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Listen Dua'a Ramadan Kareem =)


Lyrics

Never Seen Before * (EPMD)




* original and "Remix" are the same lyrics with different beats

[E] Peace to Chuck
[P] Chuck D
[E] Yeah uhh
You're not tellin em huh? Yeah

[Erick Sermon]
They go ohh and ahh when I jump in my car
People treat me like Kareem Abdul Jabbar
when I'm supreme rap star they all know me
E.D. when I flash the greens on TV
MC's be robbin me of my technique
The way I speak, the way I get down, the way I sound
And if you axe/ask me, they must be on the jock
of the innovator (one two), rock roll bounce to skater

[Parrish Smith]
OK ** it, enough with the tight shit, grab the mic quick
Hollywood niggaz, put it down spit some hype shit
EPMD Erick and Parrish, Makin Dollars
with the rap scholars keep the show packed like funeral parlors
Deadly, murderous I know you heard of us
Holdin shit down on the block, nobody servin us (yeah son)
The E Double and Mic Doc, Boondox
Def Jam's off the meter yo, this shit is hot

Chorus: EPMD

[P] Never seen before, or heard before
The uncut raw
[E] I'm Erick Sermon
[P] and I'm Parrish Smith
(repeat 2X)

[Erick Sermon]
Check it, now I'm back with the flyest material
Mic Doc and E Dub the Grand Imperial
My mic's deadly, so I scratched off the serial
and stashed it, until I have to kill at will
Keep it movin, yes it's me in the flesh
it's no illusion, ** around and catch minor contusions
Whatever, I'm Smokin Joe when it comes to rap
I'm a pro-fessional, Tiger Woods I'm good

[Parrish Smith]
Time to black out, no doubt, people wanna know about
the inside scoop with the group, and are they comin out
Damn skippy I'm tipsy, high like a hippie
Don't take drinks from strangers cause niggaz slip mickies
That's why I stay on Q/cue, like Omar Epps in J-U
I-C-E so chill and bust the debut
In rare form the false alarm's the Mic Don's
back in effect, snap that neck, the P's gone

Chorus

[E] Never say never
[P] What? EPMD's back together
[E] And if it gets warm take off the hot sweater
[P] Flip the ill slick flow (flow)
[E] Watch us throw (throw)
[P] down with the other brothers toe to toe
[E] And if ya slow ya blow
[P] That's why we comin with the ammo
[E] Yo ten year veterans
[P] A thousand rap sessions
[E] Yeah the hard rockers
[P] The crowd shockers
[E] The head knockers
[P] Yeah EPMD's off the rockers

Chorus 2X

[E] Yeah, uh, uh, uh-huh, yeah
[P] Dude whassup
[E] Yeah that was dope, word up
EPMD for Nine-What, whatever, yeah, uh-huh...
Sample this shit, word up!


Timebomb (Public Enemy)





You go ooh and ahh when I jump in my car
People treat me like Kareem Abdul Jabbar
When I'm up to par no matter who you are
I betcha go hip hop hurray or hurrah
But the ahhs and ohhs is my kind of news
Pop your tape in put your car in cruise
I never heard the boos I never drank booze
Cause I just rock the rhythm left alone the blues
The L.I. mystique You sneak to peek
A look and then you know that we're never weak
I know you can't wait, it's never too late
No fear I'm here, and everything is straight
Cycles, cycles, life runs in cycles
New is old, no I'm not no psycho
The monkey on the back makes the best excel
The people in the crowd makes the rock well
The people in the back lets you know who's w**
And those who lack, the odds are stacked
The one who makes the money is white not black
You might not believe it but it's like that
When you come to my show, watch me throw
Down with the other brothers toe to toe
When you make a move, new not used
And watch the bro here just bust a groove
A fat lady soprano, loads my ammo
And hear my jam, with a funky piano
Easy on the wall but hard on the panel
A fool smokes Kools cause he chokes on Camels
In effect, the crew's in check
Run by the posse with the gold around the neck
Homeboys in heat, lookin' for sweet
Ladies in the crowd so they can meet
Somebody to body, makin' a baby
Givin' it to grandma then makin' her crazy
I'm a MC protector, U.S. defector
South African government wrecker
Panther power, you can feel it in my arm
Lookout y'all cause I'm a timebomb
Tickin', tockin', all about rockin'
makin' much dollars while the crazy one's clockin'
The rhythm, to shake the house downy down
Bounce to the ounce, sound so crown
The man, the enemy, Public King, no
All fall to the force of my swing
Like Ali, Frazier, Thriller in Manila
A pinpoint point blank microphone killer am I
No need to lie, got the Flavor Flave

