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Talib

Hi Tek...

Whom do we aspire to reflect on peoples
Who's entertainment shall we sing our
of our
That the destroyers aspiring to extinguish us will
suffer remorse at the sight of their own fantastic

The last imbecile to dream dream is dead
He was killed by the of his own dream
- 2000 seasons

Talib 1

Im not a human into no spirtual shit,
a Spiritual being manifested as a human it
When I spit I spray thoughts that's my life
Yo I step into the spot leave niggas open like
Take on em on a
psychologies of war
Things you can't if you've never seen em before
come back raw
out the c- 74
I welcome back to the world they think is run by laws
The world is run by men who use for tools
I come thru war tactics Shaka Zulu
Mcs is like play-doh
I 'em
smash em to
volunteer Slaves crave the i'm painting
The
You hear em on the radio
But the truth is traveling with the
As flying through the air like a javelin
Unraveling like a
Pound it in your chest a gavel in the highest court
In Bablyon, travel on
If the is foul, and you think foul is how you got to live
Then from the get your ass was
And foul is how you is
No excuses see, life's are set up like a mirror
Just to show you all your
Now your clearer understanding is
You had chance for revolution
You let it you by
That's why I'm wack mc's till the day that I die
getting you high
We stand our ground the believers
The leaning tower of Pisa and the Pyramids of
No
The way I flip it is
Tis the
no caroling

2
All
Flowing like spring in the desert
Balling through the land
Where niggas take a stand, like castles of sand
Free
For
Nothing but a plan to fail for selves
No of delf, needed daily affirmations of self help
Yo right in front of yo grill stop looking everywhere else
of planning,
Hustling and
for hookups
Took up too time
Like a fiend for that got cooked up
God bless the child got his own shit
I got my
So the fiends now opponents
They the
Stronger from
Shining like a golden shower, your i'm pissing in
a genocide mission like
The commission
Like fathers was supposed to be
While our sisters were to be whoring
it for a rainy day, money is pouring
Under grey clouds, black butterflys still be
Flying in frienldy
We classifying the
be flowing in the streets like crimson tide in my eyes
Tye be having me
But I get mellow with the
embarrasSed cause we discussing ebonics
I'm on a like sonic
In an age that the got bubonic proportions
Yo I call it reparations, but they call it

Just give me
But
been warned for the very last time
I'm not telling you
So relay it to your
You actually to do
Forget the drive in, driveby and drive
got to
Get out the car
Humble
Tilt your back, and look at the stars
Shining over someplace very far, from you standing
When the is clear
You just who put them there
What you know about the space you get in
Your peoples can't you in the distortion
The desert is
And you sucked and you stuck off freezing for like
seasons
Upon return from raping and crossbreeding
Your own people accuse you of and misleading
Causing confusion. Drug abusing
Now you all up in institutions
At this time you've got to it down and be showing and proving
An A&R told me i use to many catch phrases
true I'm trying to catch all my in all different stages all
phases

it's like y'all...