[Shocklee, Sadler, Ridenhour]
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I got so much trouble on my mind
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I refuse to lose
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Here's your ticket
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Hear the drummer get wicked
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The crew to you to push the back to Black
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Attack so I sat and japped
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Then slapped the Mac(Intosh)
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Now I'm ready to mike it
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(You know I like it) huh
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Hear my favoritism roll "Oh"
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Never be a brother like to go solo
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Lazer, anastasia, maze ya
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Ways to blaze your brain and train ya
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The way I'm livin', forgiven'
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What I'm givin' up
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X on the flex hit me now
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I don't know about later
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As for now I know how to avoid the paranoid
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Man I've had it up to here
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Gear I wear got 'em goin' in fear
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Rhetoric said
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Read just a bit ago
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Not quittin' though
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Signed the hard rhymer
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Work to keep from gettin' jerked
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Changin' some ways
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To way back in the better days
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Raw metaphysically bold
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Never followed a code
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Still dropped a load
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Never question what I am God knows
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Cause it's comin' from the heart
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What I got better get some
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(Get on up) hustler of culture
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Snakebitten
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Been spit in the face
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But the rhymes keep fittin'
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Respects been givin' how's ya livin'
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Now I can't protect a pad off defect
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Check the record
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An reckon an intentional wreck
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Played off as some intellect
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Made the call, took the fall
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Broke the laws
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Not my fault they're fallin' off
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Known as fair square
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Throughout my years
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So I growl at the livin' foul
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Black to the bone my home is your home
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So welcome to the Terrordome
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Subordinate terror
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Kickin' off an era
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Cold deliverin' pain
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My 98 was 87 on a record yo
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So now I go Bronco
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Crucifixion ain't no fiction
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So called chosen frozen
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Apology made to who ever pleases
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Still they got me like Jesus
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I rather sing, bring, think reminisce
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'Bout a brother while I'm in sync
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Every brother ain't a brother cause a color
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Just as well could be undercover
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Backstabbed, grabbed a flag
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From the back of the lab
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Told a Rab get off the rag
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Sad to say I got sold down the river
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Still some quiver when I deliver
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Never to say I never know or had a clue
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Word was heard, plus hard on the boulevard
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Lies, scandalizin', basin'
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Traits of hate who's celebratin' wit satan?
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I rope a dope the evil with righteous
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Bobbin' and weavin' and let the good get even
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C'mon down
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And welcome to the Terrordome.
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Caught in the race against time
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The pit and the pendulum
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Check the rhythm and rhymes
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While I'm bendin' 'em
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Snakes blowin' up the lines of design
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Tryin' to blind the science I'm snedin' 'em
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How to fight the power
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Cannot run and hide
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But it shouldn't be suicide
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In a game a fool without the rules
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Got a hell of a nerve to just criticize
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Every brother ain't a brother
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Cause a Black hand
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Squeezed on Malcom X the man
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The shootin' of Huey Newton
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From a hand of a Nigger who pulled the trigger
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It's weak to speak and blame somebody else
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When you destroy yourself
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First nothing's worse than a mother's pain
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Of a son slain in Bensonhurst
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Can't wait for the state to decide the fate
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So this jam I dedicate
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Places with racist faces
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Just an example of one of many cases
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The Greek weekend speech I speak
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From a lesson learned in Virginia (Beach)
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I don't smile in the line of fire
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I go wildin'
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But it's on bass and drums even violins
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Watcha do gitcha head ready
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Instead of gettin' physically sweaty
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When I get mad
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I put it down on a pad
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Give ya somethin' that cha never had controllin'
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Fear of high rollin'
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God bless your soul and keep livin'
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Never allowed, kickin' it loud
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Droppin' a bomb
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Brain game intellectual Vietnam
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Move as a team
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Never move alone
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But
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Welcome to the Terrordome
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