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Damn back up on track again
[Incomprehensible] 'round the
Some of y'all again, it got dark
On your get set, out of sight out of mind

Hypocrites forget like marionettes, in the back like nets
The one who fuckin' laugh themselves to death
Lack of rhymes, meaningless punch
Battle for mind like Israel and Palestine

Good news in fuckin' hard ass times
No disses, repeated hook lines and chorus'
Days full of doris' got and wishes
Got the jam but gettin' up off the misses

Ain't nothin' wrong but wait, fuck love song
the R&B strangler bringing noise in the wranglers
Rock all the big times and Alzheimer's
Shot the pill I drop skills up in Brazil

Now the pitch, time for a switch
They it, I put the roof up on top of this bitch
Guess what Tony [Incomprehensible]
They forgot, I used to [Incomprehensible] around clock

Lord save us from that sword of Davis kidnap
Hip hop tracks and the in the game of rap
Put my soul in it, careless the gold in it
Boom the shotty, got 'em from the Paparazzi

Lodi dodi, when the Feds come and doom party
in the back, don't you know it's Illuminati
Ain't nothing changed, PE we be the crew
Resurrection in the here to save you

Yo, it's going down baby, it's going down
That's my word, we gettin' ready to turn shit
To the two and three zeros, you know what I'm
Have all the clocks goin'

Have everything goin'
You laughed before see you laugh now, blue cow
Hell now, black cow, word to
Word to bird, to bird nigga

One on one, hard like tarot
Behold the one man million man
Takes a nation, 400 violation
no power in this happy hour

Hazardous, no you don't Lazarus
Just black baby, my soul be at
spelled backwards is rats, let bra man rap
I'm trapped in the back with these cats

One step forward two back
habits claiming habitats, ratta tat tat
Wish you could turn back the of time
And get mental, pop the tape eight track Lincoln

I'm the mouth that roared, swore to the
The eye of hawk live and die by the sword
The forbidden, the six man be from the beginnin'
You know the hand be hidden

Intense, knocking block with some sense
PE got more jewels than presidents
The devil try to get me like a crucifix
But I'm focused on the like a local locust

New world is goin' down, gettin' 'round
I'm as spooked as by the sound
Fuck it with Saddam I'll bring a new
Ain't changed PE we be the same crew boy

Yeah, that's right, nine eight no
We out smokin'
And for all y'all that's sleeping on us
You're lacking, you're
Ayyo, 1-2, I've got my man
That's about to up on you and your crew

Ya know what I'm saying, check 1-2
Ayyo, Masta Killa I you to put one up in 'em son
And show 'em you done son
Ball 'em with the of the gun son, make 'em run son

down broadway beneath the J line
Slumped in the incline position mind
Beyond the shell which the soul
by the Allah, I'll be the most humble

But punishable
For those who are to righteousness
I strive to stay alive and this
Many fell victim to the

I mastered sex, the ovulates
The mic like gland impregnates
the paper the pain pours
Or the love of my brother that just the same

Fuck fame, my gun I to maintain
Moods are insidious baffles and
who label the God as anti-social
Chose not to their third eye
I travel at the of thought rate, it's fatal
What will enable a man to

And you can that and put that
On the back of brain son
Coming straight to you from Masta
Ain't nottin'

I told you PE is in full effect
Beyond the year
We taking no shorts and y'all need to know that
To make head fat boy

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