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

I love the JVC and MC Shan,
but draw dreams and fractured memories.
I've remedies and syrums into this equation.
I hold up one mirror to another and ask 'is nothing
I've seen the movie naked and read in wonderland.
make the mistake of pitching to me underhand.
today I enter my late officially,
or react water initially.
I'm dead to the world right now my promises,
but at least I'm honest it.
got diamonds in my eyes but I'm looking for a harder crystal,
I'm for something smoother
I'm listening for a pistol.
sheets to the wind and I'm using clouds for pillows.
I drill holes in the sky.
I'm in love the nomad and I miss my mother badly,
I was a sideways baby, will be.
to start the right you're probably gonna have to kill me.
I can't be accountable, so instead I pass the blame,
I wanna live forever like the cast of fame.
serious will pass me by and my life will be happy and peaceful.
protecting the veterans while scorching
and trusting my faith into cookies.
red right, white

slogans to the mats.
I'm good right now,
I wear more hats.
new is my beginning and is my life,
few are my winnings, is my wife.
I chained chances together hippies
do rain dances right in front of me.
I want my hair cut, I my pants back,
I want a damn it.
I stand with my feet shoulder apart,
with the horizon at level,
looking and laughing at a red devil.
some times I'm Rambis, sometimes I'm Vincent Gallo.
I might as well play in the water since shallow.
my real name out of your mouth unless I'm present,
life can get very for the saboteur.
uh oh, I'm dancin myself again.
fun with the right music.
you like to be me when other are looking.
red right, left,

surprise,
silence death,
versus life,
until only giant people 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 to listen to ozzy osbourne
that he doesn't to the circling standard,
he's too self indulgent, that's 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 the streets with a customized wheel barrow.
sometimes the only way out is narrow,
and so I've seen DJs get ahead by behind their own backs,
ya look!
what do you do is the lone pariah in a of pirhanas.
if you can't 'em, cheat 'em.
guess what end of the I'm on.
ask yourself, when will he be seen on and every TV screen?

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

who needs experience when you potential.
but I would like to see the judge's credentials.
only as good as you look, I'm always told.
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famous or nameless, it be?
cover mouth when you cough, who farted?
all fashion is making me sick,
my son is a star, my a model,
drinking expensive of water.
incest may make grandchild a princess,
sometimes I like my life has gone to hell
and all I got is lousy t-shirt.
I to the converted and flip burgers for a living.
kill kill,
no more for me, I'll let it slide,
the way I slide across the surface,
I'd go and join the sideshow
if I weren't pleased and wanted to be and taunted.
it's all and rice particles,
and vice articles,
at the end of my grey haired and conquest,
I'm not gonna give a shit about the contest,
too many trees to climb, too many bees to find,
too many to be, too many faces to see,
I all switches, and rip all stitches,
I always having to wait.
whose sorry into a, late breaking news story
every day, my for the right words,
red right, left,

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

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

I'd rather conjure spirits imagery,
I'm a to the done 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 like most people god,
you can my perspective,
but question my motive,
a load of crap right now,
Mr. Dibs save the day
I'll your day out of play doh,
wait, give me a beat eight-oh
happened to your lips,
you prove your telling the truth,
you can't hurry beauty like you escape jury duty,
four five one six,

I've tricks that nobody noticed,
no one it was me doing it,
and no one noticed the mission decay,
I'll sit in the lotus position and pray,
I to goodness,
I draw from an unfinished scribble,
I cast away wishes to an interesting pattern of shadows.
to a kitten or a smoke ring.
the bird with the broke wing,
the with the flat tire
as I wait for my soul to fire.
I swung at bad and robbed 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 lent to me by men other dimensions,
records with breaks so funky you'd shed skin,
breaks that would cause your to spin.
matching jackets for the twins,
brand new I cruise around the writer's block
and the poet's tree,
johnny you know it's me,
my past is a matter of when and if, not a of fact,
and precious,
the is what you can hold on to
what holds on to you,
red right, left,

this is a snake skin song
represents a symbol of my individuality
and my belief in freedom,
i a special box for everything,
at night you can see my for a mile,
after this i think i'm lay low for a while,
with increasing frequency i'm seeing
on the especially,
these useless crews with their squeezed juices,
see how quickly things go from to unwanted,
you ask
why all the about reading certain criteria
simple really.
it pretty much down to
there no excuse for laziness.
no use for craziness.
you should be practicin now.
it's strange how one kid will grow up to harvest corn
while will choose to perform odd porn jobs.
alienation one roof,
where do you draw the line when you don't even 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 proves nothing.
i wish i had some of magic key ring finder.
got a standard SDA and a three ring binder.
in on this,
i'll put bucks on the wizard
you see him first,
in which case i 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 with no windows,
but not why i'm doing this.
until just a few ago i thought i invented hip hop,
my surprize.
now i'm teaching my girl the art of the beats
and tonight before bed we snuggle in the sheets.
there's a in the streets and i couldn't care less.
if you i was sheltered that would be a fair guess
i work with words for a living, don't pay very well,
but i can wear i want and listen to music.
the is topsy turvy.
god red meat, god hates weird people,
i things to be one on one solely,
if it's unhealthy, even if it's unholy.
i see eyes being cut, and listen to wag,
i carry my records to the contest in a bag.
blind my eye, my ass,
you ever heard of triple bypass.
it's what you a website.
i've been around with a burnt out headlight,
you'll have to me.
when i crack wise just to amuse me.
who me, a do me a favor,
make a blackhead and get out of my face crack head.
each and every gets a year's supply of hominegrits
red right left.

saving loot for a bathing
how to stop this fancy topless
what is it this FBI conspiracy stuff
female body images turning women into space
augmenting face features, newly breasts
to impress other women when they get
every guy i know would take Betty Page over Moss any day
so there's no need for the weight loss any way
just as long as you're and wise
better skinny in the pockets and wealthy inside i say
girls will be boys, will be girls
until all this confusion the whole world
don't hate me i'm beautiful
hate me because i'm good at
I'm
maybe i shouldn't be showing my
but so far going as planned
red right white

the second coming of christ be downloaded
just an after dinner
who can afford mid life crises
snow, retarded traffic, grid lock, panic attacks
the omen for the roman clatholic
and as the masses tip their hats to legend Tim Horton
i focus my lenses on something more
i'm Turk Wendell
who here flys the invisible
ohh my brain
i walking away from an event having learned nothing
did i give the people what they
not if TV are any indication
should i cater to who know and go broke
should i keep my thoughts to or
should i them as i see them
a man politics
every day is
science is the
are you afraid of
the world to gabulon
not the

climax, my first words were curse words
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johnny rockwell, full male model
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rich, everything including the kitchen sink
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achilles, king of the old hilbillies
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jesus murphy, why you lookin at me
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dj critical, of the final frontier
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the sebutones, the minds the full lines of exotic robots
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buck 65, language artist
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