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Distorted Prose
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Asylum (Permanent Underclass)
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Culture for Dollars
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Ever Somber
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Absence
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A Beast Caged
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Bricks Crumble
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Eyes to Form Shadows
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Paragraphs Relentless
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Abandoned Language
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In Midst of Struggle
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Opiate the Masses
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Köner
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Spiritual Healing
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Content To Play Villain
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Blessed Are They Who Bash Your Children's Heads Against A Rock
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No Question
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Speak Volumes
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Stagnant Waters
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Lynch
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Starved For Truth
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Corrupt (knuckle up)
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Isolated Stare
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Antichristo
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Tarnished
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... From Mole Hills
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Armed With Krylon
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Hold Tight
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Heads
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Classical Homicide
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Street Diction
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(Subversive Script)
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Who Medgar Evers Was...
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Forever Close My Eyes
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A Collection Of Miserable Thoughts Laced With Wit
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Trampled Brethren
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Voices Of The Ether
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We Lost Sight
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Gutter Tactics
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Black Smoke Rises
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2012 (The Pillage)
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Atypical Stereotype
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Los Macheteros / Spear Of A Nation
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Swollen Tongue Bums
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Three Rocks Blessed
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Images Of .44 Casings
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The Untravelled Road
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Praise Be The Man
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Shattered
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Streets All Amped
1.
Abandoned language only when i thought my masses couldn't manage.
Wisdom gained with age is lost to page as adage.
So tragic, that average trajectory.
Incendiary thought and vast vocabulary makes none the less of savage.
A fist or full clip might be quick to split that cabbage.
This breath? It takes tactics.
Haven't quite mastered movements after three full decks.
What we seem to go through rarely ever makes sense.
From the scorching country fields to the heart of projects,
What we know of history's always marred in violence.
So I, Etch my own stone into tablets.
Never felt a need to live elaborate.
Fuck them pretty niggas with their rings and silk fabrics.
Need an ear to concrete to speak correct grammatics.
Heard same beauty in my noise where the rest heard static.
I've had it, Trying to explain this same formula.
Perfect paranoia.
Don't let me trust a soldier.
Thought we'd all understand now since we're older.
They pass manilla folders and 100, 000 die.
They built the public schools with factory workers in their eyes.
Since we don't manufacture now they don't need men.
It's easier to start wars than it is to feed kids.
Damn we callous.
We kept off balance.
Kept off balance as i harness raw talents
Said a million times prefer bullets to ballots
Kept off balance
Ideas are valid.
2.
Ideas are valid.
They say i'd best whisper
Ideas are valid
They say i'd best whisper
I say i'll keep a pen to pad and fingers on triggers.
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