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Word play is just an illusion
Hypnotized by the television
My names been shot out your mouth
Northern drawl not from the south
Gates of hell guarded by

turned as a place of oppression
Dumb we are, cuz we choose'em by elections
Creating problems before selling us solutions
Starvation, conflicts and disease

money, had it on my wish list (on my wish list)
I was taking out change, dimes, quarters, pennies
I don't know if he is a witness, I might have to kill

the cash
Rap math
Back to back
Add one
And play that back
Yeah
I keep Green by the Cee-Lo
Nobody work harder than me though
Just smoked me a blunt but I need

strikes and the one gets right two it
By three'o clock the dream feel a little too lucid
You see, way befour rap, I would ponder translucence
And only take

Paranoid so I sleep with a toaster close by
My secondary cause first is praying to the most high
Boy I'm legendary for never catching a drug charge

birthday was 34 now it's a three five

It's a eighth in it
I don't like Florida coins I'm dodging the state penny
They keep asking where I been check

up south and down north I am lost, 
Winning it twice and giving three times to God, 
Ivor on track and sure that he's worth a billion racks, 
Like

write a book what's the name how to trap again
We was down by three I brought us back we on that map again
Fuck it bring some papers and some grab we

fighting for my cause with another twenty-four
I been, hold on
Look
Okay, midnight strikes and the one gets right two it
By three'o clock the dream feel

fly by
Shots goin off
For columbine high
Little white kids
Takin walks
On the crime side
Never come back
Type of thing
Turn america black
Are you ready

a hundred pennies to bring
Saw a man that stands for nothing, and falls for anything
Who you Lovin'

(scratches by just blaze)
Who you lovin' who you

They Got Me

John Forté

Poly Sci [Clean]

1998

C.I.'s
Truth or die, shoot the five, uncivilized to B.Y.'s
Muffled lives, like a pit bull at will
Sit still, or you're shook real, why'all niggas need

Hit the Jackpot

Underground Sound Unit

The Next Chapter: Strictly Underground

1995

presenting the one and only, USU...

Hook:
You can't win if you don't play, HEY HEY HEY (x3)
Looks like it's time to get paid we hit the jackpot

Zeb:

Smokin' Needles (forever, motherfuckers)
More hits than the Beatles

Not tryna express sorrow, mourn full acquainted
The name of the golden era, though,

Why the Psych. Can't Do It

Ganksta N-I-P

Interview With a Killa

1998

about?

As I go in a rage
Shoot inside the crowd, make em scatter like Raid
Don't give a fuck, bitch duck, he fell in the lobby
Pick up a needle now

rise
I rose
Sit the fuck down
If you aint gonna wise up
See me
Had to find my nose
Sniffed it all out
Get the fake ones lines up

You and you and you

with me, I know you wanna stay

Why can't I drink my money away, see the pennies way down, down in my tummy
Cigarettes no more, no way
Unless you pay

down the top 3 industries
They got billions in budget to advertise
To make it look like shit we wanna buy
Ads be color specific
Just to, ply in your

he lays down all these beats, I was lost
Until I found him I was close to the sauce
Inspiration at cost of a relation a friend and now we rap together

Laying you down to sleep, for 2 decades of your own hell
It looks like Wise is lacking luck, let's throw a Penny in the well
It's prime time for

by Circle K and we cuffed all the Sprites

We just Downtown bullshittin
We just downtown bullshittin
Trying not to swerve too much the cops out/ Off

Took a fake bar, now my vision's like a kaleidoscope
Y'all preaching God, but get molested by the holy pope
They up on my dick like it got

know I got it, baby, that's on me
Ballin' with no jumper when I shoot, hittin' all threes
Say she brought a friend including me, now that makes three