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in a maze And start the When they opened my It was to bloom
Thinkin' ten people, trapped in one room in my sandbox, sand all over me Overly to get the mic in my hand Now who blow it up (I do) Now who can rip it up (I can)
I glide like the ride of a man on a When they pick up the I ask him what he flow for Various of technique that's inside of me Never try to be something you not- and lie to me and ivory Keys on my piano Tryin' to test some music, but the rhythm push my your away Easy as the Hard as solid as the driven snow Pissin' on your Mark my territory then I'm back in it when Laughin' w/ the tears of a clown I grin
I'm manic-depresive ever I was an adolescent But I never panic in a when I'm bussin' Cussin' a sailor, With a full of jagermeister Ready for this world has to offer me
Plus it get off of me And never ever me I'm one w/ the The has blessed me Bet you wonder why you got in your character Cause you're caught in the of america
I just to help you all but All I do is at ya You can have a shot of Or maybe hit marija if you wanna but If not, drug-free But, me in the mix boy Right up next to three
out the side of your neck it ain't a remedy I just want the wide world to remember me I don't want to have to think you're working for the Sbotage. you can't this energy
You can be the center of attention if you to My party is in the other and just having fun too (so I'd like to signify the monkey that's in of you) All I to do is get rid of all the wack in you
Do not get because no I'm not attacking you I have to do nothin', the rapper's start smackin' you Maybe I should just you a taste of reality to my art show Its not about a
two of these a day and burn a couple calories Me and the mic are like and malory Rockin' a b-boy of my anatomy Hands on your You can this acadamy
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Today's in a And start the Accepted eclectic the phrase pays Old eddy hayes it's time to One of l.a.'s that's born and
Now that we've got ourselves a more acquainted Ain't it about time I get this painted I am you call a psycho-analytical Critical thinker of the formulas we all
I I'm running out of brain space in my hard-drive Plus I need a memory-card for my control Throw that up so I can see your finger-tips I'm about to rip it up better than
Yeah I had a crazy-people and invited you I know my underground hip hop excited you Now that I know this then I'm gonna throw it right at you I just want to give you everything you're to Down in the leimert park, hangin' w/ the Every now and then I've got to take'em to school again you should call me your hip hop counselor I'll be on the rhythm when the start bouncin' up
I'll give you a minute just to get together and We can a sing-along, all and together and Here's to the netherlands, sisteren and benevolence, birds of a feather and It don't what you say We all are are on a rap path, some are mis-directed When I say "who wrecked it" just they expected Aceyaloney-boy, accepted
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