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the off-beat flow of the Soul Brother with the realism
Shedding some light just like a prism
You can't wait, you can't fake it, yo, ecapism

Check it out,

the crag
On your left lies humanity, see the flag
To your right lies insanity, no going back
This is it, time to take the trip of your life
Walk with me down

Pen and pad
Write my name
Smile seared on yo' brain
Chemtricity insane
Breath me in like novocain
Pull and tug on my chain
Heart eyes
And a side

The Magic Number

De La Soul

Back to the Old Skool: Hip Hop

2002

the heart
Something that stimulates the music in the measure
Measure in the music, raised in three parts
Casually see but don't do like the Soul
'Cause

Two eyes doesn't mean double vision
I never questioned this stance but now
I've been seeing things
I can hear a voice in the distance
Trying to turn

popping slugs, stomping haters like drugs
I wonder, is there a heaven for a plug?
Drinking spirits, possessed by a thug 
Short fuse cause 2pac is my muse

and off into the next song
Hit It Run when wigglers will riddle ya with a ton
Of bullets, gone away from here
No matter the results its
Unjustifiable

an Ariel shot to examine the plots
I'm surrounded by purpose
Got friends that are no longer working
And I question
All the times that we all put a verse in

homie
My style like Mandela meets Monster Kody
Cop backwoods by the box bro, OG only
Drop 460 for a zip, need 2 to be cozy
I hate to stunt but look me up

fences no net to catch when we'd fall
Catch us when we'd fall we were the kings of our art we'd alter the landscape
Heroes sewn on our backs, in our hearts

Coast rhyme wit out no gimmicks
I'm breakin' niggas down like a chemic

[Verse Two and Three: Tha Mexakinz]

[Verse Two: I-Man]
You know on The Wake Up

it’s fucking creepy
There’s no reason to put on makeup and dress in a costume to befriend children in two thousand fucking eighteen

You may encounter

Just passion/ a dollar/ and a/ dream/
No soul/ sacrificing/
cttacking the/ rap game/
Watch me/ reign supreme/
I am/ the new/ King/


I'm/ as/ real as/ it

Look like Janet Jackson
That bitch came over lookin'
More like Freddie Jackson
Nah, nah, nah, baby
Won't be no time for no action
I'm just gon' play this

Don't Do It

Richie Rich

Big League Records Greatest Hits

The average, the best, the epitome
Anyone who holds rank of an MC
Will be slurped like the drink through a straw
So get the punchline, I'm down by law
Two are's

Hey!
(Oh we back)
(Prism Tribe, worldwide, southside, everywhere)

See it all so clearly from every class of the plane
Took a little pain on my

still a band of gold 
My love has no reason has no rhyme 
My love crossed the double line 

5: Cherish

So tired of broken hearts, of losing at this game

Transformation into new version 2.1
Program my protocol: to get consumed by the Sun
And I hope I never wake, I can tell all the love fake
Those I love left, maybe

the morning
And I'm the only one left here
In this world that we built for two
I'm tearing all my soul apart
Looking for ways
That I could've changed
To make

were no longer existent amos 3: 3
Says, "Can two people walk
Together without agreeing on
The direction" in addition to
The band turmoil
Touring had

tired and lonely
When the ones you would call are fake that means you're tired of phonies
No rest for the weary mind of the jaded heart
I'm feeling like

pressure it leave my palm red
They offered to buy your soul, traded ya arm leg
Handicap combo
Ya conscience is speaking invoices, receipt pronto
Expedited
If

But it's time to step up
Jump in the front seat
Compete with my feet
The streets don't need me
Can't waste this heart beat
No sleet nor snow
Can slow me

they'll see
The wrong version of myself that I don't want to be

But now I'm breaking through, it's time that I bash
Through the barriers that been holding