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[Main Flo]
I had to stay minal, when DEA stopped my gray rental Incidental, my girl home watchin Jay Leno Prophecize, I pulled the wise Wit frame eyes for disguise, talkin like them white guys Shallow demeanor, karma was the main schemer What could be greener, when all I thought about was Beemers Then came the questioning Arrestin me was steppin rare Askin permission so he could say he kept it fair Fake mustaches and hundred yard dashes Through lake molasses because my government's so facist Don't choose to ass-kiss dolo spots I did the massacus on all areas, harassless Don't want to do enough confront a cew That night I got two, went to sleep, woke up wit guns drew No time for cryin cowards Too late for fire power Karma convinced me to leave him at his dying hour [Chorus] 2x Now leading back to that night Reality strikes Them unknown faces are the casualty types [Donte] When you watch yo' nigga rise and disguise You despise 'cause I built an enterprise While you still livin lies And I'm all you want to be, but that's all you gonna be Get your long path and yo' ass from in front of me Niggas thought you had my back and you was stealin out my pack When other niggas try to tell me "I wasn't even feelin that" That's my ace, that nigga got keys to my place And he know about the cash, stashed G's in the safe Wait, no time to waste when best friends player-hate Relocate, can't sleep, now I gotta stay awake And take a still break, 'cause I be dealin wit this ill fate When niggas be fake, infiltrate and try to and steal weight "The way I vex, will cause an insane karma" [Del] 2x [Main Flo] All up on the humble Fuckin wit fake niggas that know I bubble Precise juggle, 'cause life is my type of struggle Seven-fifty IL's, and tales of fly females Who caught in these sales wit live details Shades by Cartier, and big links that hardly play It could be Auste, let's do this in a large way I want to see the Amazon basing To set out to gather my thoughts into a calm basement [Donte] Man ain't nuttin change, niggas don't know what they facin Already steady pacin, they seeds to be replacements We ain't the felon type Or into sellin white 'cause everything money bring, children of the malonites I'm Bob's song, provin Ja live, not gone To pay a devil on a loan, got to rob yo' own No love wit no peace, gave life to the beast As the defecit increase, Exodus outta Greece This note is legal tender, depths connect, render Evil spender, people mentors resurrect to evil vendor now Chorus 2x "The way I vex will cause an insane karma" 4x |
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| 4:56 |
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| 4:39 |
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| 4:18 |
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(feat. Talib Kweli)
[Talib Kweli] Transmittin. [Donte] Unorthodox, out of proportion Slop, nuclear hip-hop Tell the feds I'ma hidden underground warhead And when we go to Armageddon, I'll leave more dead You can kill what's killed, innocent ain't guilt I feel like pissin on your bed on that american quilt Keep my head at the tilt, ten is not what you spilt The kids still can believe these pyramids I built How Niagara Falls, what time death calls I shoot the gift and I'm still like a myth to y'all Pitfall, get on your knees and crawl Through the leaves, as steady, as he goes Y'all ain't ready for these flows Graphic, 3-D-O's lyrically CD's pose With the flash out your nose, like some fresh kilos I devour, your energy feild like powder Meteor shower slayin, decayin meteor power [Talib Kweli] I fly in, in the decked of the deckedets My presense be evacuate, in the presidents residence They never seen evidence of somethin like this Ever since the big bang theory And that's just a theory, hear me Fallout shelters, and the heat swelters Main book me a flight on Delta (You's a flight outta town) I seen the plan as clear as an Azima They got the CIA, the NAS, FBI, and FEMA Darsika you and the baby stay with Cheryl While I find an underground spot, I know of several I'm comin of age, and my special powers are showin Babylonian towers is blowin away in the wind I clense like showers, the sins from men They bugged everyone of my kin, I'm not sure what's happenin [Chorus x2] Nuclear hip-hop, non-stop (non-stop) Non-stop, non stop... (Continue to rock unorthodox) [Talib Kweli] They sayin the rhymes that I write is unforgetable And the styles I bust, is to mysteriously luxurious and lushious Like shots to the vein, the high rushes Straight to your brain, your focus is in my clutches As much as you pretend somethin such as your end Won't happen for awhile, you are livin in denial You were born, from liberated moms abscorn My family's torn, I'm the third eye of this hip-hop storm In my energy feild, phony men'll be killed Some of my files top secret, with the government seal Now they own us, cuz they want us, to be goners This is the time, who is the warner? We been preparing our techs in the van And Rampage is steering, let's make this jam Doing backwards changes moods on the land [Main Flo] My land survives plans like a stand Nuclear like 1945 in Japan I foreign aid my conflicts with porn raids When my snoring days were roaring like soaring grenades My average plot, took me to established spots Ravage docks, take control like Tavey Stocks Just mind control torque aight Wanna break with contacts, with mental cord, jackin four right I'll make you cough more {*coughs*} With long term effects just like the Gulf War Not purse Benon, but I sensed the charge For war in the east, when I lynched the guards Teams flips, money's king, assassination teams was clean Like Gipsapp ravines Regime caps, Korean gaps, was freein blacks A way out, had me seein traps [Donte] Yea, so I came in the forms of migraines And torn by brain fly crane style, I drain Habec pals Poppin all se-niles, with these for being foul Man enough to carry cuffs, man enough to stand trial You feel guilty by association When I capture your mind, then the rest'll motivate ya My brain is a weapon strong enough to hold a nation While balancing, galaxies and planets You can't understand it, while you out in seas stranded Visualize, infinite individual eyes When they realize the way we make the spiritual riiiissseee [Chorus] [Talib Kweli] Non stop... |
