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without making a at one hundred miles per hour,
for maybe a hiss but that's it,
the buck 65 covers more than forests,
the man known to turn home boys to tourists.

I love the JVC and MC Shan,
but draw dreams and fractured memories.
I've factored remedies and syrums this equation.
I hold up one mirror to another and ask 'is nothing
I've seen the movie naked and Alice in wonderland.
don't make the of pitching to me underhand.
today I my late twenties officially,
or with water initially.
I'm dead to the world now despite my promises,
but at I'm honest about it.
got diamonds in my eyes but I'm looking for a harder crystal,
I'm feeling for smoother
I'm listening for a pistol.
sheets to the wind and I'm using clouds for pillows.
I wanna holes in the sky.
I'm in love with the nomad and I miss my badly,
I was a sideways baby, always be.
to start the party right you're probably gonna to kill me.
I be held accountable, so instead I pass the blame,
besides I wanna live forever the cast of fame.
serious trouble will pass me by and my life be happy and peaceful.
the veterans while scorching rookies
and my faith into fortune cookies.
red right, white

to the door mats.
I'm good right now,
I wear more hats.
new is my and used is my life,
few are my winnings, is my wife.
I chained chances together while
do acid rain dances in front of me.
I want my cut, I want my pants back,
I want a moustache it.
I stand my feet shoulder width apart,
the horizon at waist level,
looking and at a red faced devil.
some I'm Kurt Rambis, sometimes I'm Vincent Gallo.
I might as well in the water since it's shallow.
keep my real out of your mouth unless I'm present,
life can get very for the saboteur.
uh oh, I'm with myself again.
it's fun the right music.
you to be me when other people are looking.
red right, left,

surprise,
silence death,
versus life,
until there's giant people left.
this is for the losers, is for canadians,
this is for my sister, is for paladians.
some people say that just he was
born in '72 and likes to listen to osbourne
that he belong to the circling standard,
he's too self indulgent, that's why people abandoned him.
sometimes I feel all I've got is my stuff,
but I'm not a rat, I'm an archivist.
the blind librarian, anticon ?co pro twelve hobo,
advanced student,
truck, race car, submarine, snowmobile,
aero plane, roller, speedboat, you know the deal,
I walk the streets a customized wheel barrow.
sometimes the way out is real narrow,
and so I've seen DJs get ahead by going behind own backs,
ya look!
what do you do is the lone in a world of pirhanas.
if you can't beat 'em, 'em.
what end of the stick I'm on.
ask yourself, when he be seen on each and every TV screen?

legs good, two legs bad,
four legs good, two bad.

who needs experience when you potential.
but still I would like to see the credentials.
you're only as good as you look, I'm told.
red right, left,

or nameless, what'll it be?
cover mouth when you cough, who farted?
all this is making me sick,
my son is a star, my a model,
drinking bottles of water.
incest may make grandchild a princess,
sometimes I feel like my has gone to hell
and all I got is lousy t-shirt.
I preach to the and flip burgers for a living.
kill kill,
no more for me, I'll let it slide,
the same way I across the surface,
I'd go and the circus sideshow
if I weren't pleased and to be teased and taunted.
it's all confetti and particles,
and vice articles,
at the end of my grey haired and conquest,
I'm not gonna a shit about the palace contest,
there's too many trees to climb, too many to find,
too many to be, too many faces to see,
I all switches, and rip all stitches,
I hate having to wait.
making whose sorry into a, late breaking news
day, my music for the right words,
red right, left,

my growing needs coincide with seeds.
I think to the future, and invest my best wishes,

half the I do what I do for the sake of symmetry,

I'd rather conjure spirits imagery,
I'm a fruitcake to the mc,
I'm the I'd rather fun mc,
instead of the a gun mc,
all I am is one mc,
I love hip hop most people love god,
you can my perspective,
but question my motive,
rap's a load of crap now,
Mr. will save the day
I'll your day out of play doh,
wait, give me a beat from
happened to your lips,
you can't prove your the truth,
you hurry beauty like you can't escape jury duty,
four seven one six,

