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Handouts
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The Unorthodox
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Home Of The Brave
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Brothaz
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What About Us?
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Live from the Plantation
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Jugular Vein
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Pull Out Your Cut
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Heavy Artillery
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Welcome to the World
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A Glimpse at the Struggle
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Earthcrusher
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New Man Theme
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The Sun
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Collapse
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Return of the B-Boy
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The Fries
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Head High
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The Now
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Bad Card
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I Heard It Today
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Friends and Neighbors
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Long Distance
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Washitup!
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Hatred
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This Won
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Ultra Mega
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Triangular Warfare
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Daddy Dearest
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Phantom / Featuring El-P
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Madness in a Cup
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For You
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Dawn
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Status
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Get Wise
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Intro (Missing Person's File)
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Police Brutality (Skit)
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Sneak Preview
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Folklore
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Fulcrum (Insight Mix)
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Phantom
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Wanted
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Collapse the Walls
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Success
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Iron Helix
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Red October
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Post Mortem
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Ultra/Mega
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Murs iz my Manager
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Looking In...
Seconds after I have been swept off my feet
Open through the doors and in steps the beat
Complete with medical packs and four fours
Looked at me and said "Damn this nigga need God&"
Bored, apart in the streets he got beat
The meat, a disenfranchised he left wheat
Me, these images I couldn't ignore
Personas of the rhythm who just walked through the store
This man's slim, sported a red glim, noticing damage within
We remove bullets and pack skin
The kickdrum slur reopen my eyes, he say don't worry
At the clerk he say don't fire rounds in the flurry
And I have bad, tied the hostages with his gat
Told 'em break the fuck out and never look back
They have the form like Miyagi for the kamikaze
Then they got me walking out pass the local paparazzi
I see y'all re animated, sure kick get damned a flavor
We came to save ya and we came to, pull back the data
I repay a major situation across town, my music is lost sound
Cause they had us locked down.
They meaning sucka rappers had us heard past
Comic clowns who be making shit sounds and laughs
Then they facing masteries, just fittin' lack of pieces
Whats dope and hope that we accept the wack atheists, Jesus
Where's the chamber? Allow me the become the scum rearranged uh
They said "focus ya anger" and bring the rhymes that you wrote
Because these folks will hang ya
I accepted their concerns turn to him and said
"Fuck that written shit I'll flip that kid off the head"
What about the feds? Ayo we left them a decoy
We didn't want the beats to know we brought back the B-Boy
Hip, Hip-Hop (I'm a bring it back)
Hip, Hip-Hop (I'm a bring it back)
Hip, Hip-Hop (I'm a bring it back)
Hip, Hip-Hop (I'm a bring it back)
Hip hop is so wack, the beats are fighting back
And I was sent to attack, so I'm following the map
X's mark the rappers out with two head with
Ferocious cademies that only need with the next spliff
Step by step I'm headed toward the set to analyze the threat
And make him regret, the day that we met
I suspect he got a smooth box, I head into the rooftops
Where I'll make me strategy so I can splatter them
They were only half of them, five less rappers alive
So we can vibe the stand and then, dope they didn't coincide
They were half religious, and vicious, with dark wishes
Which is to assure the core of hip hop which is snitches
I dropped dimes on how to travel back in time
So they can melt and miss the nine pioneers patterns to rhyme
And I'm furious, seething at what I'm seeing
Soon those niggaz won't be breathing
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