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I'm on the run for my life It's seems that everything that you said was right Has come undone, lost my sight But have you ever thought you've done your
plat, now Ice Age is on the map Stackin' stacks, flippin' 'llacs, everything I roll black-on-black First album sold over a mill', second album gon' double that Ice Age
an 80's baby So ya my momma made me but hip hop raised me (Classified) My favorite rap album ever Jeeze, let me see Somewhere in between blueprint by
real education Before you're a color, first you're human Teaching humanity is what we're doing (Kid Capri) And just when you thought you knew everything
and stouthearted carved their names on history's bloody Page, The corpse of chivalry long dead Is turning in his loamy bed indignant at your new 'enlightened' age
to the folks back home Don't run and hide when everything changes Walk between the raindrops dry as a bone Walk between the raindrops dry as a bone Walk between
rest Like a lost dog between houses In the unknown open country Line up at dawn to see who's missing My age is a metaphor That only speaks of everything
me Aint no mystery On the outside peekin in End of your freeride No way you can win Beginnin of the end Of your liberal friends who pretend Everythings
to the boofers in the back of the 1 train They'll be kicking out windows,high on cocaine And then I jump the turnstyle I lost my last token Riding between
if you can't find it develop another plan strangely, it feels like you've broken through a cocoon suddenly you remember everything you ever
I could vividly recall my mood the day that art was murdered The wind blew a thin layer of dust on my garden bird Everything you knew was sideways and
is the infinite, intelligent, extravagant and eloquent That shit y'all talkin is irrelevant I put it down from the gutter to the tenement It's LL Cool J nigga, everything
fifth is lyin in they second drawer Next door to some bullshit they ironed Ya'll be makin up stories that them little kids be buyin I do everything my
a golf ball Or if you're a ping-pong enthusiast, that was a sound of a ping-pong ball Except generally you'll hear That's the sound of a match between
love me anymore Ah, these times are so uncertain There's a yearning undefined And people filled with rage We all need a little tenderness How can love survive in such a graceless age
all of evolution is graciously aligned The one single structure to which everything distills The air, the wood smoke there and the hills Oh, leave me here surrounded by everything
