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OnlyOne:

I pick up bitches at the food court, listenin' to Too Short

Offer 'em a newport, ask 'em if they do porn

Impregnate 'em at they school dorm

Then they gave birth to lukewarm newborns that grew horns

Choke a rec exec by his necktie

Break him down to polypeptides, like I won't polly next time

You prolly guess I'm bitin' the bullet

I give right and live life to the fullest, motherfucker

Illmaculate:

You rappers are half dead, we're liver than fuck

You got screws loose? My flathead'll tighten em up

A crazy nut, washin' my knife until the blade is rust

That way when my veins are cut, either way I'm fucked

Just keep your mind focused on this earth, feet planted

While I'm blindfolded drawing perfect circles freehanded

Just workin' on my mic cord reflex

The cyborg life form psych ward reject

Ethic:

I sit back, lettin' the ink script

An exotic location for me to defeat stress

Put it to sleep - rest, I never will beat death

But I'll keep it close and make the most out of each step

I been around the block, worked around the clock

Still not really sure the amount my bank account has dropped

I ain't bout to stop, I got crowds to rock

The cheerers I'll move the mountain top they shoutin' off

Gold:

I strap the cityscape somethin' haggard, the knuckle dragger puddle splasher

Who keeps it movin' in a forward manner

There's cats who just stand there and those who hustle backwards

And when they lose their glamor, what's good for the goose is good for the gander

It's fear factor in the city strip, not factorin' the idiots

Who don't know fact from fiction unless it's ?? like this ?? for symians

Disassemble them cos only a robot can go dumb

And short c-c-circuit searching for whatever's golden

IAME:

I can't seem to dig myself up out of this hole

It's got a hold on me like Emily Rose

In the rose city I see demons everywhere that I go

Saw a ghost in shelltoes it was Jay he was saying "Walk this way"

I never made it back up outta the straight jacket

Schizophrenic demented the way I treat rappers

Like, like I'm losin' it again

Now step to this and let me introduce you to the end

Mo-b:

Let me show you my turf, without google earth

Most are out for the perks, I'm out to oust Lucifer

It's two for four 40s, forty hand Fridays

A star without a universe, glued to his Myspace

I'm sittin' sideways in my dirty ass holes

I'm a dirty asshole wearin' purty ass clothes

It's the city of the rose, hip hop and heavy metal

Yeah the city of the rose, cos we all peddle

Sapient:

I turn on the loudspeaker, to clown you mouthbreathers

Before you weren't down, but sure now you sound eager

To try to comprehend or read what I wrote

People are blown away cos they're overrated favorites don't even come close

Speak for your own, I constantly have to talk to peeps

And tell them that they're obsolete and it shows...

We create the music to trance for the truth to the answer

Removing the trash there's no delusions of grandeur

Al-One:

Yo I'm really honored to rep the NEP (??) as hard as I possibly can

Without a word from your sponsors

Independently pressed, northwest we takin' action

Motivated tryna make shit happen

Some choose to do it in a mainstream fashion

A more flashy approach to promotin' the backpackers

A more fancier glow on your digi pack package

But we still pack the show and keep the fans hands clappin, come on

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