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| 2. |
| 3:58 | 
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Show you where
Show you where Show you where Do what you want, but think about the omen A vision in your mind will lead your way Go where you want, but don't forget the omen A light at your side will show you where Omen... omen... Straight from the underground, Let me kick this quick, def mystic In other words let the spirits get to you Drop a spell, kinda like voodoo Experience the power to be hold Strong enough to make the space unfold Eyes roll back with a signal -dead- I'm ready Nightmares, kinda like Freddy Please to present the knowledge of the mind To make you dance intellect combined It's time for the pro to go to work Droppin' bombs as you get beserk Trancin', trancin', buggin' like a mother while you're dancin' Just a taste of something to get with Why ? Cause my ways are mystic Omen... omen... Black by historical demand The lyrical miracle, known as the prodigal Look in my eyes and all you see is darkness Wait a second watch as the sparks get Bright enough to light a pass to a new zone Dance as the beat keeps on Mesmerizing, with my voice rising Can't control the way I'm hypnotising People in the house to make you move Hip hoppin' in a trance type groove Barriers of thought are broken Magical my practical skills smokin' Heat it up, heat it up, give me the mike and watch the AK beat it up A little taste of something to get with Why ? Cause my ways are mystic Cause my ways are mystic (x 2) Play it back ! Do what you want, do what you need (x 2) Omen... Trancin', trancin', buggin' like a mother while you're dancin' Heat it up, heat it up, give me the mike and watch the AK beat it up |
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| 3. |
| 6:22 |
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In the middle of the night
A vision brings me light Time is on my side All the way In the middle of the night A vision's shining bright Should I go or should I stay ? Show me the right way Sweat pours down as I toss and turn While the dreams of reality starts to burn I see the vision of a prophet dressed in black When it spoke, the voice brought me back Woke up, and my hands are shaking, A rude awakening, but still I'm waiting For the picture to be real, or just a joke Then, boom ! My room filled with smoke Surprise, the shadows came again Then the figure said "You have sinned" As the message clicks, I'm not a "geto boy", but minds play tricks A scenario that carries you Below to the depth of hell, that I've been through In the middle of the night, I'll find your strength Choose a path and a lyrical wavelenght Positive and negative is what I'm facin' I'm out of breath like I just finished racin' Then a light comes through to let me know Which path to tack, and which way to go I'm knowin', flowin', trhowin', goin' crazy Once again, yo ! You can't faze me I'm going alpha, not omega Right now, not later against evil behaviour Trip down under, is what I provide 'em Sanity's gone, mind asylum Then the voice comes back but brutal Take good and evil and make it neutral Taken out comp, evil lies and walk beats Taking out punks, but still to say the least The job is done, and still I have the strength For a night in a lyrical wavelenght |
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| 4. |
| 6:25 |
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Maniac' the name is Swift
Homicidal the title, to take a life as a gift Cold crush, rhyme, rhyme, lady, scratch, and even music maker Bounce an' MC on the court like a ball player Proven by the lyrics on the mike as I extend the cut Making music, as the girls move and shale their butts Suckers with the heart, try to battle even cheat me They can't compete, nor they defeat, or even beat me With the silly dictionary rhymes they spond When the mike catches fire, it will melt and bend Then I'll use the court as a whip, as I teach this lesson I'll whipe the knowledga in your head, so you can't stop guessing Who's the best MC upon the MIC, SWIFT Executed lyrics by me, will leave you violated Make your body get the shiversq, eyes dilated Suckers perpetrate, and try to dis me That's why the suckers watching me like TV Survival of the fittest, is very vital Got my weapon on auto, boy, I'm homicidal Dangerous, mike packing and ill My peotry is my ammo, and it's ready to kill I'll put your head out with a quickness if we battle you know I'll make you wish you were in prison, sitting on death row Chrome plated, highly polished, and I'm running the joint I penetrate, like a hollow point Homicidal, is what I feel in my mind I have 100 ways to kill you while I'm saying this rhyme Perpetrators, can't even compare to this I cock the hammer, pull the trigger and dis Sucker MCs biting rhymes like these I'll point my weapon in your face and then I'll start to squeeze Your mind get's nervous, your face is cold sweating Beacuse a butt-kickings, what you're getting I lived a rough life from kid to a man When I think of things I've done I say "Damn !" What's the deal, you know it's real Always feeling illy ill, my mind just says kill I'm never wrong, then again I'm not right ya'll Menace I'm homicidal Swift the name, dissin' MCs the game, To dis a sucker MC is the claim of my fame I like to grabthem by the face, punching them in the neck Burning up their stale rhymes, 'till they give me respect Cold destruction is a code, causing rapper's commotion Setting world on fire like a TNT explosion Rhyme, not a song, I neither sang nor I sung I can cut a man to shreds, or break a tree with my tongue Got my face on a poster, wanted dead or alive Reward tall "duckies" four thousand or five If you want to take the "duckies" wish yourself a good luck Cuz I kill in cold bood and I don't give a fuck Come along or bring your posse, play brave and the bold I'll be rocking, cold shocking, 'till I'm 80 years old Proud and I'm black, giving squeezers no slack I'm even deadlier then PCP caine and crack I'm the mercenary, killing punks at will I hate it when the brothers are acting ill It's time to get busy, and fight ya'll Word, I'm homicidal |
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| 6:09 |
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Watch the fire in a fools paradise