To prove ill win and if not the save
I'll pick up, rack up - put your whole s** up
Just choose to lose the bet, emcee stick up
This is the wiz, but the mike's not his, it's mine
One time let the star shine
And I'm tellin' you, yelling at you you're through
Don't think you're grown because your moustache grew
I'm number one, you know it weighs a ton
And I'll be the burger, you can be the bun, girl
Surroundin', my steady poundin'
Get, get on down to my funky sound
And rock the rhythm rhyme, one time your mind
Rhythm roll, two times control,
the mauler and the caller of your doom
And when I'm ready to leave, you're gonna know I go boom
Three times y'all, rhythm rhyme and rock
Then you'll that the D is on the block
Four times y'all and never ever the w**
It's the hour to the minute, time to blow BLACK

Sternstunde (Freundeskreis)

an alle companieros guerilleros
mighty tolga - der soul guerillero
fk squad - don philippe - dj frico
unsere zukunft ist groß


auf dem makadam partisan
die uhr schlägt rasha shana 'ne neue Zeit bricht an
astrologen beschwören das zeitalter des wassermann
kein stern am firmament
das pentagramm kreuzt den pentagon'schen masterplan
aus den weiten kasachstans bis in die höhen der gulan
erklingt die stimme der massen righteous wie rastachants
philister müssen gehen sie ham' zu lange abgesahnt
nehmt ministern die diäten daß sie fasten wie an ramadan
bald werden köpfe rollen weil jetzt andere an die töpfe wollen
auch aus dem vollen schöpfen wollen
ihr'n tribut nicht falschen götzen zollen
weil der tanz ums goldene kalb nicht ungescholten bleibt
weil schon die luft zu verschmutzt ist
als daß man schlösser in die wolken träumt
bald stürmen 144 mit geballter faust
von gibraltar aus auf das europäische haus
und vor den strassen behrings fegt ein zauberlehrling
über flora und fauna des amerikanischen traumas
und sie holen sich was ihr's ist
treten über babylonische ufer wie euphrat und tigris
boykottieren das business wo der teufel im spiel ist
bis es ertrinkt wie osiris in den fluten der krisis
doch der schein trügt denn das harte unterliegt
so wie das wasser in bewegung mit der zeit den stein besiegt
so sind die massen in bewegung
nur so gewaltsam wie ihr flussbett
das konzept bleibt verkrustet die welt ist reformieren wie chrustchow
wenn auch in euern adern blut kocht steigt mit in die barkassen
man soll die welt sehen wie sie ist aber muss man sie so lassen
rap ist sprachrohr begleitet aufruhr textlich
das große spiegelt sich im kleinen das ist dialektik
denn das musikgeschäft ist nur ein bildnis für die wildnis
wenn du gewillt bist zu partizipier'n wo das schnelle geld ist
akzeptierst du das verhältnis das auf der welt herrscht
kapier das auch wenn du das system hofiert hast
der unterschied zwischen musikern und proletariern
ist wir verkaufen uns momentan profitabler
und ich mim' ihn' don quichote in ihr'm theater
weil erst das kapital die rebellion vermarktet
siehst du die analogie auch wir sind teil dieses spiels
man steht im rampenlicht und sieht nicht wie es schatten wirft
auch plattenfirmen sind multinationale monopole
musik ist nur ne ware sie akkumulieren kohle
auch wir sind teil jener gesellschaft mit beschränkter haftung
kein mensch ist mehr wert als sein mehrwert
ha'm wir nur noch vor profit achtung
effizienzwahn bestimmt parlamentswahlen
die kehrseite im nächsten millenium
leben 3 von 4 am existenzminimum
das sich im deutschen geld auf welt reimt ist das zufall
sind wir technisch raumpatrouille ethisch urknall
man sagt es gäbe viele stufen grau werdet nicht farbenblind
vergesst nicht was die scherben singen
"...wenn die nacht am tiefsten ist ist der tag am nächsten..."
und die revolution frißt ihre kinder nicht nur die erwachsenen
sollten wachsam sein wir wachsen mit und nicht abseits der zeit
sonst wird das dogma der bequemlichkeit das tradition heisst abstellgleis
die welt bleibt ein reisender solang sie um die sonne kreist
wir haben einen tod zu sterben ein leben zu geben
und eh' wir das zeitliche segnen nach unsterblichkeit zu streben
also stell ich mein schaffen in gesellschaftlichen nexus
lass mir mein bart wachsen überm textbuch


