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Lookin' at my watch it's about time To ascend with art of Zen another rhyme Manifested in the physical miracle Leading to a revolution is seeing
The mind as it rotates make no When I regulate, all the gens terminate 'Cause we cut and slice to the bone And decapitate that idolize Al Capone
Or Jimmy Hoffa not a hip-hop Just a with the mic that I shot ya up, beat 'em and we proceeded to rock tha Bells movin' well, so we got 'em hopped up
Trained, raw, like Big Daddy Plus I'm on the same day as Kurt Cobain Rap Nirvana, call me the piranha Without the drama,
Don't get this wrong, this song Hoping the can blow your way for once A man is truly dead when why we're all still waiting here so long
Astrologically, I'm the and the fish Made a wish, now I'm stone-cold lyrical I eat fish, chicken or hamburger But I eat 40 emcees on a hot
God's great, and munificent This is militant, in particular To the people, masses, classes Making the hardest of hard keloidal and
Contaminants with laminate sheet Unoriginal thoughts why we stay adamant we perceive to alter the mind-state Making time wait, holding us up for
I lost it, back in '96 When safe I'll play the game, I'm back in the mix a brand-new bag of magic and pixie dust Love hip-hop, pray it never into lust, take it out
Don't get this wrong, this song Hoping the wind can your way for once A man is truly dead when why we're all still waiting here so long
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Don't get this wrong, this revolution Hoping the wind can your way for once A man is truly dead when That's why we're all waiting here so long
Commandante, come home Commandante, back home Commandante, come home That's why we're all still here so long