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without making a sound at one hundred per hour,
except for maybe a but that's it,
the buck 65 covers ground than forests,
the only man known to turn home to tourists.

I love the JVC and MC Shan,
but draw dreams and fractured memories.
I've factored remedies and into this equation.
I hold up one mirror to another and ask 'is sacred?'
seen the movie naked and read Alice in wonderland.
don't the mistake of pitching to me underhand.
today I my late twenties officially,
or react with initially.
I'm dead to the world right now 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 something
I'm listening for a pistol.
three sheets to the wind and I'm clouds for pillows.
I wanna drill 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 can't be held accountable, so I pass the blame,
besides I wanna live forever like the of fame.
serious trouble will pass me by and my life be happy and peaceful.
protecting the while scorching rookies
and trusting my into fortune cookies.
red right, left

slogans to the mats.
I'm looking good now,
I gotta more hats.
new is my and used is my life,
few are my winnings, is my wife.
I chances together while hippies
do acid rain right in front of me.
I my hair cut, I want my pants back,
I a moustache damn it.
I stand my feet shoulder width apart,
with the at waist level,
looking and laughing at a red devil.
times I'm Kurt Rambis, sometimes I'm Vincent Gallo.
I might as well in the water since it's shallow.
keep my real name out of your unless I'm present,
can get very unpleasant for the saboteur.
uh oh, I'm dancin with 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 only giant left.
is for the losers, this is for canadians,
this is for my sister, is for paladians.
people say that just because he was
born in '72 and likes to to ozzy osbourne
that he doesn't to the circling standard,
that he's too self indulgent, why people abandoned him.
sometimes I like 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,
placement student,
fire truck, car, submarine, snowmobile,
aero plane, roller, speedboat, you know the deal,
I walk the streets with a wheel barrow.
sometimes the only way out is narrow,
and so I've seen DJs get ahead by going their own backs,
ya look!
what do you do is the pariah in a world of pirhanas.
if you can't beat 'em, 'em.
guess end of the stick I'm on.
ask yourself, when will he be on each and every TV screen?

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

who experience when you have 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 your when you cough, who farted?
all this is making me sick,
my son is a star, my a model,
drinking expensive of water.
may make your 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 battling for me, let it slide,
the same way I across the surface,
I'd go and join the circus
if I pleased and wanted to be teased and taunted.
all confetti and rice particles,
trophies and articles,
at the end of my haired and calloused conquest,
I'm not gonna a shit about the palace contest,
there's too many to climb, too many bees to find,
too many places to be, too many to see,
I all switches, and rip all stitches,
I hate always to wait.
making whose sorry a, late breaking news story
every day, my music for the words,
red right, left,

my growing needs with sewing seeds.
I think ahead to the future, and my best wishes,

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

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

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

here is a snake skin song
that represents a of my individuality
and my belief in freedom,
i have a box for everything,
at you can see my halo for a mile,
after this i i'm gonna lay low for a while,
with increasing frequency i'm ghosts
on the especially,
these useless crews with freshly squeezed juices,
see how quickly things go haunted to unwanted,
you ask
why all the histeria about reading criteria
simple really.
it much boils down to
there no excuse for laziness.
no use for craziness.
you should be right now.
it's strange how one kid will grow up to harvest cobs
while another will choose to perform odd jobs.
under one roof,
where do you draw the line when you don't have a pen.
what happens when you have an for everything,
how fingers, heads or tales.
try smiling when you rhyme, you'll it,
a break.
going proves nothing.
i wish i had kind of magic key ring finder.
i've got a standard SDA and a ring binder.
in on this,
i'll put bucks on the wizard
you see him first,
in which i expect to be reimbursed.
i'll ask your to dance before i water the plants.
red right, left.

hip hop in the fetal position
in the corner of a room no windows,
but that's not why i'm this.
until a few years ago i thought i invented hip hop,
my surprize.
now i'm teaching my girl the art of juggling the
and before bed when we snuggle in the sheets.
there's a struggle in the streets and i couldn't less.
if you said i was sheltered would be a fair guess
i work with words for a living, they pay very well,
but i can wear what i and listen to music.
the is topsy turvy.
god hates red meat, god hates people,
i prefer to be one on one solely,
even if unhealthy, even if it's unholy.
i see eyes cut, and listen to tongues wag,
i carry my to the contest in a scum bag.
blind my eye, my ass,
you ever heard of triple bypass.
it's what you a website.
i've been driving around with a out headlight,
you'll have to 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.

loot for a bathing suit
how to stop this fancy dancing
is it with this FBI conspiracy stuff
female body images women into space creatures
augmenting features, newly done breasts
to impress women when they get undressed
every guy i know would take Page over Kate Moss any day
so there's no need for the weight loss any way
just as long as you're healthy and
better skinny in the pockets and wealthy i always say
girls will be boys, boys will be
until all this confusion destroys the whole
don't me because i'm beautiful
hate me because i'm good at
I'm
i shouldn't be showing my hand
but so far everything's going as
red right left

the second coming of will be downloaded
just an after dinner
who can afford these mid crises
heavy snow, retarded traffic, grid lock, panic
the classic omen for the clatholic
and as the tip their hats to hockey legend Tim Horton
i focus my on something more important
i'm talkin Turk
who here flys the invisible
ohh my brain
i hate walking away from an event having learned
did i give the people they want?
not if TV are any indication
should i cater to those who and go broke
i keep my thoughts to myself or
should i them as i see them
a man without
every day is
science is the
what are you of
the belongs to gabulon
not the

climax, my first words were curse words
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rockwell, full scale male model
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stinkin rich, everything including the kitchen
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achilles, of the old time hilbillies
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jesus murphy, why you lookin at me
red right, white

dj critical, pioneer of the final
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the sebutones, the minds the full lines of exotic robots
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buck 65, anguished language
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