es ist sternstunde


mighty tolga


voll hunger und voll brot ist unsere erde
voll leben und voll tod ist diese welt
in armut und reichtum grenzenlos
von schönheit hell entflammt ist diese erde
vom elend ganz verbrannt ist diese welt
doch ihre zukunft ist herrlich und gross

Organized Konfusion (Organized Konfusion)




[Prince Poetry]
Capital P to the R to the I to the N to the C to
the E to the P to the O to the E.. TRY harder don't bother
Prince Poetry the man not a myth
I'm not the type that you can walk up and EFF with
Don't sleep just peep the whole damn connnnn cept
I'M OUT TO WRECK!! Sucker MC's steppin to me with garbage
I'm Goldilocks and I'm taxin your porridge (yeah!)
Ooooooh cold but yummy
I slept in your bed, and your girl sucks funny
I'm out to bash, beats and, drop snares
Crush tables and smash up chairs, YEAH
So consider me on a rampage
I spread out and hit ya like a sawed off twelve gauge
So back up, don't play me close
Most boast to be the best, but you can't, and will never
ever in your life, come close to a mic, assassinator
I'm playin you out like Beta
I'm, watchin you, front
Flaunt your puss-head lookin just like bark
This is just a verbal whippin
for all you who don't fall, but you keep slippin
Shootin the gift for the GUH-GUH-GAB
I'm gonna dunk on your neck just like Kareem
Ab-dul, yo and ain't cool
So don't let me act like a fool
Cause I'm takin off from the tip-top of the key
with the rock passed by the Pharoahe M-O-N, C-H
the chosen lyrical soldier who backs me up
when punks verbally and, physically try to get over
with no skills, no comp..petition
havin you reminiscin about a brother
who don't give a DAMN about dissin
Black and white, clever like a superstition
Cause concepts flow, with the use of a
pen, a sheet, and when braincells meet
Brain-bustin MC's try to get hype but
smell like doo-doo cause they can't even wipe butt
Stuck-up and quite conceited
Your one hit song, all year long, at shows
everybody knows it cause you're gonna repeat, like reruns
Put your iron away, cause I got three guns
Now that we've got things up and out in the open
and clear yo, grab a chair
Cause I swing with a style that's rather ill
The illiterate can't consider it legitimate so I
kick simplistic rhymes for the plain
For the peanuts, I commence to go insane
Shredder of a competitor, makin it better for
rap listeners, cause I'm headed for
the top of the hill where Jack can't chill
Just me and Jill cause Jack has no skills
Now tell me why everybody wants to be a Prince
No skills, no sense, NONSENSE
I'm steppin up front, and to be quite,
blunt a radical creator of a poetical hypnotical mathematical
slang slurs punch, that stuns and amazes
PRINCE POETRY SHOOTS POWERFUL PHRASES
Interrupting your braincells, dilutin your thoughts
Causin side effects fully disintegratin body parts
Cause I stalk when I pray upon in the form of the flesh
Now weaken when Prince Poetry commence speakin
Side by side I rock with the Pharoahe
Watch you decomposin MC's, and look there's only a shadow
Too late, cause I'm gone, I explode
and I drop a hip-hop again, atomic, atom bomb
Releasin lyrics that you better not be usin
Organizin beats that you find Konfusin

