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ARCHIVE lyrics - Controlling Crowds - Part IV


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High, sunlight, drown, high, sunlight, goodbye. As I re-submerge I can barely breathe, lung capacity withering away, hyperventilate, all disintegrating bodies turn to dust, sudden rush of blood, snap me out of moods swinging in the wind, round to hurricane breeze, past damage in the blast more than physical, plain to see upon the visual, feel the impact down deep inside a rattled rib cage, lying shattered there in pieces, fall away wither and decay, cannot keep this anxiety at bay, hellfire spray twisted metal stray, when sparks fly into the naked eye, fools know not to even try, think about it fully, blowing sky high bring a house down, panic all around, blind to the fact silent ones who plan a hijack give with one hand, other takes back one way collision flight path, aftermath, come and feel the wrath laid to waste, steadily with haste, cutting to the chase, drifting off the pace, filling all space and times up for the meanwhile pressure piles down, terror reigns. Runaway, loose, gonna run over you, infected, injected, completely subdued, invasive, foreign entity, unwelcome. High, sunlight, drown, high, sunlight, goodbye. Lines, lines data and lines, confusing nations all data inside, games shame lies to the masses, dead souls all rise on poisonous gasses, lines, lines la la la la la la, lines. Battered and broken hour glass, last thing you see before the light fizzle out, smoke billowing, broken down from the inside by scandalous tension, take hold, gripped by the head, cold harbouring a grudge, closer to the edge, cradling the grave concern, follow leaders in turn, flipside opposition, convey grievance, half a mind to test immortal patience, held down while suffocating, blocking air path, final exhale, vital sign fail, flatline, they would rather do away with our kind, half expected inside, rotten infected, fatally flawed and overawed, biohazardous and contagious, got animal into animal, crushedlike beasts into cages, slow deteriorate body, shutting down, cease and fade, cease then fade. Runaway, loose, gonna run over you, infected, injected, completely subdued, invasive, foreign entity, unwelcome. Lines, lines la la la la la la, lines, lines la la la la la la, lines, la la la la la. High, sunlight, drown, high, sunlight, goodbye.

Tragedy Of War (In 3 Parts)

Company Flow "Funcrusher Plus"
*Mr. Len cuts and scratches the phrase Jus' style is infinite * [Bigg Jus] Yo, yo, it stink like dead rappers, check it The re-birth, type of warfare biological Delve into my Waterworld, overcome any obstacle In your bodyframe we're aimin for the jugular Kids take my styles like D.A. to drug smugglers Jus the acquisite a prize , the lyrical Charmin You ridin fat, hoochies tryin to glimpse the summit In the wintertime yo I be killin Storm Troopers Cluein your crew in to exactly who done it Bigg Jus mind invention the king battle of epic proportions Lyrical intrigue, the master of contortion Optimized computerization virus Paradoxical acoustic sound bombing My complexity weaves fourth-dimensional in your mind Check the index under ego smashin Propaganda bashin, meetin the merciless Pry apart your bourgeoise industry functions Smoke the rhymes to give the microphone lung cancer You crabs is straight slummin A good investment, a high-yield earning Your high anxiety burning off the fumes from my burners My evil memoirs interleave intrigue to get more niggaz high than Kilimanjaro Indelible confrontation be way out your league So say goodbye, to tomorrow like Key Otherwise or the king of action Packed like a liquor store auto when check cashin Never before, have you been able to witness so much cruelty, live and in color In the privacy, of your own home *Mr. Len cuts and scratches painful * *Mr. Len cuts and scratches El P is here to spark it * [El-P] Alright bring that down though One two.. When I walk I stomp out messages MC's with they holiday hollow chocolate mics appear thespian Forbidden got a stomach full of pop rocks and thumbtacks ingested Deaded, similar to cold war Asians as a law can cost effective This mister wizard blitzed by the kilometer don't resist Shit alternative fuel combat conglomerates I'm on it like shit is in a bag via colostomy Hostile macho stuck tryin to get his buck in a lottery I'm not dead pilot a cropduster ahead of resevoir bound Drop the payload, cargo packed by the Dow Jones' Got your holed up in a marble chest and rebels leak urine Your basic components of a mechanized style modular Fury has no pattern like the gain enslaves the shifty Quite simply for both king of panic, implode Bureacratic backers provoke my frantic rantings Fuck with up and comers like in my school is senseless We all felt pain arranged from migraines to chronic jaundice Stepped into the country bar flippin strictly ebonics Fell upon a M*A*S*H unit wounded I practically froze and felt stony, vision I suppose Memo track that's just trapped in Japanime and molested And can't recall the glance of the action was comfortable express shots from the tachyon synchronized I settled directly down to it and studied for your demise Skeletal frames proceed to safe tree that was splashed The Jackson Pollack effect Without directly coordinating men it's jump Watership Down Dissension, to kill the pig and pay the rent invention

