Lyrics:
it might seem
A little cold
I know it seems a little cold
Cold
I've gone for cover in big swathes of slate
Dressed in my category, a reprobate
not easy
The human mind was designed to divide everything into categories
And I guess it did save them
Back when they were cavemen
But I’m advanced so I
a name like a hurricane
Category five gone inna mi brain
When I look inna your eyes I know you feel the same
Kush storm taking over the place
Well if
and done, it leaves two statistical categories
I'ma lead both, Machine ghost
Tell the truth Skip, go 'head, say it (is it my turn?)
No, no, no (oh), you
ਲਾਉਂਦੇ
ਉਹ ਜਿਹੜੇ ਕੁੜੀਆਂ ਬਿਠਾ ਕੇ ਨਾਲ ਗਾਣੇ ਜਹੇ ਸੁਣਾਉਂਦੇ
ਕੁੜੀਆਂ ਬਿਠਾ ਕੇ ਨਾਲ ਗਾਣੇ ਜਹੇ ਸੁਣਾਉਂਦੇ
ਅੱਸੀ ਉਸ Category ਵਿੱਚੋਂ ਬਾਹਰ ਵਾਲੇ ਮੁੰਡੇ
ਨੀਂ ਅੱਸੀ ਟੇਬਲ ਆ ਤੇ ਢੋਲਕੀ
December I was live till November
With the Mayan prequel
The most tatted passport in history
Another category class A victory
Millie pulled a pistol in
chame goed bese ngimu feede I 4 5 a suthe
I bet I'd thrive in every category
I bet I'd try and get a glimps of glory
Yeah K1 boy, end of story
Now watch
on after me
Tactically, I won't be trapped in a category
Music is magic, I bask in the rhapsody
Old school, modern or futuristic
philosophical, topical,
cheek
You and me, a new category
Baby Baby
Savin energy for the second round
chakra
Please don’t call me papa
Aaaahhh Fight
I dunno
I dunno
I dunno what
Breaking News, I’m telling stories
Putting cats in purrgatory
I define my category as they sell their souls for glory
They more boring than they stories
Bermuda and the Leeward Isles
Most of them ill
Now I’m turning faster and I feel alive
Probably a category four or five
Head for the hills, I’m Hurricane
the tour every time I step foot on the stage
I belong in a category that only I have made, people easily impressed
Lower standards got the bottom picking
ashamed of him
Kedda with the baby arm on it, them bitches dangling
Big up to my number one fan No Dollar Damien
Category internet killers, that's how we
with hurricane category 5
beat beat that pssy like a step child
makin a mess like a clean up on isle 5
she can do it like a pro with no hands
Et j'en ai rencontré
Dans toutes les catégories
En politique, en art
Du fonctionnaire au PDG
Devant tous ces ringards
M'suis toujours répété
Ca
Peggy been uncut since E.I
All these amateurs, they can't keep up with my stamina (nope)
Ebony, wrong category
You ain't built for what you backin' up
needle
See the shit in the trunk is apparently lethal
That y'all live to distrupt like American leaders
I'm gonna pull quick from the category
I run
love for rhyming
No nominee but y'all know what category I'm in
I don't think any rapper could do me any harm
With this word designing, like
categories and treat them that way. And we get so that we only see others as separate from ourselves, in the ways in which they're separate. It's being with
pimpishly
But now what does that really have to do with my Inner being?
True story, hey At least We ain't boring
There is absolutely no glory in that category
the first category 'cause I can't hear ya niggas
Tell your label I'm the one to sign
I'm the one they should run and find
Who can do what I do? Not that many
(Introduction)
Blackout
Good looking out on the track yo
DJ LAZ
Category 6
Killin em with this album
(Chorus)
Hell yeah, she can get it
She can get
forced me
When it can't category allegory
They translated it for me
You-M-L-O-you-T: Umlaut
That's the reason I bend vowels when I spew from the mouth
Spit
(that's true!)
Go to the category (you choose!)
What books have they got? (for you!)
Books! We love our books, yes we do!
And you love.... your books too!
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