I've tricks that nobody noticed,
no one knew it was me it,
and no one noticed the mission decay,
sit here in the lotus position and pray,
I to goodness,
I draw strength an unfinished scribble,
I cast away wishes to an interesting pattern of shadows.
to a kitten or through a ring.
lament the bird the broke wing,
the with the flat tire
as I wait for my soul to fire.
I swung at bad pitches and men of extra bases.
I am the of supernatural selection.
if you like in my bag check my actual collection,
I've got that were never meant to be,
records to me by men from other dimensions,
records with breaks so funky you'd your skin,
breaks that would cause your to spin.
jackets for the siamese twins,
brand new shoes I cruise the writer's block
and the poet's tree,
johnny rockwell you know me,
my past is a matter of when and if, not a of fact,
and precious,
the is what you can hold on to
versus holds on to you,
red right, left,

this here is a skin song
that represents a symbol of my
and my in personal freedom,
i a special box for everything,
at night you can see my for a mile,
after this i i'm gonna lay low for a while,
with increasing i'm seeing ghosts
on the especially,
these useless crews with freshly squeezed juices,
see how quickly things go from to unwanted,
you ask
why all the about reading certain criteria
simple really.
it pretty boils down to
there no excuse for laziness.
no use for craziness.
you should be right now.
it's how one kid will grow up to harvest corn cobs
while another will choose to odd porn jobs.
alienation one roof,
where do you draw the when you don't even have a pen.
what happens when you have an for everything,
how many fingers, or tales.
try smiling when you rhyme, you'll it,
a break.
going fast nothing.
i wish i had some kind of key ring finder.
i've got a standard SDA and a three binder.
in on this,
i'll put twenty on the wizard
you see him first,
in case i expect to be reimbursed.
ask your daughter to dance before i water the plants.
red right, left.

hip hop lies in the fetal
in the corner of a room no windows,
but that's not why i'm this.
until just a few years ago i thought i hip hop,
my surprize.
now i'm teaching my girl the art of the beats
and tonight bed when we snuggle in the sheets.
there's a struggle in the streets and i care less.
if you said i was sheltered that would be a guess
i work with words for a living, they pay very well,
but i can wear i want and listen to music.
the is topsy turvy.
god hates red meat, god weird people,
i prefer to be one on one solely,
if it's unhealthy, even if it's unholy.
i see being cut, and listen to tongues wag,
i carry my records to the contest in a bag.
blind my eye, my ass,
haven't you heard of triple bypass.
what you call a website.
i've been around with a burnt out headlight,
have to excuse me.
when i crack wise just laugh to me.
who me, a do me a favor,
make like a blackhead and get out of my face head.
each and every nominee gets a supply of hominegrits
red white left.

saving loot for a bathing
how to this fancy topless dancing
what is it with this FBI stuff
female body turning women into space creatures
augmenting features, newly done breasts
to impress other women they get undressed
guy i know would take Betty Page over Kate Moss any day
so there's really no for the weight loss any way
as long as you're healthy and wise
better in the pockets and wealthy inside i always say
girls will be boys, boys will be
until all this destroys the whole world
don't me because i'm beautiful
me because i'm good at everything
I'm
i shouldn't be showing my hand
but so far everything's as planned
red right white

the second coming of christ be downloaded
an after dinner thought
who can afford mid life crises
heavy snow, traffic, grid lock, panic attacks
the classic omen for the roman
and as the masses tip hats to hockey legend Tim Horton
i focus my lenses on something more
i'm talkin Turk
who here flys the invisible
ohh my miserable
i hate away from an event having learned nothing
did i give the what they want?
not if TV are any indication
should i to those who know and go broke
should i keep my thoughts to or
should i them as i see them
a man without
every day is
is the messiah
what are you of
the world to gabulon
not the

uncle climax, my first words curse words
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johnny rockwell, full male model
red right, left

stinkin rich, including the kitchen sink
red right, white

achilles, king of the old time
red right, left

jesus murphy, why you at me funny
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dj critical, pioneer of the frontier
red right, white

the sebutones, the behind the full lines of exotic robots
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buck 65, anguished language
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