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It's the underground styles of the urban masters The krazy kings be thinking caps and sparking quick (4x)
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It's the classic underground styles of the masters The krazy kings be thinking caps and sparking quick (x4, alternating jus, el-p)
Shit, I feel I wear the city air wet leather Alone, though the dwells so closely together dependent on technology I was raised as a child to keep me one Trying to outrun white from my tv keeps me numb Mr. disgusted, fortified, ill as God's son, not a martyr but a working member of a collective Who travel through the light as my corpse is dissected Cell pack, 'em a little something extra on the set Licking a slug at brandon lee just to be offensive like Told the redbone you comprehend, sex alone can't fulfill me Just cause I'm pinoy don't mean the government's not to kill me The krazy king to whom even himself remains From conditioning to remnants of and broken promises To myself, born to be the b-boy of stealth Who plot a point on the graph for every crab that he Citizens blitzkrieg nihilistic of dark euthanasia Fifty pen and pain phrase in alphabetical arrangement Caught a cat scan to color print my and frame it Battle my old pseudonym with a quote from cold fusion shit Before the three hit the target I'mma get a new life market, bells on But can seem to fall all over harlots and sirens And ignore those who love me Who in truth embody the rarity of true My man had a humor that's and gentle We backgammon all night Smoking kool cigs till the sun entered the From a bad merger of substance of hell his swelled It filled liquid in october, trouble and on a bus to ac When I saw his grave, I had the so I doubled him And affirmed to myself to float my way more credit And the serum something low and the love to keep them separate And blitz commander won because his armful a medic You must expedite functions of and stick to it Choose a concrete and bad to burn fluid becomes structure from the beauty of confusion Alchemy: heal your pain art, learn to use it
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It's the classic underground styles of the masters The krazy kings be thinking caps and sparking tags (10x)