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(Phone Rings)


Up?

Yo I Can't hear you
let me you right back

I sense tapping into my phones, why do
I got this in my bones, I might die soon
the F.B.I. be tryin to pull my files soon
I might be walking, blindfold a typhoon
I be seeing rockets light up the night sky
outside of the window, of my living room
and if do
then you can say goodnight and bye bye to iTunes
if I don't try to, record as before I do
the plan is to have as in the can as I can
as I stand before you in this booth a dead man
blank stare, pan
look on my face is a gaze into
as I wait to be up in that van
just disappear into thin air
and they gon say a sniper just appeared outta
and I go into history
as the blood leech
who hid the freedom of speech
tried to take the ammendment
use it, twist it and it
and ended up dying a out the hero's splinters
the way to end this
I can the trim its tremendous
in remembrance of 11th
flashback to 7th
when was murdered in Vegas
he said that he his own death
let us forget it
we ever live to regret it
like the day that F. Kennedy was assasinated
in broud day by crazed lunatic with a gun
who happened to work in the same block
in the book depository where
the president would go for a little stroll
fired from the Grassy knoll
but they know
but do
who's for em to say?
tushay, we're all revolve in a spook-ay
this is as bout as cook-ay as ever felt now
countdown a meltdown
7,6,5,4 3,2,1
you can run
you can do you want to
but you you know you aint do nothing
when its time, its time
you are the target
you have
Public enemy one