Watch the fire, unlock these fearful eyes Watch the fire, oooh Watch the fire and break these chains of ice Check my structure, erupt and rumple Kill or be killed as the planet crumble Ignorance wins, for lacks of education Cultures die, wiped out are the nations Rise-up panthers, show me the right way Or live your life behind the A to the K 47, so where is heaven, Cause hell is Earth, and the life is severen KKK watch out cause the knowledge Surpass your mass, light year pass college Light the torch, young skin cause you're trippin' I'm serious. True black is the young man I rap 'till I'm dead, and still have the upper hand Bring on the job cause the magic is hard Back-up kids, or else I'll put your card Here it comes, hot dress hits the ozone Born negativity runs through homes Of the innocent maybe the guilty Temperature high, cause society built me Se here we go, the frown hits my brown skin Waiting for the chance to end all the sin I'm not a devil, but hell I'm raising Fools I'm chasing, ending invasions (what kind of invasion) Of the hatred, radical that made it The mission is hard, and alone I can't fade it Bring on the job cause MA is at hand Ready and willing, as the hate hits the fan |
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| 5:01 |
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Illusion, intrusion, shadows reflecting my mind
Temptation, confusion, emptiness and pain is all I find I tried to find myself, I tried to free my brain, Unchained the devil, now I lost you again Ooooh, how many tears you cry Ooooh, until the day you die Teardrops forming, the water of sin Oh how I miss you, to moisten all your skin There is a rainbow but I can see no sky Future was fading, when you kissed me goodbye Goodbye |
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| 6:04 |
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Carry on the light, before the night is gone
The spirits of delight is free for everyone Carry on the light, before the night is gone Sing your song, for the princess of the dawn The journey's hard as I run to my castle The war is on, but the mind feels hassle Of love and hate, bad and great My queen is there but still I have to wait For a woman, degree's a must 360 Girl come with me Because the knight needs a life to lean on From morning to night until the break of dawn Full awareness, never careless Caress, oh yes, she has to have finesse So bring it on if you fit you fit the picture Then I'll get with ya and drop my scripture Cuz the P-R-O-B-L-A-C-K Needs a queen to fit me today And if you're ready to let go Then check the Swift as I start flow A hard's day job, has come and now gone Step in the room, and what I feel is gloom Cuz it's empty, no one to greet me Pain jumps in, only the mirror to meet me So I sit on back, write my text Ink flows through to I flex and plex Not a love letter, only a live getter Pen after pen, as the paper get wetter The warrior, lyrical courier Needs an amazon, and a strong type lover What's it gonna be, a simp or me "G" Emotional concept or a technicality Not new to the game, so what's up ? Gimme your heart or else stay apart And I'll accept, one or the other Princess or not I'm still the true brother |
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| 5:41 |
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Make your mind up
Right now you're dreamin' your life away Get up, try to reach the sun And celebrate a brand new day Make your mind up Don't you dream your life away Hold your head up to the sun There's time to work and time to play |
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| 6:21 |
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Hold up, hold up, check my linguistics
Let me break it down to ya ! Afrolistic ! I ain't down with the love stuff kid, Nothing but trouble, jet on double See ya got a habit, of keeping the brother broke I ain't the one, why ? Cuz I'm locked Pack your bags, and put down the platter You wanna chill with me cuz my pockets got fatter You want din-din, drive a new Benz then Suck me dry and spit me out again Romancin', dancin' and a fur coat Ah, ah, I don't play these jokes. You can't fade me, run me through the maze I know about women and the mystic ways. And my cash flow, you can't stop it. Give up the props to the underground prophet. Give me all your love I want everything, I can't let go Give me all your love If you ain't my friend, you'll be my foe Love ah... Give me all... Back again, I guess you didn't listen Open your eyes, homegirl, because you're missing The simple fact that a bank can get you stuck Caught between the wall and a mac truck All for the taking, not to be took 1-8-7 on the pocketbook Violations, grounds for terminations Mo'money, Mo'money, is what I'm facin'. I paid the price before, now I'm through with it Don't even front on me, because you did it Instead of love, it's a business proposition So I broke on out on a new mission If you would've been straight from the get go Then you would not have to leave through the back door One strike is what you get, later, See ya, and I wouldn't wanna be ya ! Ah, I don't play these jokes Question : what is love ? Answer : the same as hate if your not careful I want your love Give me your love |
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| 5:07 |
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Take me into your heart
Take me into your soul Take me into the wonderland Take the rest of me boy Take all that you need Take me to the wonderland Fly away before the time, it's up to you Run away from the hate, you take with you Call me now, I will free you from the curse Here we are, take me to the paradise |
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| 4:32 |
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You better believe, you better get off this thin line
Awake from your dream, and see it's a world gone crazy. 1 Adam 19, crack's the hype seen, Needle to the vein, as your life just seems, To take a dive, straight to hell and past the gates, You wanna turn on back, it's too late. 'cause the monkey is now a gorilla, Just for one hit you turn into a killer. Is that a life, answer quick, you're dying, I'm clean homeboy, from the drug I am prying, You, away to see a better day, Than in a coffin as the preacher pray. Don't get me wrong, see I grew up hard too, No to hard drugs, thieves, and even thugs. So now 1 travel, save souls, and rescue Before I can kelp, you gotta help yourself too. And by the may, you're not alone in this subject, Grab my. Hand, and help to come correct. The spoon is there, oh oh, where's the lighter. Heroin cooks, pow it's time to feel higher, But wait a minute, your heart skips a beat, On your back, and now you're dead meat. So how you feel, for dying for nothing, Sweat pours down, and you're huffing and puffing, And you're praying to god, please save me. I'll be good, and swear to behave see, It's a problem, a dealer dis you, Take your life and say they don't miss you. For a 10 dollar toke, they're crazy. The woman and manhood goes through the maze "G" You're not dirty, much less a dead rat. Eaten alive by the drug dealing cat. And by the way, you're not alone in this subject. Grab my hand and, help to come correct. |
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| 2:20 |
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