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Paper Plate

GZA

Pro Tools

2008

a Fed, but you talk like a mobster
That Yayo slangin', please abort it
Too many cuts on it, cokeheads they won't snort it
Spray the Flea-Unit with

Can't Front on Me

Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth

Mecca and the Soul Brother

1992

the Nation" on your station 

Anvils that fills the whole circumference 

And black people crowd in a mass abundance 

To hear Gabriel's horn, blow it

An even strobe a pulse of flashing
Hatelights of synthetic souls mass-produced
Hammered into shape a sign of times dreams
Turn into systems a new

Now

Negativland

Guns

1992

Demark, the motorcade is coming by here, (oh,
No) just heard a call on the radio for all units along Industrial (oh, no)
To pick up the motorcade,

You know I had to do it
Popping off, kill the game, flow is fluent
Tall boi but you know Imma unit
Hungry and pushing boy I am not human aye
Uh I hope

Dumb mass
Schooled with no class
Collective dysfunction 
That brainwashing pumping 
Treat it like nothing 
But am i chattel asleep?
Flouride to my

circumference
And black people crowd in a mass abundance

To hear Gabriel's horn, blow it like a Naiji
What's the flavor unit with the top priority?
C.L.,

Started as a user friendly unit
Then we hatched a plan and thought we could improve it
Got plugged in and followed all of the instructions
Prepared

them guns jammin'
K-9 units only make 'em run faster
That's one hell of a story see
But that's our reality 
What you call a homicide we call a casualty

can't cool it
Gassed like Buick and I'm just a unit
Doing me don't need the scrutiny
Doing me just isn't new to me
Doing me don't need the foolery
Doing

units
Fuck off cuz ur stupid
If you ever thought he aint got talent
With the movement
Fuck off cuz your stupid
If you thinking he aint got the look
No He

blessed nigga lets get em
Jalapeño flo lettin peñdehos know
That when u cop in mass amounts prices are flexible
Money from toe to head never gone let me go

I will make you pay the fucking price

For your filthy way of life

There is only one solution

That is MASS EXECUTION

It makes me sick it makes me

don't play my shit on God you ain't doin' yo' job
I am like a drug to you, I'm the grass in the blunt
Glass in the pipe, X-mass on yo' tongue
Make a nun

the curves 
Move more units than the track list 

Are you feeling me yet 
Course you don't 
What You didn't know 
Is that you seem to forget
Love and hate both

came up hungry 
Needing a meal
Gotta get mine for 
The mass appeal 
NSA that's no strings attached 
Please keep it to yourself 
I don't need feedback 
I

and ounces
Big Man can't talk them units
So don't chat to me about metrics
If you aint talking cubic
Man wanna talk this life
Try tell man stick to the music

within an hour 30 minutes there's a verse before my eyes,
I use pensiveness when I'm writing,
Showing a mass of lyricism that I produce hoping your ears

the real? 
Sewage pipes that gauge the wave mass appeal
Charming or charmed?
Want a wrist or and arm?
Pulling alarms
Setting fire to farms
You say "which

center mass
Yeah I’m getting mad
Throw away that chicken scratch
 written on that pen and pad
No more kicking back
On a deliberate task
Loading up-extended

to see me be born
I exist, 'cause of that unit
You wanna talk about unification
You should get it
Fore you go all out with nuclear devastating
Assuming

bitch
Let him restore gotta restore
Bitch niggas I'll kill you at the corner store yeah
On that crazy white boy shit
Let me get my mass shooting numbers

Of all the times...
Jargon
Has been mistaken
For a unit of music
We are the CounterAgents
Building through
Kinetic phonetics
Lyrical linguistics
In

better, when everybody eats
An organised unit is dangerous on the front
Five mouths to feed is twenty limbs to hunt (Through the limbs)
Arm, leg, leg, arm,