Lyrics:
Gold on my wrist
I'm tryna match up the fit
I used to just throw anything on
It wasn't no lights in the crib
Going to school some them days
I just
Within the darkest places
Is where my caustic garden grows
With spoils for the taking
And I still taste the chemicals
A flower that devours
It's
They kill it in the comedy clubs
They're killing in the schools
Make a killing on Wall St.
Adjust the golden rule
Do unto others
It's surely
Rapid fire on the joystick
Gotta get my game on
In my 8-bit kingdom
I'm the hero to rely on
The screen's alive with pixels
Neon colors in the night
(Ooh, Ohh)
Here I stand before you - brown.
Color of the mountains
Colossal as the earth
Wrapped so deliciously within my own joy
Run in the night, hide in the shadows
Make a new life, escape from the battle
Is it justice they seek that we all take for granted
A fair shape in
He's got stacks and stacks of words that rhyme
Describing what it is to lose
He's got some just for laughs, he's got some for love
That mainline
He's got stacks and stacks of words that rhyme
Describing what it is to lose
He's got some just for laughs, he's got some for love
That mainline
a perch
Strangest color blue
Flying is forgotten now
Thinks only of you
Just you, yeah
So get all those blues, must be a thousand hues
Each one
the public schools and in the public houses
The Battle of Britain goes on
The constant promise of jam tomorrow
Is the New Breed's litany and verse
If it
bet I love harder
Forgot all the shit that I did for your daughter?
The Pampers, the Pedialyte and my momma daycare after school
And she never did
friends
Everybody in the end
Tries to fix the boy inside of you
Every color now is black and blue
Maybe you should rest and go away for a while
Oh no, just
I ain't askin' them for nothin'
If you sell a million records we can battle for ya money
I'd rather count a hundred thousand dollars on a Sunday
will stop for now
When colors climb and feelings drown
Defied
By eyes
Lead the battle on
Tie me down but not too long
The lights
They cry
Electric life
the booth, I spit
But my respect is overdue, I'm showing you the flow no one do
'Cause I don't own no diploma for school, I quit
So there's nothing for me
enough to slap box, slap box?
They said I rap like a robot, so call me Rapbot
But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes
I got a laptop in
what color I am
Because I'll show you how ill, this man can act
It could never be fiction cause it is all fact
And if you get in my way, I will not
the children off to school 'education'--fascist
rule, and Botha smiles for Europe's press
Money makes them all say yes, trading links and weapons, sales
Uranium
Man against man just ain't the plan
It's time for God's people to take a stand
I mean brother to brother, black to white
Stand up
No we won't stop, fuck it call the cops (uh-huh)
I be the invincible, in the school of hard knocks
I'm the principle, Fatman Joe ya know
[Parrish
Fericon eatin hamhocks/
Imma gorilla but im slicker than a damn fox/
Been cool since pre-school playin in the sand box/
Imma hustla i used to hand tha gram
game coz this game love me back
I'm pushing a lac, smoking sacs like a mad mac
Bringing me back, banging the 8-track track
The Dramatics and Battle
So, come boy, choose life or death
The only man I hold wake for
Is the sky-blue Bally kid, in eighty-three, rocked Taylor's
My Memorex performed
a dank
High school nigga what the fuck you think
I'm passing all my classes with flying colors
And everyday I'm high as a muthafucker
I'm smoking
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