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this is more than dreads
Jah preserve life Hail King Selassie as the head
I serve the Conquering Lion man not only live by bread

Rastafari the highest

blunt while I light mine
Back black lives to get white wine, just know they'll never care about you at the right time
But they will cower

diploma i stood on what i said
First year a hundred plus i want a whip i need a crib
You only get one shot i'm walking pass 8 miles to live yeah yeah
Hate

crush everything that touch
Better trust that this girls on fire
You don't wanna get burnt by the blaze
You don't wanna get stuck in my way
Ain't no

you question everything that you see
Back in the day 
I contemplated how today would could be
Then literally I saw fruition demonstrated to me
I always

It's not what it sounds I'm just a musician
But keep your suspicions, because get in my way and you'll see a tactician
In all my wisdom, shots hit

The Man on the Flying Trapeze

Reader's Digest Children's Treasury

Signature Series: Children's Classics

2004

and Alaska
I went to this fellow the blackguard and said 
I'll see that you get your deserts
His thumb to his nose he put up with a sneer  
He sneered once

to school
Be calm and cool don't be no fool
I'm talkin to northern, northwestern, and central too
K.C. and Choice we gonna rock for you
I'm sayin peace to my

back from the dead again, I am The Revenant

Man, life is a struggle, you know what it be like (for real)
So I gotta get it, I'm sure you can see why

(Don't Blink)
We taking it by force
With hostile intentions
Hostile
Hostile, yeah
(Hostile)
(Councel)
(Hostile) 
(Hostile)
You don't know left from

You can see how the body has been transformed
By the genetic restructuring of the Flood infection
The small creatures carry spores that cause a host

Oohhh No
I live everyday as if it were my last and
I run the game you slow as molasses
Watch me ball-out like the number one draft pick
Bitch I'm a beast,

rich!” shit
See, when you put “Penthouse” and “Juice” together
The basement gon’ seem minor
Pluck a G string like Hendrix
It’s a G thing so don’t bother

bin laden didn't die I
Pray and hope his soul in the sky why
Cause we didn't see the view from his eye
Shall I live in that sequence
Just to end my

all shit I let you
Gotta watch out for the vixens
Sleep with one I on these vixens
Not only women but, some of all these hating ass niggas
They just see

like
I don't pay taxes we ain't ever trip over
Colors unless they flashing
In my hood looking for matches
Here we go again

You got to live for something

the life we dey live
Nor be say na childs oh
But in the days dem
Dem nor dey reason us that year
But now all of dem
Don dey act nice oh
Make I tell you

'round here, it's fryin', I'll show you all the shells spent (bap, bap, bap)
'Member when the war calmed down? Did the G Lock, came and it's fryin' again

instead cause I wanna see ya saved
Yeah that’s the way this goes from now on
I don’t care what you say about me cause again I’m born
You can be born again

'll ever see them again
But there's a Friend who sticks closer 
Than a Brother until the end
Unlike Michael Jackson 
He'll never leave you alone
And its

celebrate
I - found myself thinkin' boutchu
I found myself thinkin' about you
Drunk on despair don’t even know if you care
Contemplating whether I can live

you ever witnessed was on Menace ll Society
Try to sound deep and got masses fooled by your lack of rhythm
I elevate while you perpetuate your

my life I wanna live it with you
Hope you like my latest masterpiece
Purple shirts match the fleece
Times up
Two years
Had to leave
With you and these

let me vent my frustrations With a pen
Maybe you can relate maybe
Your up to date
And you see mistakes
And know how to dodge them
Well
I'm trying