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    ambition is the new black,
    lyrics lookin like bruised stitches,
    scrawled, my skin bitten by brutal attacks
    neutrons promoted by unit captains,
    explosive reenactments of history's greatest battles
    the dead tell tales of life, after
    under the brightest lights, taped and scalpeled
    pictures hanging from the rafters,
    innocents lost because of primitive thoughts
    more than justice, this is my revenge against the gods

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    against all odds,
    opponent to fake and floss monuments
    raised from lakes of lost continents,
    from this point, we're taking charge
    special agents on the march,
    macks in old cadillacs, playin DeBarge
    bomb stages and stars,
    no actors and no plays in these parts
    we save those kinds of games for lames and retards
    old gangs, pimp canes and leanin hats
    zombie speakers beggin the kings to bring it back

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    eyes-a-bleed black,
    raped in the leaves by team captains
    memories re-enacted by supposedly clean addicts
    there's no skiing in Aspen,
    gorilla beat tactics,
    beat back weak rappers with M.I.C.'s in plastic
    keep classics tucked,
    ratchets and blunts,
    blood splashes as I casually dump ashes in clumps
    all that action is us,
    mortal kombatants,
    sword masters leaving foes slashed in the dust

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    dopeness

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    ...there's no replacement for the snake's venom
    Chiolin kung-fu,
    leave brothers prayin while the blade's whistlin'
    trained killahs,
    paint pictures with brains spilliin and entrails missin'
    lay waste to the saint's village,
    cocaine cowboys and crazed villains
    laced spliffs with native spitters,
    pale sails and the ending days of existence

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    there are five fingers of death,
    life is the weakness of flesh,
    light is the lie and only darkness is left
    bargains with self,
    a single shard for singles charted or gleaming cars,
    no peace or pardon for a general retreat
    when our enemies keep marchin'
    my people are the targets of police warrants,
    killed in the streets without warnin'
    then told it's best for us
    athletes and idols spend millions to imprison us,
    nothing gets the blood pumping like genocide and business does

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    Quote Originally Posted by JahroamDaGod View Post
    ambition is the new black,
    lyrics lookin like bruised stitches,
    scrawled, my skin bitten by brutal attacks
    neutrons promoted by unit captains,
    explosive reenactments of history's greatest battles
    the dead tell tales of life, after
    under the brightest lights, taped and scalpeled
    pictures hanging from the rafters,
    innocents lost because of primitive thoughts
    more than justice, this is my revenge against the gods
    Like this here allot!



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    Twelve tribes layin at the head of corners in hoods
    Hell razah

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    Quote Originally Posted by JahroamDaGod View Post
    ...there's no replacement for the snake's venom
    Chiolin kung-fu,
    leave brothers prayin while the blade's whistlin'
    trained killahs,
    paint pictures with brains spilliin and entrails missin'
    lay waste to the saint's village,
    cocaine cowboys and crazed villains
    laced spliffs with native spitters,
    pale sails and the ending days of existence
    Yeah.

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    grasp with an open hand,
    the sole command, branded by hot iron
    lines and lime chopped, wires flyin'
    universal bodies in alignment, let loose the fires within
    my pen is digital now,
    lightning gripped mentally, manifested in physical clouds
    sinkin' last minute fouls, silent transcriptions envisioned aloud
    pulled triggers come back whispers, wrapped in filthy towels
    call it a shark attack, dark timbs across enemy towns
    pin a beat down with audacity,
    classics feeds, MP3's, put hashish to black heat
    a turtle's shell with rabbit's feet,
    Yusagi Yojimbo and Raphael bumpin gangsta tales through back streets

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