Beyond Comprehension

GANG STARR "Step In The Arena"
Expanding the depth of your brainpower Ours is a better gift not to be bragging nor lolligagging I can see dimensions of sound and light around my mic Transmitting lyrics like teletype Reacting to a beat in a whisper And like a transistor I'm sounding dope when I'm crisper The shortest length between two points is a straight line I've gotta take mine I heard it through the grapevine that some can't find hype lines (hype lines...) And so I'm smothering, over my prey I am hovering Suckers I'm shoving at the same time covering you with the blanket of some language that's distinguished How swift can I get? You ask and I'll tell For I can excel real well like a gazelle Past your head, I'm grabbin abstract thought Like some gain glory, while others get no part I feel for the hurt ones, the victims of wrong deeds Awareness is key, our people have strong needs Science, math, history theology Philosophy psychology english and biology Et cetera, and all of these have a purpose But genocide makes me nervous So many questions, many opinions to mention And damn (damn...) this jam's beyond comprehension Like planets in orbit, we ride the life cycle Some take a rifle on the street cause it seems neat Whatever turns you on I guess, that's why vests are in season I'll do my show then I'm leavin I'd rather be blastin dope sounds on the other side of town than be there when they close the place down But anyway, everyday, there's another way for a person to just flip, so a brother may simply go buckwild, get crazy and mad I know the struggle my father had Poetry it comes from within, and will always win Hold captive bodies from end to end And at a party, I'll survey then slay with the quickness Displaying the fitness Easing the mind and relieving the tension And singing my own song... that's beyond comprehension

Coming Down

Dept Hate
Seeing ourselves in a magazine makes us proud So everyone grabs a brush like me The silver paint looks great on the inside of this fucking cloud The beat gets bigger and the dream does too If a radio man has a vision for you but if he's drunk or deaf Or in disguise like the rest then we'll do best if we screw one another We felt so cool I felt so high but I'm coming down now I'm coming down now the high is over I'm coming down now I feel so sober So many places so many blank faces waiting to be told what's cool and what to be into Could jump off a bridge to make MTV or overdose to qualify As a rock star the place ain't packed the place ain't jumping our tunes are wack And bad attitude's pumpin' the fantasy factory is cranking out lies take it From a sucker who's locked on the inside Want to be cool? Want to get high? Go ahead I'm coming down now

