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I got so much on my mind
Refuse to
Here's ticket
the drummer get wicked
The crew to you to the back to Black
so I sack and jack
Then the Mac
Now I'm to mic it
(You I like it) huh
Hear my favoritism "Oh"
Never be a brother like me go
Laser, anesthesia, ya
Ways to your brain and train ya
The way I'm living,
I'm giving up
X on the flex, hit me now
I don't about later
As for now, I know how to the paranoid
Man, had it up to here
Gear I got 'em going in fear
Rhetoric and
just a bit ago
Not quitting,
Signed the hard
to keep from getting jerked
Changing some
To way in the better days
Raw metaphysically
Never followed a
Still dropped a
Never question I am God knows
Cause coming from the heart
I got better get some
(Get on up) of culture

Been spit in the
But the rhymes keep
been giving how's ya living
Now I protect a paid off defect
the record
And reckon an wreck
Played off as some
Made the call, took the
the laws
Not my fault they're falling off
Known as fair
Throughout my
So I growl at the foul
Black to the bone my home is your
So welcome to the

Subordinate
off an era
Cold pain
My 98 was 87 on a yo
So now I go
Crucifixion ain't no
chosen frozen
Apology to whoever pleases
they got me like Jesus
I rather sing, bring, think,
a brother while I'm in sync
Every brother ain't a cause a color
as well could be undercover
Backstabbed, grabbed a
the back of the lab
a Rab get off the rag
Sad to say I got down the river
Still some when I deliver
Never to say I never or had a clue
Word was Herb, hard on the boulevard
Lies, scandalizin',
of hate who's celebrating with Satan?
I rope-a-dope the with righteous
Bobbing and weaving and let the good get
C'mon
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Caught in the against time
The pit and the
Check the rhythm and
While I'm 'um
Snakes up the lines of design
Trying to blind the I'm sending 'em
How to the power
Cannot run and
But it shouldn't be
In a game a fool the rules
Got a hell of a nerve to criticize
Every ain't a brother
a Black hand
Squeezed on X the man
The shooting of Newton
From a of a Nig who pulled the trig
It's weak to speak and somebody else
you destroy yourself
First nothing's worse a mother's pain
Of a son slain in
wait for the state to decide the fate
So jam I dedicate
Places with the racist
of one of many cases
The Greek weekend I speak
From a lesson in Virginia (Beach)
I don't smile in the of fire
I go
But it's on bass and drums and even
do gitcha head ready
Instead of getting physically
I get mad
I put it on a pad
Give ya that cha never had

Fear of high
God bless your soul and keep
Never allowed, it loud
a bomb
Brain game intellectual
as a team
Never move
But
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