[Pharoahe Monch]
Yeah.. here we go..
Aiyyo umm Prince (yo!) Brothers try to swing on me
nut I don't think they can hit it (nah)
These (these) styles, MC'S they, JUST CAN'T GET IT (why?)
The way I ar-ti-cu-late my flows (my flows!)
Sometimes I think I know some shit
some MC's just don't know; THE
quicker I'm kickin the style
slippin and stickin the words hit quicker
better figure the verbs are thick in you
while the poetical fanatical rap acrobatical style
static never had any so I'm packin a black
automatic pistol itchy by the C.I.A.
By the way, my display of rhymes that I will lay
down on wax, distributed from a zodiac
Digitally, with a funky appeal
From the reel to reel, it doesn't matter
I still got the skill to get ill
Straight literature when you try to hit em with your
WACK STYLE, the critics are sore to crack smiles
So back up black cause you lack the skills
when I ask your girl, tax your girl
She said she wanted it from the back so I WAXED your girl
So why would you try to swing, on a nigga
with a itchy trigger finger better bring a bigger auto
hit, swing a nigga if you wanna get rid of me (damn)
Your first mistake, was to consider me
a new jack black when I ahhhh-lready knew that
So get back, step back, move back, out of my way
when I roll offbeat (offbeat) again
Again and again and again and again and again
Blending the style, mending it like this
so that you can check it out when I flow awkwardly
Awkwardly I flow, yo, let's go
Most don't recollect me as T-R-O, Y
cause I'ma get fly, with a microphone
dope with a microphone, you can't cope with a microphone
cause I'ma be illin, buckin off into your grill and
fillin your face with knuckles and watchin the blood spill in
down the sewer, always knew I could do a brother
with a crew of, good MC's
Or maybe even a few are stale MC's
I scatter data that'll catapault a metaphor
The epitcle epilogue editor
Trendsetter, letters are formin together
in the jaw side of my mouth, I'm alphabetic
Call me a librarian, rhymes are scary when
I mix verbs and phrases and put the vocabulary in places
where, only the M-O-N-C-H can do it
So don't ever despise
Red is the color when you look in to my Organized/eyes
you'll see Konfusion
When I'm usin a style for abusin MC's are loosin.. quick
The O-R-G-A-N-I-Z-E-D-K-O-N-F-U-S-I-N-G will TRANSMIT!

Tari Lebaran (Whitney Houston & Enrique Iglesias)

( 1 )
Usah bergundah pada kisah lama
Itu hanya mainan semuanya
Ayuh satukan rentak di jiwa yang beradat
Dengan tari lebaran kita berpencak

Pukullah tabuh mengikut irama asli
Bukanlah syarat tapi turutkan naluri
Menyambut syawal tiba anak-anak perkasa
Teruskan semangat ramadan yang mulia

( 2 )
Tari lebaran bukan tari cipta mendayu
Hanyalah alunan irama melayu

Jikalau membakar lemang
Janganlah sampai jadi rentung
Jikalau berpencak di lebaran
Janganlah lupa sopan santun

Hey! Kok sambung merebus ketupat
Jaga jangan sampai berkulat
Oh adik abang hanya nasihat
Ikutlah cakap emak bapak

( ulang 1, 2 )

