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All My Love
I'm taking you back. I'm taking you back. Here's another one. . Uh, yeah, I remember being on that nigga's shit, hard. Back in the days in the projects.
Tomorrow Never Knows
Tomorrow never knows, usually tell it's too late. The day 3:16, when you meet your fate. The time of revelations is now, just look at the news. Shit happens everyday and the battle we lose.
Put A Curse On You
Put a curse on you. . I do you like a witch doctor. Triple hex put on your soul. Ain't no one gonna stop the torture. I put you through putting pins through your voodoo doll.
Low Class Conspiracy
Aiyyo we headed to a party to go see what's happening. Smoking a lot in the car turn on some rappen. Start to freestyle we be up on our way. Finish up the blunt, somebody pass me that tray.
Jazz Cats Pt. 1
Yo, I be getting lit listening to Sun Ra. Early George Benson on down the Hampton Hall. Steve Cole, George Cables all up in the Rhodes. See the Walt and Herbie Hancock drop the heavy load.
Civilization Day
I woke around this mornin at 7:30. Head hurtin' and my stomach felt funny. Then all of a sudden a hand came out the sky. Suckers swarm around, many begin to die.
Boom Music
Grip the stereo in an instant. Then I twist up a bud, light an incense. Grip the stereo in an instant. And then I twist up a bud, light an incense. . Grip the stereo in an instant.
Bad Character
Yeah, check me out, check me out. Public enemy number one. Lord Quas up on the set, word bet. Bad character you see up on the screen. I'm just sinful, vicious.
Astronaut
(You Ain't No Astronaut) But We've Been Out There In Orbit. And Walked Further Than The Moon Ain't We (Ain't We). Ten To One Of You Found A Dude. Straightened You As Good As Me. Wouldn't Be No More Angel To Me Anyway (Anyway). (Ain't Gon Pull No Train On You.) (Yea Man That Shit Was Wildin'.) (No Fray Train Anyway.) (Maybe One Or Two After The Surprise Eve.) (He's First Cuz It's His Party.) (First As Four As They'll Know Anyway.) (And It Ain't How It Look Like Rain Tonight Anyway.) (Come On, Come On).
Kryptonite (i'm On It)
I be on it all night, man I be on it. (Day, day). All day straight up pimp. If you want me you can find me in da. . Ah. (I'm on it). Ah. (I'm on it). Ah.
Pimp Hand
AK-47 pointed at y'all, motherfucker. I ain't gonna be shy about it at all, my brotha. Bust the heat shit, duck the precinct. Ya trust your freak bitch, we all gon' fuck her, god damn.
You're Gonna Get Yours
Ooh chuck, they outta get us man. Yo, we gotta dust these boys off. . In this corner with the 98. Subject of suckers object of hate. Who's the one some think is great.
Yo! Bum Rush The Show
Yo! Yo! Bum rush the show, yo! Bum rush the show. Yo! Bum rush the show. . I am takin' no prisoners, takin' no shorts. Breakin' with the metal of a couple of forts.
Y'all Don't Know
In the whip, tryin' to a grip. On how to bring the next and the new shit, brain lit. No pen, no pad, this the sickest, illest thought. I ever had thoughts of my ol' dad.
World Tour Sessions
Behold The Whole Planet. Upside Down I Put It Down. Shuttin Down Disco Clowns. I Get Around. This Rap Game's Like A Sport. Been Thru 2 Passports. Ass Stay Up In Airports.
Whole Lotta Love Goin On In The Middle Of Hell
Whole lotta love goin' on. In da middle of what?. Say what?. What's goin' on?. . I leave 'em home alone. Dey turned into danger zones. Studio shootouts, leavin' no doubt.
Who's Your Hero?
Chuck d. And i'm a keep on spreadin. Them names of livin and dead legends. Till armageddon. I save n support those makin a livin. Against those makin a killing.
Who Stole The Soul?
Once again this is it, turn it up. Here we go, but this time the rhyme. Gonna ask who did the crime. Then let's get down to the nitty-gritty. . I wanna know who picked Wilson's pocket.
White Heaven/black Hell
White lies, black history. White agents, black athletes. White Jesus, black preachers. White government, black drug dealer. White lawyers, black entertainers.
What You Need Is Jesus
Halleluja, Jesus, Halleluja. . Now here's the pop turnaround jumper. Hits the rim bounce away the new slave trade. (Hmm, hmm). Manchild six feet five but juvenile.
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