Letra de Why?
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make haste, were leavin behind this feeble mindedness, runnin in circles like a record with the needle grinding this, lava hot, meltin all the comp on the shelf, bombin' stealth, comin' to fuck up your whole commonwealth, so which ingrate's gone first, lace your converse, heads ll' fly like taking part in interstate commerce, it's a good thing they invented music cuz I be ventin through it, hunting fools down like second eugenics movement-get it stupid, cuz without thinking suckas see an argument and get in to it, and when you prove em wrong they wanna box like lennox lewis, ask em whats wrong with the one getting lived in,you ever led a mission? dissin the sunset, your trippin'
packaged so, disseminating facts in the flow, on have to know, basis, cuz the status quo has to go, fouled in mid-air but still made the basket tho, tenkan to an arm take down, cuz your attack is slow, that's what I figure to be a reasonable maneuver, for taking out ignorant people, losers, and other evil doers, more tacks than needle users, this skill should be axiomatic to any passerby, make wack shit?-- id rather die!
if it aint the words its your delivery, trippin like the floors slippery, the age-old conflict of the core and the periphery, look at what the war did to me, that was horrible shit to see, im trying to heal now, cultivate more religiously, sketchin dark scripts like Stanley Kubrick, (can he do this?) give me break-I never said this shit was family music, but on the other hand, neither is it the result of unmitigated greed, the destruction of which I would pay to see, its all ignorant rhetoric and empty livin' if that's the rule then im filing my dissenting opinion, the beat hits your head-lyrics bangin' leavin your faced lumped, subsurface west coast heat, we make it slump
packaged so, disseminating facts in the flow, on have to know, basis, cuz the status quo has to go, fouled in mid-air but still made the basket tho, tenkan to an arm take down, cuz your attack is slow, that's what I figure to be a reasonable maneuver, for taking out ignorant people, losers, and other evil doers, more tacks than needle users, this skill should be axiomatic to any passerby, make wack shit?-- id rather die!
if it aint the words its your delivery, trippin like the floors slippery, the age-old conflict of the core and the periphery, look at what the war did to me, that was horrible shit to see, im trying to heal now, cultivate more religiously, sketchin dark scripts like Stanley Kubrick, (can he do this?) give me break-I never said this shit was family music, but on the other hand, neither is it the result of unmitigated greed, the destruction of which I would pay to see, its all ignorant rhetoric and empty livin' if that's the rule then im filing my dissenting opinion, the beat hits your head-lyrics bangin' leavin your faced lumped, subsurface west coast heat, we make it slump
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