Bertamu mengikat rindu
Bermaafan di pagi syahdu
Kasih pak tua kat anak cucu
Tidak terlupa hey duit saku

Bertanjak biarlah berentak
Pewaris adat pusaka bangsa
Biar bergoyang lenggang berseni
Tari lebaran di kenang jua

Bertamu mengikat rindu
Bermaafan di pagi syahdu
Kasih pak tua kat anak cucu
Tidak terlupa duit saku

Tidak terlupa hey duit saku

Basketball (Kurtis Blow)




Chours:
They're playing Basketball
We love that Basketball
They're playing Basketball
We love that Basketball

(Now rapping Basketball Number 1 Kurtis Blow)
Basketball is my favorite sport
I like the way they dribble up and down the court
Just like I'm the King on the microphone so is Dr. J and Moses Malone
I like Slam dunks take me to the hoop
My favorite play is the alley oop
I like the pick-and-roll, I like the give-and-go,
Cause it's Basketball, uh, Mister Kurtis Blow,

Chours

I used to go to dinner, and then take the girl,
To see Tiny play against Earl The Pearl,
And Wilt, Big O, and Jerry West,
To play Basketball at it's very best,
Basketball has always been my thing,
I like Magic, Bird, and Bernard King,
And number 33, my man Kareem,
Is the center on my starting team,

(To the hoop, ya'll, Watch out, Watch out
In yo' face, now here comes the rest)

Clyde, Rick Barry, and Pistol Pete,
Now these players, could never be beat,
Isiah, and Iceman too,
Just give 'em the ball, and then you talk up too,
Dantley and Wilkins are on the scene,
And Ralph Sampson is really mean,
Bill Russell didn't take no junk,
and Darryl Dawkins got a monster dunk,
Tell me, were you in the joint?,
The night Wilt scored 100 points,
Or when Celtics won titles back-to-back,
And didn't give nobody, no kind of slack,
Or when Dr. J shook the whole damn team,
With moves that came right out of a dream,
Or when, Willis Reed stood so tall,
Playing D with desire, it's Basketball,

Chorus

Aural Pleasure (Blackalicious)

In amidst, of the deep blue abyss, without your love found chance
Energy surround, enhance spirit now Aural Pleasure
In amidst your souls across ropes checking where your mind sun shines
Energy surround your head spinning now aural pleasure

They call me Gab and I rap
And I do my thing and swing it bring it
In my hab-i-tat
Where my vocals stinging even linger
In the back of your neck
Where you feel the tingle lingle ling
You will adapt to your snapping your thumb and finger eagerly
Now since we have to achieve
We must believe believe believe
Into a certain degree
Just like the wheat you need to feed you
Man this circus won't cease
It just eats and eats and eats
Until we serving these beats
In addition to serving MCs
'Till they go berserk and then freeze
Any day of the week I speak through speakers
You can burn with this heat
MCs you freeze to see (the reasons)?
Take your circuits and free ya up
From the he's and she's and needs
Emotion surface to be
Having your search through the abyss Aural Pleasure y'all

In amidst, of the deep blue abyss, without your love found chance
Energy surround, enhance spirit now Aural Pleasure
In amidst your souls across ropes checking where your mind sun shines
Energy surround your head spinning now aural pleasure

Check it out

On the corner of jail, but not a dealer of death
Realer, iller, conceal a feeling, sealing there's nothing left
On the top, on its penicillin, you got wish
It's a oracle, then it seize ya, I'm sure you got lifted
Oceans of rhythm inside a killer go ta death
Coming divine as I reach and travel in the depths
Moving your spirit just like you're walking through a 'X'
Choice of the generation, that come and be the peps
Bubbling all in your cups, don't even follow it up
Nothing to wallow in but the sound that you're gobbling up
Rocking in time until your popping your mommy up
Calling your Aunt, and also your pa, and the swallow the funk
It's just a little something that open your comatose







