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lirik lagu buck 65 - terminal illness

[verse]
it was a boring dystopia
hopeless, outlook parochial
odious held down by hostilities and phobias
insiders aren’t always the best guides sorry
insecticides it wasn’t like the west side story
innocence, in a sense, it started with markings
territorial, memorial, editorial, primordial
possibilities, facilities, broke
artillery smoke
graph was like a reverse invisibility cloak
individual expression, wild swirls, immortality, the seven mile world was a gallery
~n~logies
a mirror
complete with еrrors and misspellings
p~ss smelling
tumors
truth tellеrs
dispelling rumors
robbers and cops
lost focus
robert moses
enormous failure occurred
sure word to norma mailer
he got it
no hope, no chance, no wealth
the writing on the walls, an advertis~m~nt for yourself
he knew what we were up to
the code that we stuck to
in the early days
every expression was “f~~k you”
deserted like the sahara
this was the era of the outlaw dance
no cap, no capoeira
throwback, no class, in fact, no academies
advanced tragedies, savagely expanded dance strategies
pageantry, persistence like pistons
listen honcho, big shots and such got punched out like piston hondo
it’s not pretty in the onslaught, some got shot in a hot flash
solution?
dot dot diddy dot dot dash
say no to disco
the break psychs and excites
it enriches
i’m hitting switches like mike with the lights
check it
no whack sounds
my background is checkered with angel dust
listen to me is a dangerous record
the breakdown part two?
dangerous record
do you wanna see it?
no you don’t
i guarantee it
don’t rock the freakin’ boat
a few bucks to stay afloat
atta luck punks got stuck up for the sheepskin coat
champs became mascots in the day before blackwatch
came the brothers disco and the mighty mighty sasquatch
pullin’ the masks off your camp versus our camp
ramshackle djs devoured by the power amp
out of the garbage cans the beauty of it shines through
casanovas all over or the nine crew behind you
the skies grew dark from deep to instant shallow
crazy legs saved hip hop some say vincent gallo
locations and contingents hallowed
and consecrated with good cause
the applause is focused and concentrated
legacies are complicated
trophies are polished and varnished
statues of living gods demolished and tarnished or worse
scriptures and verse both sacred oaths and credos
the words become blurred with agendas and egos
every player in the league knows there’s layers it’s disappointing
we used to crown queens now who does the anointing
it’s all fingers pointing the stink lingers
pass fumbled sound station fell silent as the foundation crumbled
positions abandoned and militias become mechanized
guerilla groups expand faster and grandmasters go unrecognized
priceless, there’s a hunger crisis, we need oxfam
marley’s the man, but what about roxanne?
passions inflamed, we need rations and pig meat
utfos flying over the big beat
the stories of categories that we may share
theodore’s a king and so is dj flare
no limits on museum exhibits for show and tell
dj premier’s a king sure but so is jel
naysayers go to h~ll, samurai and shogun
flash is a grandmaster agreed but so is jorun
sound the alarms, l!ck shots, and let the bells ring
and by the way, i did not like that eminem melle mel thing
i did not like that
top to bottom, through and through
and yo maybe this sh~t means nothing to you, but it means everything to me

- lirik lagu buck 65

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