real
You can xerox the Mona Lisa
Deadpan Da Vinci in every detail
dinner on his table set
With cuts he concocts and the party rocks
DJ's want to Xerox it out the box
A professional performer, wheels of steel trainer
the revolution will not be televised
The revolution will not be televised
The revolution will not be brought
To you by Xerox
In 4 parts without commercial
black brother
But I'm knockin imitators out the box
Because you couldn't copy Kane if your name was Xerox
I'm like the God in light, some
building, you're lucky if the light's not out
But, baby, now you look like a Xerox of yourself.
The kids are free, now all they need is a gift from their
building, you're lucky if the light's not out
But, baby, now you look like a Xerox of yourself
The kids are free, now all they need is a gift from their
oughta quit it, quit it for sure
Slidin' by on Xerox thinkin' we don't know
That's the luck if the rhythm can't stand in the place
The only thing that's
The poster boy for Xerox and a role model for parasites
You serve no purpose, you're purely decorative
And bore us to death with your auditory sedatives
No,
dinner on his table set
With cuts he concocts and the party rocks
DJ's want to Xerox it out the box
A professional performer, wheels of steel trainer
dinner on his table set
With cuts he concocts and the party rocks
DJ's want to Xerox it out the box
A professional performer, wheels of steel trainer
weaving up words weeded up, on my work shift
Xerox, my X-ray-diation holes extra large
X-height letters and xylophone tones
Yellow back, yak mouth,
the orthodox
Non Xerox hip hop chatter box
It was dope first crack out the box with Scott LaRock
How MC's are washed up like sweat socks
Krs-1 makes
a record spinner winner, that you can bet
Eats DJ's for dinner on his table set
With cuts he concocts and the party rocks
DJ's want to Xerox it out
magic
(I want to be) I want to be tragic
I wish I could just Xerox
(This is the paradox)
(You're waves) You're waves (in my brain) in my brain
(We
weaving up words weeded up, on my work shift
Xerox, my X-ray-diation holes extra large
X-height letters and xylophone tones
Yellow back, yak mouth,
of mine
I'm hauling up the data on the Xerox line
Then it's code in the data, give the keyboard a punch
Then cross-correlate and break for some lunch
the orthodox
Non Xerox hip hop chatter box
It was dope first crack out the box with Scott LaRock
How MC's are washed up like sweat socks
Krs-1 makes
Xerox the style
Then that's infringin' on my copy, right?
It's the bottom of the 9th with no extra innings
And we all in the game tryin' to collect our
veiled as national interest
With cold hearts paid to lie
Be made a happy xerox
Be a number four or five
You gotta make a statement of intent
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