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1]
The Black falling down, its goin
No subject matter, I dont hear it around
Minds over matter , they don't cause
We matter, DJ Lord's on the platter
shake this, the gott-damn matrix
Got actors politics, the tricks
Got hot chicks in the of of wack ass rap flicks
videos (hoooo)
Turn off the got-damn
Cause they dont yall what yall need to know
Cant fade it though, Lord fade it yo
Year of the , make love fuck war tour
After 2004, i swore
Dj Lord come bust down the
Los Angel-less, New Jack
They say fuck the sticks they be the city
sitting outside smellin shitty
Thanks for not giving a thing pretty
So called land of plenty , can't spare a
It's the nots against the haves,
Is you wit me?

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2]
You be cuttin tracks
But he's edge
The sword of Lord high Phil Upchurch
the verse, the truth hurts
From the of that sonic autograph
,don't make him mad
So I spit , how loud you it to get?
sweat.
2005 flicks, new trips through dirty
Hits and all those bass
yall,
Cmon, cant forget to this
If the shoe fits get with the ramblin
it, to stomp out
All dem nitwits D stylin
Don't you where ?
On the new
the Land, cause the band
Hits the fans, watch all SLAM the jam
Yes they can can, the man
Take a stand yall, wreck the

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3]
One stuck in the rave
Millennium craze
Cross to the new phase
Like the old days, in convoluted systems
Existed in the beats of existance
Cross the Land, cause the
Hits the fans, them all SLAM the jam
beats , frisk him
Find not a pop thing him
Multi-ethnic like a
Cant hear
You in prison
Hands be whizzin, the wax
Movin tracks from across the
your mind he attacks, DJ Lord.
Scratch the gospel , tell them wack ass
They can go to hell,
The rave
See the swell, got even when the needle fell
Still them cuts over the yell!
Through the verse, the hurts
From the aftermath of that autograph
Mr Chuck , Dj Lord the tracks
Yall WHAT YOU LISTENING TO....