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Step one
Get everyone's attention
A powerful, majestic start
Maybe battle horn of some kind?

Step two, drums
There has to be drums
It doesn't

been begging me to buy 

But I never buy

He still there, calling me "Redman"

Like I never left


Trinidad!

We dig out your eye, dig out your eye, dig

righteousness 
cnd looked down on everyone else, 
Jesus told this parable
Two men went up to the temple to pray, 
One a Pharisee and the other a tax collector.

stops often, I jot my observations, watchin'
Citizens walkin' off of the Joe Metropolitan
Proletariats and wayward sons
With old Filipino men speakin' in

out for me
I ran over and he grabbed me by the face mask
Very sternly, with conviction like a pastor did he preach
He said, "this will be the last play

River City youth'll be fritterin' away
I say, your young men will be fritterin'
Fritterin' away their noontime, suppertime, choretime too
Get the ball

test me I will not fail 
The interviewer smirks, and with one thumbs up, sends Jonathan to acrobat hell 
Dusk till dawn, and the days were long, not

ye)

These are the
Stories that will never make it to the news
Under the sun they said that there was nothing new
And bad men come in numbers
But

Emancipate your brain, say I am not a SLAVE
I will not obey, you will not control what I say
Say it over and over, and let it sink in
Like 2 Kings 9:37

Cold World

M.O.P.

The Legends Underground, Vol. 5

2008

at the biggest crack spots
Raised around killers so eventually I popped shots
(Make em feel your real) Niggaz stop playin on the real
Fuck around you get your

So many shows, good to be back in the studio
Shakin' the dust off
I got so much, so much fuckin' shit inside me
I gotta get out
Yo

It's kind

tension...a couple of questions about some birds you chose that I will never ever mention. My point is, you were always by my side, through the formative best

recreation, feel the penetration, puncture in your lung, I'll punch you in your
Mug, for thinkin' you's a thug, but my gun will send a slug in your general

'm afraid of going to hell

VERSE 2: PRESSURE
This will be my last confession,
Liberty can leave harsh impressions,
I have little faith forgive me for my past

spouse like big shininess
I'm tempted to get you dust off forensics, ten in your chest
What your men did, I'll end shit
Straight lines and its monitored

dimensions moved forward as the fourth rotated perfectly
And I'm still there in it, are you
Even if I'm by myself back there forever it will do

Never did

somebody who stops to listen, but now and then somebody really gets involved, and starts to dance. One warm summer evening, a woman takes off her shoes

roll by my own man 
My circle is small cause to many people will step on ur head to ball /that why fall /
The one that be doing the least mount of work

got tired of living life like a suspect
Trust this, guaranteed that when I speak
These coward men be listening
there bitches man
These lyrics that I

drunk
You ain’t gotta get high
That’s the devil saying that you need
A hit to get by it’s not worth it
'cause you know I wanna see you fly
'Cause

Shabop Shalom

Devendra Banhart

Smokey Rolls Down Thunder Canyon

2007

(Yes, I swear I will)

Your sweet supple breasts are golden ghettos, soft statues in stilettos. Two wise men instead of three.

Whenever I'm in a foul

You just ready to pull
Out on the enemy
He might not be a friend
But I guarantee 2 grown men can reconcile
In the end
You're not born in sin
But a soul

I'll never stop the fight
Haunted by my past but I promise I'm gonna be all right
Hard to really understand cuz I won't let nobody in
Things I've seen

to the new alphabet and Alphabet
Sundar Pichai is the one runnin' it
The gays get a month
But go blind when it's easter
Take it in the Keister
While you double