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Blinded by the future
Everything is past
Walking with my head down, God don't let this last
She wear pretty colors
Makes up what I lack
In muted

the homie cuttin'
Records like a villain
So buy the album cause we're
Gonna make a killin' and I'ma carry a nation
Fade in to Perfection gets a standing

the rhyme sayer again
Put in the CD and then, you can't believe me again
Turn up the volume and then, we blowing by you again
You start to listen and then,

an activist, it's make-believe
Don't even go back to your hood and plant no money trees
Say you hate the girls I fuck, but what you really mean?
I been with

Follow me on my journey if you believe in me
And if you don't there's a bed for you to sleep easily
Ima do my shit regardless of what niggas say
My

I can't believe I get to be him

"Thank you Buck
But I can get by on my own
The thing is, you don't have to
I'm with you to the end of the line, pal"

watching my mouth
I can't believe all the shit that I've got into now
I make a list, type it out, then copy it down
It's all subjective you don't gotta

talk through a screen
Not to be mean
Nothing is good as it seems
It's make believe
All of my homie the grind never stops
All to the top
I cannot flop

burn it like I told you

A friend then a best friend
believe me i don't want it to end
B I know that it has to
I can't keep feeling like im controlled by

Admit It!!!

Say Anything

...Is a Real Boy

2004

It's the same superiority complex 
Shared by the high school jocks who made your life a living hell 
And makes you a slave to the competitive

underrate
An opp is always looking to make friends
So he got snitched by a snitch who got snitched
(Don't trust your click)
Made a song together, didn't end

enslaved the first empire
One world language, one world religion
One world order, we have learned nothing (one)

Make the keys to heaven a gift

they would make the album cover
Help promote it too
I was standing there in disbelief
I do not believe you
You are telling me your favorite band
Granted

Murder 2

Mystikal

Unpredictable

1997

myself
Make that mutherfucka feel what Chell felt
Heavenly father use your will to bring them tears to her eyes
Fuck the fussing and the fights, why she

Sneaking shawties in my momma crib like speakeasies
Just for them to block the boy or go and deceive me
The things that I did in my life you won't believe me

as pathetic as
I am but his shit dope
Let's drop an album
Show them what we got
Our dedicated album turned out to be a flop
Believe it or not
I had to call

by myself
You don't talk about your feelings never tell me how you felt
Then you had to watch me glow up can't believe you took that L
If a nigga

only lead to nothing while
If you make the right decisions you might meet the underground
By and by the years have passed
And by and by the struggles

thru
Made this music, kept my mind in school
Kept the grind, I knew I'd make it by the time it's through
Blow and with some hope preserve the culture

[Intro: Kanye West]
This ain't a fuckin game for me
My beats was wack at one point, dawg
I wasn't always having hot beats, I learned how to make hot

B-Boy

Macklemore

The Language of My World

2009

Ladies and gentlemen
This an ode to the B-boys, B-girls
The people out there who do it for the love
And believe me I'm not dissin' anybody out

I'm Still #1

Boogie Down Productions

Playlist: The Very Best of KRS-One

2010

still takin' rappin' for a joke
A passing hope or a phase with a rope
Sometimes I choke and try to believe
When I get challenged by a million MCs
I

world'll try to break you with lies and fables
Make you not even believe in you no mo'
Had to get back to me, get back to mines
Get back to fam, get back

Baby, gimme Van Gogh
That’s all I need, for you to believe
So fuck an entourage
My whole damn album’s an art collage
Fuck an arm massage – I want