Stay to living in Babylon, with the spiritually dead ghost
This is recommended, I highly advise a toast
Hopefully it inspires and maybe encourages growth
Aural Pleasure y'all (x5)

In amidst, of the deep blue abyss, without your love found chance
Energy surround, enhance spirit now Aural Pleasure
In amidst your souls across ropes checking where your mind sun shines
Energy surround your head spinning now aural pleasure

Watch out Blazing Arrow

Test 'til it's scarred
Press through the storm
Find who we are, with true desire
For no human being
Quest for your dreams
By any means, endure the fire

PURE
Test and trial
An error destined to endure
Infallible unyielding to the adversary's law
'Cause I graft for the after me
Syntax in a masterpiece burner
Unless your flame's life surpasses eternal
You couldn't swing it if you had a pendulum strapped to your sternum
I am the sun
One with the son of man righteousness
Won't be defeated by the underhand faceless
Hands in the presence of greatness
I'll teach you how to backstroke
With cinder block bracelets
Dark paddling kicking in the quick sand no aces
Constance under pressure
Test how true your faith is FAITH

You wanna see my face, connect the stars
Passion birth right RAW
Hide electric Gibson guitars
Spark cohibra cigars
African Tsars
From the call
Think fast like Ramadan
I'm beyond the book of Ramah ad
Nigeria Phenomenon
A bbo
Dot to dot
I am the might of common law
Kum Bay ya
Chronicle
Got the run of flow
Jungles beside a hole
Songs that a side atold Geronimo platoon
Undergrounds a phat
I tousle now swallow slow
Let my fire killer higher
Hell a soul
Floss you with barbwire coils
Anoints with Allah bills
Cause royal karma's close
And can't wait (And can't wait)
God's be ghost
Waving a burning spear
I am Faith I am Faith I am Faith

Magic Johnson (Red Hot Chili Peppers)

l. a. lakers fast break makers
kinds of the court shake and bake all takers
back to back is a bad**fact a claim that remains in tact
m-a-g-i-c see you on the court
buck has come to play his way and his way is to thwart
m-a-g-i-c magic of the buck
other teams pray for dreams
but he don't give a [**]
penetrating the lane like a bullet train
comes the magic blood a telepathic brain
knucklehead suckers better duck
when the buck comes through like a truck
scott stops pops and drops it in
on his way back gets a little skin
from the hand of a man named a. c. green
slam so hard break your t.v. screen
worthy's hot with his tomahawk
take it to the hole make your mamma talk
i hate to burst your bubble but triple double trouble
is coming to your town and he's going to make rubble
l. a. lakers fast break makers
kings of the court shake and bake all takers
back to back is a bad**fact a claim that remains in tact
lakers are the team that i watch on the telly
cause they got more moves
that a bowl full of jelly
the buck stops here - pops - then cheers
a roar through the forum
that deafens my ears
the one and only know if his kind
sits in a throne
not for the records that he holds
but for being bald and bold
kareem abdul jabbar
all time great super super star
i hate to burst your bubble but triple double trouble
is coming to your town and he's going to make rubble
does anybody want some magic johnson
l. a. lakers fast break makers
kings of the court shake and bake all takers
back to back is a bad**fact a claim that remains in tact

Diari Ramadan Rafique (E.A.V.)

Sehari berpuasa terasa sungguh dahaga
Waktu berjalan laju tidak sabar ku menunggu
Nenek selalu berpesan jangan mengikut nafsu
Jangan kita ikutkan itu perangai hantu

Kisah dibulan puasa
Rafique seluruh keluarga
Jadilah seorang yang berguna
Semoga kita diberkati Allah

Hari Raya menjelma kurasa sungguh gembira
Khabarkan pada semua jangan lupa duit raya
Ketupat rendang kuih muih juga tersedia
Baju raya baruku telah dibeli sama

Selamat Hari Raya
Aidifitri mulia
Puasaku telah terbayar juga
Gembira hatiku tidak terkata

