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I'm just a outsider, inside, outlinin' thing's I'm surrounded by
This time the outcome is insight to how some live life
The shoe doesn't fit me

sonic speed 
I'm gonna spit it
Gonna hit it
Releasin all the pain I feel 
Minute by minute 
And I'm gonna get a kick back
Big stack
6 pack
Oh snap
I've

shit down

In the club shaking ass
My new man got them bands
You a lame, he got hands
He listen to my commands
My damn mind he expands
Always always in

been tragic
Big boats come down
Crashing Titanic
I still wanna
Believe in real magic
Freedom ain't free
Enslaved by these taxes

I see nothing but

I'm cruisin' the streets of L.V.  slow speed Watchin' time pass by, wonderin' why I am
Who I be? Am I glad that I'm not the old me? The O.G. G.O.D.

we are
No more double bogey    by his Spirit we make par
Easily waylaid and distracted    so bazaar
Why get caught with the hand in the cookie jar

and we made it all by hand)


Maddd
Cuz native to this land
Why you mad
Cause we native to this land bitch
You just made it to the sand in ships
(With

flipping shit
This is it. I'm never gonna put myself through this again.

Cheese to the camera
I got your B's in my hand
You're lucky I'm a decent man 'cause

wanna smoke with the Droppaz
You know we be toatin'
Pull up on your block, a stick for him a stick for you and just hand me the glock
Use the arp without

aint even got the time
To tell a goofy what it's not gon be
Ain't no hitta by my side
It just be the hand of God on me
Yall already took a loss
If that's

shook my hand and told a bold face lie
Mane these streets ain't a playground if yeen gone slide
Say a prayer up for tha crew mane if yeen gone ride
Got

know by now, let me acquaint you with my steez
(C'mon) I don't get on stage and waste your time
Niggaz got a lot to say but they just can't rhyme
They

to the sound of screams
All I kept thinking was 'O God please kill me
Trial and error, more like trial by fire
I lost my mind, I lost myself trying to find it

to the trees
And worship the wind

Then if you go
I'll understand
Leave me just enough love
To fill up my hand
If you go away
If you go away
If you go away

If

left to waste
These reps wreck, leave aches, guests get possessed each take

(Hook)

Put ya left foot out, time to thrust that pelvis
Throw ya hands up,

here by your side 

And I won't be your prince in shining armour
Cause baby that's not what you need 
I will be here waiting darling
My hand will be

Penny for a Thought

Saul Williams

Amethyst Rock Star

2001

martyr in the form of a man
hair like a mane with an outstretched hand
in a roar of hearts, thoughts, reactionary defensiveness and counter 
intelligence

Neglected by your mama, 
Abandoned by your dad. 
Molested by your uncle, 
Girl, your story's really sad.
You had eating disorders. 
You got

people, don't hide my good people,
It's inside my people, be wise, good people
You're born beautiful just the way you are
Carved by the loving hands

gogh
Veteran handle
Put you in a van, HOE
Little bit of vandal
Little bit of scandal
Little bit of hands all
Your brittle in my van though
Lit by

good hands, it's no need for you to panic
We can flex together like we working out at planet
Tell me what yo plan is, baby girl we can plan it  
You are

respected by the popo
Blacks stopped at the roadblocks
I speak what i speak cause I gat the Mojo
Got it from above not from the coco
Huh wait I'm not racist

follow the music and i meet my wife		
She grabs me by the hand, shoving me around		
Can't Refuse/Resist, i'm like Hypnotised		
There's an Altar

count across all of our hands
How many have stood right there where you stand
And sworn that they would be the death of me
Until their shouts shifted from