Above My Floor

AER "Aer"
[Chorus - Dave:] I never wanna know ya I think I see him walking Collide with the ghost above my floor High, headed up the corner I think I see him walking Say hi to the ghost I won’t become [Verse 1 - Carter:] He and I could fight all night But he is me, so get this right I’m torn inside but act so bright And who to be i can’t decide So I’ll roll the rest up, rid the pressure Diesel from forty, on top the dresser Inhale the smoke, I’ll clean the mess up Opaque hope, extreme measures Indulge in all types of pleasures Don’t talk to him I can explain it much better Imma medicate myself if I want to Not a level head and will say anything bout you Looking in the mirror finding someone to shout to The answer’s in the haze so I’ll figure it out soon I’m keeping up cuz I’m fast learner Tryna disregard my evil as the worlds turnin The ego in each of us wants to eat through the furnace And then heat up your house and just laugh it off as it’s burning [Chorus - Dave] [Verse 2 - Carter:] I’ve learned to pick quality over quantity When does confident become cocky? What if i told you that’s not me Hiding behind expensive liquor and kawasakis The diamond’s getting bigger I’m in the rough of the rockies Power trippin, tricked into giving the guy who brought me What he deserves, been on my nerves Despite it all i can find the courage I’m high in attic, so close to the angels But he’s in the basement playing games with the devil I’m tryna get out and see the world from all angles He only wants to stay in and polish up all his medals Spun out in the city makes it hard to say I’m stable Ain’t giving up for nothing no homie I won’t settle Crumbs crushed up on the old wooden table High above the problems is me having my head up


JA RULE "Rule 3:36"
[Ja Rule] Yeah.. yeah.. Uhh, uhh, you don't want it You one of them jokers there Split it in half nigga Gimme that vodka water too.. yeah.. World get on one, if you not afraid to fly You need to get on a flight and fly tonight Run up in the hottest clubs so high That tonight for these hoes is nuttin but love I'm feelin extra extraordinary freaky And I know you hoes wanna roll with me I shoot by the bar - place my order Big baller orderin all that damn water I head up to VIP thug-style like WOW; nobody sippin on cristal They all got a Evian or OJ And shorty that I just met name was Candy Said she let this true candy to bring it up I said that's cool with me as ya ass I touch She said rule you scandalous lick the lips Popped another one and grabbed my nuts I said i fuck so fabulous on ex' all night Nothin but sweat and rough sex Now ya know what's next We up to high noonin Schlep Yed and girls its so good [Hook] I don't wanna control ya Just wanna make ya mine And when your life's outta order Just have a good time [Chorus] And ex-ta-sy I wanna fly And bring ya sex-in me I feel right Ex-ta-sy I'm whirrin high When ya sex-in me i feel right Ex-ta-sy I'm gonna fly And when ya sex-in me i feel right Ex-ta-sy I'm flyin high And when ya sex-in me its so right Yea yea bitch c'mon We fly high baby Just you and I baby Gotta flight that leaves At a quarter to nine Anybody boardin c'mon then We ballin WOW and full of 'ribean Hard to keep my balance So when I'm in mo all of you hoes got the talent High feelin like its all love and no valin Full of sweat, bloodshot eyes, and large pupils, X-men This is some shit that i could get used to I usually blow weed with intentions to OD Drink 'evian' slowly when I'm on E And only those who feel me Are gonna hear me Especially hoes -n- extasy We got the murder man that's the spot to chill Got bitches pop the pill feelin hot for real Take that shirt off take that skirt off Cuz my dick is hard and your ass is soft Now that's a freaky combination And freaky conversations Lead into freaky situations Like me tastin your sexuality Sexy you ever took extasy And have you wildin in a club Smilin at a thug Express your hugs With one fuckin all of us That's right we freakin off for life Pass the OJ we gettin high tonight, On [Chorus] Deutsche Deutsche Before i start the Porsche I keep them pumpin off the Calvin Kleins, Boodo's And the Nike swoosh And party saggin like two loose socks Invest the money in stocks We gettin the orange juice crops We ready to get outta hear Disappear The bitch get like David Copperfield When she pop a pill Wanna do it in the high heels On top of a high hill Cause my nigga ain't tryin to run up then i will Hit it from behind that's how i polly wit mines Man we up all night fuckin by the Hollywood sign Yea got smacked up Everytime she backed up Didn't know there was room in the back Of the lack truck I pass her the job then he Passed it back Hope my girl to find a magnum raps You need a shoe shine job The way you polish a knob Backstage panties down eat dick Good-bye Biotch!! [Hook] [Chorus] Yea bitch c'mon!!

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