[Chorus:]
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If you seen it or heard it,maybe probably I did it
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maybe or maybe not,I'll admit what I committed
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exhibit the truth because I'm living proof why
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I had no disguises,no verdicts,no alibis
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[Malik B]
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Look into my window,tell me what you see
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m-ill-i-tant school of philosophy
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when niggaz get dealt wit mental velocity
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connect my sentences and thoughts like apostrophes
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we represent hypocracy,it ain't no stopping me
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until I fulfill the term of my prophecy
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my attitude is scarred by this inner-city urban
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iller dolo stress on my brain just like a turban
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who get grazed by the bullet?
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triggers,who's quick to pull it?
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the anti-bullshitter,islamic extortioner
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you're the forfeiter unfortunately
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niggaz who wanna gyp me
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I cause humidity so come and get me
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I'm simply,the cat to lay back
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I chill and what you
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the silent ninja
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intends to injure,now I got you
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sanity was lost so now I'm found insane
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I'm seeking streets to jeeps
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hours,days,to weeks
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I even speak to geeks
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I hold my fortune,it's sweet
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I'm discreet in the streets,but that's just the way I play though
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I lay low,but over your head just like a halo
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hell's angel,these thoughts you cannot untangle
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when I drop jewels,niggaz they wear 'em like a bangel
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check it out
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one time for your mind like that
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[chorus 2x]
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[Black Thought]
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Look into my window tell me what you see
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lieutenant university of philosophy
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while you not possibly escaping what I'm meditating
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my shackle of thought tackle you while I'm educating
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your dome's resonating from inhalation of darkness
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while I spark the smart shit from what you waiting
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since you waiting me at the top of the pile
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wild delaware file,pennsylvanian,sub-terranean style
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step up into my crevice and taste the medicine of the champagne
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king like evelyn leaving you leveled and
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sabatoged,it's all camaflouge like the devil and guns
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and coke peddling,olympic medaling flashback
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that of a war veteran,blast at
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the programmer bringing lashes 'cross your back
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on some accuracy of a brainwashed Bosnian troop
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that swooped down through your roof without sound
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on a lyrical Nat Turner mission,reacting off of intuition
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continuously alert,no intermission
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if your ears hurt,you shouldn't listen
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that means you artificial and my style'll poison your brain tissue
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your inanes are crippled once the gamma rays hit you
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my grains habitual and I should never go against
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the ritual I've been mastering ever since
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I was among the flavor youth,remain sharper than a saber tooth
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my deliverance is self-evidance
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vi-tal,lyri-cal science
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NOW!!!
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[chorus 2x]
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[Black Thought]
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Who knows what you snorted
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or who support what you recorded
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but don't get it distorted,in this orbit you're aborted
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??,shit's imported,exported
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styles,they get sported my paragraphs aortic behold
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the illest medely got you in the choke hold
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illadel epilouge,top league plus plush in Vogue
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slice tongues from your area code
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student of life with the rugged exterior mode
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blind a devil with the bold black and gold shine
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I walk the thin line and hold mine,let the people respond
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it's mind detect mind
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swine decline let the power refine
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build like it's 1999
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in this day and time
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the reptillion rooms,the sextillion tons
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your armageddon gwan come from the sun
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untouchable cuts that's unclutchable for some to understand
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so y'all sit back and wonder damn
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I like to take this time to show you who I am
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original man,Black Thought,aka lieutenant
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Malik B'll be the m-ill-i-tant
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known to vanish in the atmosphere
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we up there like the stratos
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[chorus]
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No Alibi
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| The Roots |
