Album: Revolverlution
Year: 2002

Lyrics
Cant understand some of these 
 Rhymin in circles
 Now patroitic emcees
 On bent knees 
 By six degrees
 Lord have mercy
 Even the voice of god rehearses
 Attack of the 50 ft verses
 Supermama this time around gotta few curses
 Papa gotta new bag of cant get
 [bad word] to worse 
 Cant get enough
 Of tryin it
 Sayin nothing goin noplace no time soon
 But buyin it
 Like gettin in a car without drivin it
 Still black rock the wax like stax
 I rip, I mix
 Full screen like imax
 So I max 
 Relax
 Off the deep end
 Get deep in the record
 100 beats per second
 Cut down the like rhymes
 Cause they get redundant
 Refuse to stoop to stupid
 Cause they dumbed it
 Down
 Like motown
 Say it loud
 [bad word] 
 Like I'm the new james brown uh

 Put it up [repeat]

 Rocked the concoction
 potion of too much emotion
 Uh, I'm a keep it in motion
 Call it whatcha wanna
 Bus stop, lectric slide cha cha
 Funky 16 corners

 Hot like jill scotts blues 
 But [bad word] too old for 22s
 But I can still move
 Groove
 Lets roll
 You cant do your thing 
 If your things the wrong thing
 Tax the payers
 Stack paper
 But you failed as an eighth grader
 Dumb [bad word] 
 Failed every math class
 Plus I know this like otis
 I like to know 
 Are you ready for some super dynamite soul
 -it thats how it gos?
 Beyond the cornrows
 If I cant talk, get to steppin
 Tongue can be a tool and weapon
 Listen

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 Tycoons
 [bad word] I'm tired of these coons
 Rhymin in circles
 Words can either help or hurt you
 Or be neutral
 Cats still might shoot you
 What suits you 
 If you gots issues
 thousand tatoos
 Confused in 200 dollar gym shoes
 Spendin more than u got
 2002 blues
 Give it up turn it loose
 Ain't no use
 Rest of you
 Screamin rescue me from the residue
 Fast break 5s on 2
 Us against you
 So what you gonna do?

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