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Memory Loss Lyrics - Deltron 3030 Instrumental Version - Deltron 3030

You try to get over you're gonna go under 

You try to get over you're gonna go under 

 

Literaly it's 3030 I don't got time to be wasting time on you 

Slow pokes 

 

I want ya all to, get open, like the ocean 

Brothers be buggin' like 'He's from Oakland?' 

What? I'll whoop you insinuatin we ain't capable 

Stupid ass niggas is gonna rape a hoe 

A few out a thousand 

My town is foundin' fathers of the black panthers we provide 

Answers 

You don't want to believe then ya all are some blind bastards 

They got you set up real good your neuralizing 

Industry rising while energies reclining 

Niggas think I'm whinin' but I really don't give a shit 

'Cause everybody's dyin' but ya all think that's the end of it 

That's why it's so easy to be a Benedict 

Or imitate 'cause they wouldn't teach ya algebra when you was eight 

Now you forniate and you hate children 

Forgot where you came from now your straight illin' 

Don't fight the feelin' 

You better deal with it 

 

It don't matter what you do or say try to get away but I'm gonna 

Catch ya 

Want to compare your self to them well guess what homeboy you 

Don't match up 

 

I'm my own individual so I know it isn't true just 'cause you say it 

Is 

'Cause anything that's truth got proof it ain't you 

That's simply just the way it is 

 

Lookin' up the sky is red 

City's burning up over head (flame on baby) 

We can make the best of it (rock that) 

In this post apocolypse (right on) 

 

I'm on some real shit 

So real brothers feel this 

'Cause we know reality is crazy 

That's why nothin amaze me 

Look in the past 

You might have to go farther then the book in your class 

My niggas cookin some crack and moms gets the first hit 

That's ok with you? 

That's ok with me 

I'm not here to judge the way you be 

I got my own ccomplications the governmen't shoeless rations 

Plantations is manlabor for 5 bucks for hourly intervels 

I get a G for that 

So believe what I spit to you is given back 

Don't think that I'm livin' that dream 

When the I.R.S reposes most of your cream 

Its like I dream when I lye I wake up 

I see all the people I disrespected and try to make up 

It's praise to the creator 

Relate to nature 

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