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It's All Bad

WC

The Shadiest One

1998

catchin' hell trynna make it to the 5 I line!
They cut me off again I got to go the other way
Channel 5 in the sky we'll take 'em through L.A.
Quit

for you
I wouldn't go to school

I'd rather be home writing your name a thousand times
Day dreaming in the lunch line
And on the playground time flies

was gross, he lost at least half the room
So I pumped up the volume as he continued
He said they exhumed the body
Rеcovered the infinity stonе
But came

a slave, that ain't who my mama raised
I was just a dotted line away from being trapped inside the cage, I can't go out this way
Can't go out this way

the rest of me
Tapes sequestered away are meant to be
Played or else they enslave what's left of me
In the lines of the binary
Recombined as my lifeline's

should be ashamed
Throw 'em in the fire wit' the flames
Line 'em up, and let us take aim
How did we get to this place?
When groomin' kids is something you

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock
Goes the clock but what is time?
An eight second Google search tells
Me it's the indefinite continued
Progress

the tuning
Of our instruments—

We wrote those songs
On the lines of our palms

You didn't believe in love
Yet you believed in oxygen
And thought that you
Were

show unless it's to demonize us
They try to justify continued genocide
Whether it's the Central, the South Side, or Palestine
They make it seem like

A silver line around your velvet eyes
I know in heaven mama cries for you
So many times you couldn't get along
I still don't know what happened

beats, my heart beats for you

잡히지 않아 기억을 따라
허우적대 봐도
발이 묶인 half line
부정할수록 선명해지는 꿈
넘기지 못할 이야기의 끝

절대 이런 끝은 아냐
모르지만 알아
익숙해진 감각
애써 꼭 삼킨 채

우릴

Almost by accident, I have become rich
Through continued reward for skilled labor in the private sector
And a genuine lack of interest in expensive

Throw me a line, set my sails
I've been down running wild in my head
Chapter one, I come undone
Like the talk of grand religions over lunch

Missing Children

Cunninlynguists

Will Rap for Food

on triggers
And I knew for certain if I continued
Living life all simple
Jail would be the only institution I'd be able to get into
So I laced by boots
Hit

and interpreted to create evil
Abused to introduce the world to the devil

True overman, rise among us again
God is dead, we've been misled
World left lines unread