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This is at the Gallows
Rip The
Yo, I dialogue wit 'til he gives me the nod
Or replaces me wit a automaton
I don't barter for time I'm a martyr to
And a selfish soldier wit that was ordered to die
A burnin' in the sky my heart is warped wit a drive
Expressin' thoughts through a rhyme my are alive
It's like I've been crucified they me now like Nas
They punctured me through my side the was cauterized
I was revived after I
Only I saw how I was truly admired and worshipped like a god
Shit'd up my mind they showed me a sign
I fell off the ocean liner someone me a line
Let the world know the truth but it became my
Mothafucka you we even I don't owe you a dime
Sometimes I feel like killin' myself they've stolen my
I to be the illest for a moment in time
the ink to my pen to my pad to the ink in my arm
How can one diss song possibly this long?
Tyson the champ no more them days is gone
And Rip the Jacker ain't too stubborn to say when wrong

I get twenty dollars and go to Econolodge
And tie the sawed-off around the doorknob
the police squad and tell them I'm in room one oh five
And that a dirty inside
Woke up in the cargo plane playin' Lane
For some while I train in the misty rain
"One Day at a Sweet Jesus" is playin'
I'm sittin' there you prolly can't believe what I'm sayin'
But the voice in the back of my keeps sayin' "Germaine
This is the real man this is not a dream this is not a game
The only sixteen you got from now on is
and loaded and in your
or detach on land you the man
And the is the weakness leavin' the body, understand?
I can reload wit a pack call COMSAT
Tell you need suppressive fire for troops in the back stat
and counter-insurgence move wit a purpose
Absolutely mission you never get nervous
the shock tube to the surface
Standby it eyes open wit the scope on the terrorist
Tell him to go to hell in Arabic put a bullet his narrow neck
Watch the wall him get wet
I'm an animal I'll murder you and at your pets
Get the tape I know where the surveillance cameras is

If you a confession? you got it
You want product? twenty dollars
You want gossip? I'll give you on any topic
Recordin' the positive
Ripper's the best go confirm the status
One million page written on paper
Cheap label from Pitney Bowes' curator
My purification is greater
But tapered verbatim
My album is equal to fifty acres
Can-I-Bus before the Big
And after the big crunch I only say it once
Let there be and I write a sentence
The greatest discovery 'opethicus afarensis
to before Sumerians landed on the Cayman
In the Caribbean bacteria with antigens
And stone mannequins
The key to nuclear and four delivered talaria
Showtime at the gallow the Age of
And Space Harrier's life's last