Sehari berpuasa terasa sungguh dahaga
Waktu berjalan laju tidak sabar ku menunggu
Nenek selalu berpesan jangan mengikut nafsu
Jangan kita ikutkan itu perangai hantu

Kisah dibulan puasa
Rafique seluruh keluarga
Marilah ikut amalan mulia
semoga hidup kita bahagia
lala lala lalala

Twisted (Tech N9ne)

[1st Verse]

I gets
More trips than a
Little bit
I smoked
More dips than a
Little bit
I'm not that regular
When stepping
I can't wait
Till I can fly
Away from
My competitor
Yeah Santana
Can die
My psychosis
Hopeless
Focus
Notice
My metamorphosis
Folks is
Broke and jokeless
Picture me in a syringe
Inserted
In an over exerted
Felon
Antidote having 'em running
Eternally
Across the helland
Dwamn
Losing my sanity
Living up in
Les miserables
** bitter broads
This shit is gonna have us stacking
If there is a God
Imma take the
X away from generation
Place it at
The end of S.E.
For the duration
Upon the level
Tell the devil to what
Skip a human
Imma tell him
Behold pale horses
Like us
Shame on a nigga
When he's feeling
Hella down
For a ninety-nine killing
Ain't giving a
** I'm putting Nair
In your leave in hair conditioner
Now you Hari Khrishna
To my listeners
In this ryhme
You will find
Psychotic scriptures
Saying it's something
Disrupting my mind

[Hook 1]

TECH N9NE
Your mind is fine
There's just not anyone
Like you
The whole wide world
Don't matter
No
They can't flow
Like you
Understand

[Hook 2]

My thoughts are twisted
So mixed up
My thoughts are twisted
So mixed up
My thoughts are twisted
So mixed up
My thoughts are twisted
So mixed up

[2nd Verse]

A
I'm lifted
B
I'm twisted
C
I'm sick and sadistic
A,B and C
Something's I do
I just can't stand
Up in my bathroom
I **
Six women
Mentally
Just me and me
Me and my faithful
Right hand man
Tie up a Muslim
And shoot him with liquid pork
On Ramadan
With force
I'll make a Christian
Read their kids
The necronomicon
On Christmas
Don't trip on this lyrical syphilis
I flip this
So the yonks will catch the vapors
Like menthalyptus
I'll feed a dominatrix patient
Pain pills
Give Wu haters permanent
Fang grills
Trick the artist formerly known
And give him
The same slave deal
I'll lift a couple of
Dr. Dre's reels
Sell 'em to Snoop
And No Limit Soliders
Just so I can see
How paid feels
Hazy shade
Of decade
Hookers with grave shields
Where AIDS fills
The carcass
Bet a milli on it
Techa N9na be the darkest
Heartless
I spark from the gut
So what the **
I'm trying to contain
The insane
But what

[Hook 2]

But I get mixed up
So mixed up
My thoughts are twisted
So mixed up
My thoughts are twisted
So mixed up
I try to maintain
But I get mixed up
So mixed up

[3rd Verse]

Welcome to my
Asylum
It's hectic
They call me dyslexic
Rogue infested
More vicious than Cujo
Fraudulent tested
The punks arrested
Got the neck slit
Exit
I'm twisted
I know Hollywood backwards
Says doowylloh
Force feed me a
Sumo
For about nine weeks
Playing Club
Nuevo
Till he's blue
Though
Then stuff him in the front seat of a
Yugo
Body filled with beef and toaster
Strudel
Let up the break
And watch him race
To the intersection
Now he's through
Though
Yastuvo
I slide with a gang
Of twisted individuals
Somebody better be
Looking for the criminal tendencies
Never will they get us
In the penitentiaries
Killa
Millimeter N9ne rips vinyl
I know
Mix flow like Korean albino
Wino
Once breeded an elephant
With a rhino
Called it the hell if I know
Throw Chucky Mason
Off in a pit
Of militant Jews
Banging hella opera
The real meaning


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