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| 3:11 |
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| 4:48 |
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(feat. Talib Kweli)
[Talib Kweli] Yeah, this is dedicated To all ya'll ma'fuckas who be listenin to lyrics You know there's a lot bullshit in the industry right now (Hi-Tek) But see this hip hop is sacred to us Na'msayin, sacred Got Dr. Francis Cress up in here (Eternal Reflect) Na'msayin, Mad House up in this mothafucker We boycott, what's the name of that store, Coger's Yeah, outta here Now listen, really try to understand what we tryin to say to you here Na'msayin.... Ghetto children steady rotting but ain't no stoppin Rottin flesh under the sun Makes a perfect place for a FLY to nest Settle down inside the corroded chest So it could raise it's own seed, yes yes Lies don't know what it means to be oppressed They got no feelings to express There's a tendency in bastardation we keep facin A sell-out, there is no toleration, get the hell out Or more bodies is wastin A way in the street, in between the people basing Dodgin rain drops from the sky, thinkin they fly Ain't that a bitch? Rich or thick ass from the heads on the block Not realizing they duty involves civilizing Tryin to understand but FUCK IT I need about a grand to get cash in my hand Where maggots in the chest cavity Gravity be workin against And so they downplayin the fence... Refusin to fly, the maggot don't quit It grow into a fly and be on some next shit... You will get yours within this time I master mics and I master minds Unconcious MC's, it's disaster time Wasn't my fault you couldn't read the signs Read the signs, read the signs Wasn't my fault you couldn't read the signs [?] Sent as the real, earth kill Taintin my spill for bad deals, gives a chill We're only trife, advancin bag mills but still (Do do do) Chances on the hill, we're twice as ill when I reveal [Main Flo] My sign read, gain my speed wit con weed Throughout my rhyme greed, I've always made the lines bleed I escape jakes cross-state wit rival lotto fates I stifle piracy in shadows where I hibernate It's smoke-filled caverns, ills plus the lighters flock Biters jock, I stifle heads just like I'm writer's block I'm killin patients, injected for the seven nations World got hatred, tryin to sue for reperations Cross the station, insomniacs is facin silhouettes While lyin on death beds, I murder crews wit pillow sets [Talib Kweli] You will gets yours within this time My master mics and I master minds Unconcious MC's it's disaster time Wasn't my fault you couldn't read the sign [echoes] [?] [x2] '98 scripts become the norm in the storm That's why he has came in multiple form '98 scripts becomes the norm in the storm That's why he has came in multiple form '98 scripts become the norm-[gunshot] [Main Flo] You know my crew, I'm seekin righteousness wit them, god A ?spearlessly? escaped to rims of nimrod Advanced writing skills, form micro-fields Mind at ease, drinkin teas, now that on hikin hills Didactic carry us from crevices to various Revealed in the ancient most that cover areas Wit philosophic mic prophet seek the higher gossit When I cease, I'm like an Arab takin liars hostage [Talib Kweli] Nigga, we would never deliberately deceive you This is too sacred for that We would never lie to you We keep this shit too sacred for that We would never tell you un-truths, half-truths Please, that's a devil's job Fuck that [beat changes] [Donte] Keep, keep one open if you sleep The shadow's on whitewalls when night falls on the streets Certain priests bear the mark of the priest Came in the name of peace and left your brain fleece All these teach And preach, they down wit the police In the nightime they shootin up dope, and drinkin white wines To givin pipe lines, blame it on the crack fiends And black teens gettin AIDS from the vaccines They set you up Shoot you up to spook you up Isolated, plainly stated, you been betrayed I bring knowledge to solid Foul styles polished Be havin sessions wit history lessons Get demolished, I'm hi-tech Disect to lie detect Days and last, no cash, can't write a check It's foretold, prepare to travel far rows Bar codes, laws hold those playin star roles Be down key like Lee, handle yo' business tightly Rightly, outta mind outta sight see Whoever said it, read it then probably get beheade |
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| 3:45 |
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| 0:28 |
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| 3:50 |
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| 3:21 |
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| 2:41 |
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| 3:45 |
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