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my mind can expand As high as I am Chill I'll be fine with a gram Cause I'll be bumpin through the speaker box Tryna bust a flow At first an outcast
me the last letter (last letter) full of anthrax relaxed on a bed of thumbtacks here to catch these halos fallin outa heaven I'm collectin by the box though cut the circle
will unravel your team I'm TRL next to Avril Lavigne, all my carrots are green (uh) The booda is purple (uh) we rule and i hurt you (uh) You movin' in circles
in Nowadays you lucky if less then ten Meet my boys on the inside greet them with hip hop salutations Made up of hand shake combinations Looking for the spot where the circle
to be made For me hazy times fume all around Burning grass in a field of endless supplies Tall people casting shadows on the short Little people running circles
Exactly how much will have to burn before we will look to the past to learn we walk along this endless path which has led us in a circle so here we
tongue-tied The truth is I'm not sorry It's bigger than the both of us A pillar of salt, a box of want You were pulled out of the embers It was never
't tell the difference they both just blend together. And I just put each day in a box on a calender Winter to summer And I'll go walking in that same circle
terminate, like a dirty hypodermic needle My vision's clearer than the sights on an eagle Stop them bustin high, bring the head back to my table Don't front, circle circle
mustard mustered up nothing Brain fuzzy, cause he?fs buzzin?f, woke up from that buzz Now you wonder why he does it, how he does it Wasn?ft cause he had buzzards circle
cut mustard, muster up nothing Brain fuzzy, cause he?fs buzzin?f, woke up from that buzz Now you wonder why he does it, how he does it Wasn?ft cause he had buzzards circle
that we live in, let some tell it Some put it in books, some yell it You need to make your own choice, be your own voice Set ya soap-box up, let your
the rocks is Tak Back on the block what? Tapping your vest like I just happen to pop up Trapped in a circle And now he?s itching to box But no way I?
house there's a circle, where the life comes in From the stars to my home, down through the stone, I could have been so alone, Without my precious box
the 411 I got the cnn We on-line Tv & me we kin My click is the mandelbrot set My crops lie unbroken Your hoaxes, a feeble attempt Circle perfect, bring
