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Yo, Dr. X, B-Cide, 55 strong
Force Flex, Force Flex, Trash bags filled with body parts
Force Flex, Force Flex, Trash bags filled with body parts
Have

Saw you from across the room
Got my mind off balance till I locked with you
Simple but it's complex to
Where's your mind at baby trying to get with

Ya body ya body
Ya body ya body go drive me crazy oo
Ehh Ehh, Ohh Ohh

Ya body ya body
Ya body ya body go drive me crazy o crazy o
Ehh Ehh, Ohh Ohh

All my fucking ops
Yeah they living in a cemetery
Six feet deep digging graves
And now they buried
Imma blow the body up
Gases fuming organs carried

I'm your man?
Where do we stand?
From where I'm at
That aint part of the plan
Only time can tell
My hourglass
So brittle
Its love or lust
But im stuck

m’habite
Je ne sais que faire à part relire les dix commandements
J’ai tout essayé tout essayé en vain
Mes propres œuvres sont vaines
Mes tentations me

fucking vile
So swim into it and drink the water
Cause trust me I won’t stop ya.
But they don’t get it. This is a complex: I rip apart every ego-trip
I part

accounts are large
That’s why we have to have body guards
What we find easy they think it’s hard
We’re VIP’s everywhere they are barred
We play our cards but

stop
Look at the colour of my wrist the bottom of my bitch it's part of my hype shit
I'm about to pop they looking at my fizz the water on my bitch I'm

parts equal the sum of the Sun
Acute postures, compliment our angles
Subdued by closures composure
We escape to simple places 
Overcoming complex faith

* the unreleased 1994 version of "Soul on Ice"

(Scientist voice: 
"Say, what do you suppose is the most important part of the body?
Some people say

parts of my life that still have effects 
But there's more to life than that
Whether it's early on or with your last breath
I pray that every single

canvasses that seem abstract until you
Analyze the deconstructed parts and find a
Deeper story in a complex art piece
Increased beats L.Dot emcees over
Late

And I know
The unity contained in the whole
Of the hologram and all of its parts
Knowing no end and no start
Expanding beyond limitations with love
That's

Try to come out another man, but that was not part of the plan
And these emotions up inside me are too complex
So don’t ever expect me to let out what’s

conducting boss shit
The mind of nigga who aint got shit, But want it all

Plenty missed calls from rap withdraws that been my downfall a outer body straight

to Razor, those are coward ways
Maybe that shit was complex for their brains
So now they want me calling names,
How can I do that when you change your names?

Bloody bodies
With the hue of the darkest Africans
Time passes
Slave trades and birth of nations
Universe expanding
But you're still being the same

the master, to the slave
I'm all alone
Just bodies in the gears, spirits dancing in the gilded cage
Built for them. Welcoming the end
Death! Turns another page

the mute
Hard part
Get it over with
She's a killer
Got a body like a motel movie actress
Sprawled out on the mattress
Knows I won't be happy 'til she hands

monstrous
Out of this body experience that is complex
I am done with the nonsense
Now it's that time say goodbye to the songsmith

Exit duality enter

Disillusion
Certain parts in life being complex contusions
But I feel more emotion
I feel more hopeful devotion
I'm devoted to a life of pleasure through pain

someone else’s bed
Nigga I had nothing
Everything you see right now I built from scratch
My best friend even tried to switch me off in a body bag
But

emerge. The way a melody’s composed of individual notes, single cells combine to form these bodies we host. We’re probably the most complex bogies to wander