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lights, thats what pops say
Tryna go global over night, give me front page 
So tell me, why I’m bothered by this lil’ minutiae
Same reason you wear

Every story has an end
I just have one request about this record in particular
The two of you have to take a page out of my book
I'm on empty, my

him "Huh I don't know about that I believe in a higher power but I don't think that You've got the answers"
I don't think anybody does
Religion is not

talking about sleep it's the eternal peace
The devil be wanting my soul (Aye)
He be tempting me with them hoes (Aye)
I'm gon pullup with glocks, then I'm

believe in seeds, only the forms they find it

Feel like I'm waiting for transformations
I judge my art by my own impatience
And my manhood
How can I define

The following pages
Consist of a story back in the dark ages
Of a great creature who shall remain nameless
Always was tameless
Terrible greatness

and looking for his pager 
What's in the news today did we find a saviour
Nah I'm just looking for some part time labor 
By the way did you remember put the gas

confused and want get summoned by the enemy
So I gaze in the sun until it's 10 of me
You get confused and want to ruin all our tendencies
Don't understand,

it, I'm out the closet, I got a lot a pride
But I'm just getting by
So what do you expect me to do?
I'm out here trying to learn myself while I'm trying

Every sip that you take
Makes it harder to think 
Baby's hitting her brink 
Getting close to propulsion 
Telling me about shit 
That will lead

the greatness of success
I've been depressed
I live with it
Comin' back and I feel with it
What's an album? I'm done with it
Just afraid to see it fly by
Think

box
Y'all ain't bout that shit you speak about, you just tweet a lot

Smokin' on your album, puff puff, I'm a rasta
This ain't even pressure, you ain't

a song about moving on in life does not give you guarante that I'll be the one that is moving on and going on and living the dreams

Imma leave my home

My dreams keep passing me by
The skies fall calling my name
And all I ever do is deny
Cuz I'm not dying in vain
The rain clouds tell me to cry
But it's

the ruff
Lord finesse is making it for the ruff
My man perfection
Showbix and ag are definitely making it for the ruff
And in case you don't know by now

that's how we living
I can't help feeling
Just a little accented
Uh
Yeah uh
Give you a glimpse
About where my minds at
Gold links on
The God Complex
Drown

crazy, Never fugazi ​
Fresh to death, like I'm hades​
Crème de la crème
You're not my friend ​
And I'll be back​
Mister green will be back again​


Albums

mind
An archaeologist, dusting off ancient relics
Lyrical gems, taken from ancient tombs
Rhymes killed in the womb
By these capitalist baboons
Destroying

"So, about that tip"
I say, "When you go home, watch where you step so you don't trip"

A man on the street approached me for a match
He was tall

Instinct

Tha Mexakinz

Tha Mexakinz

1996

Or a matter of give or take and break burning elevation
Ignite the flight by higher learning, concerning
Granting you abilities like think  
Motions first

the butters friend of the group there's nothing more to me
Judge a book by its cover like everyone pause and see
Can open up all the pages but they'll be blank

JC's
I'm not about upstaging
I write these songs and I keep 'em God centered
Cause without Him dawg I can truly do nothing
You don't know how much I love

so
Time it really doesn't know
Unless it's with the flow then I suggest you let it go

Time is pressure
Worry about it much lesser
Bad 4 your health

Blue School

Blue Scholars

Blue Scholars [Bonus Tracks]

the fruit
Pluck the most succulent, and suck upon the juice
So what's up with you, frequently they ask
Been hibernating writin till the last page cypherin