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“Wait!” The small blue shouts, running to the counter.
“Shows about to start up again,” a heavy, sweating blue says closing up the gate. The little blue

a hard working student
I got influenced by my peers, and I started acting stupid
Got obsessed with my image
No longer playing soccer during lunch with kids

had no cash with a dream maintain by any means
I'm forever straight solid not no featherweight
Same dudes talkin' we was on the same unit they never ate

Farthing elation exacerbating your hatred
Aching to break the plaster surrounding the inner Daedalus
Watching all of your children get cremated by the rays

wanted better
But she only wanted cheddar
So her and her kids can
Have everything they wanted forever
So I don't blame her but I'm
Filled with so much

there's something in the fridge
Man this G Funk, it's speaking to a brother through the lid, yea
Forever from the Island i'm an East Coast kid
Even half

Nite, yeah

Ayo kid, for years I've been into rap
Writing funky rhymes to get my name on the map
And by now I know I'm hitting
'Cause I say a rhyme

playin a show
I ain't ever gonna sugar coat stuff you know
I think I be the flyest kid up, up on the block
Cause when I see them, all them jaws drop
I am

Not a quitter (tho) I considered it many times /



Can be a handful…(but) lead by example /

Show my kids how ta fight when there is ample /



Reason

breath
Caused by nigga with a bullet proof vest
Goddamn
We been going through this forever goddamn
Black rain drops on my leather goddamn
Tear drops fall

kid
I could do the shows on road
Hope you know they still listen to my older shit
None of family is getting touched
Cause like a natural disaster I will

Cheddar cheese, chicken, getting this bread
Can't be broke forever I'd rather be dead
Got one in the head you ain't using your brain
Bro in the back

lively goals
Niggas looking for the bitches While they kids be rocking holes
I can't make it up most y'all niggas Backwards and it shows

Came thru in that

This ain't a twinkle twinkle little star
But this may be the fattest track by far
And still the competition is, eager to listen
I keep shooting,

plate
And don't tell me no lies, I can see by that look on your face
Know that you want me to die
Round in my city i'm good, my family my burdens my hood

when aggressive towards inside ones
When inside show up innocent no clue of what up with the outside ones
People put inside outside make inside kid feel

clean, when I got it from the dirt
I just pulled up to the show, dressin' like I'm goin' to church
This is music or it's nothin' shoot my shot like it's

something
Holding down the legs so he doesn't kick
Let me show you how getting close to death can feel
You'll never chew again you'll forever have to blend

Season
Pause
Safe to say I made it through the fog
Applause
Ain't given but I'm Driven
By these gifts like Clause
Santana Bandana
My antenna with the same

the south—but my parents from the north
So I think that really means I caught a mixture of the force
What's divorce do to kids when they think that shit's they

Dance With the Devil

Immortal Technique

Revolutionary, Vol. 1

2001

Checking the young chicks, looking for hit and run prospects
He was fascinated by material objects
But he understood money never bought respect
He build

by calling these niggas bluffs
But I got no hope for the fake Niggas really tried to play the kid on the regular
I was a reflection of they

easy.
And if I'm winning then it's
big and the crews doing
bits no handouts or taking lift.
We're building brick by bit. 
Been a hustle since a kid for

our breath over
Lets get it kid, runnin' fast
Out of service
Away from our future but
Without you, I'd be nervous so
Come and get it
Let's go get better