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    1. Intro
    2. Respond/React
    3. Section
    4. Panic!!!!!!
    5. It Just Don't Stop
    6. Episodes
    7. Push Up Ya Lighter
    8. What They Do
    9. ? Vs. Scratch (The Token DJ Cut)
    10. Concerto O the Desperado
    11. Clones
    12. Universe at War
    13. No Alibi
    14. Dave Vs. Us
    15. No Great Pretender
    16. The Hypnotic
    17. Ital (The Universal Side)
    18. One Shine
    19. The Adventures in Wonderland
    20. Outro

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    Better believe---- it cause it is co --- min ------
    You wan't believe the site you see before eyes ---
    You wan't believe the site you see before eyes ---

    [Black Thought]
    Just push the panic button on your remote control
    Then enter the zone where our patrolers will get round cold soul
    Diddly Bo leave for feelin a saga foretold
    Who got caught pon the block for gold got the old
    Heads froze - they peepin outa closed windows
    They not secure as they supposed I watched it all unfold
    Well this another episode with titanic panoramic view is dismantle
    depressin um - load with this gun hold
    Wild like a sun sold for cash
    Guns traded for sensi and hash crack for ass
    Entire crews pass not making the news flash
    Brews pass a memory and spark not to blast
    Whatever have transform to the war path
    Pure wrath from north down to 24th and Task
    Games store the half the niggas you were prayin the streets
    Tainted with camoflouge - guerilla sabotoge
    My cousin's da ratatard was livin tight large
    Got caught then blast crashed off on Broad and Lambar
    So many so called hearts scared they burried in the yard
    Lick shots at Babylon de one comfy bombard
    Kids run far from traditional credit cards scams
    Veterans is nipped in the butt with large plans
    Stick up kids is jumpin outta played the Dodge Rams to jam
    You and your man it's mad drama and -

    [CHORUS]

    This is for all of my niggas that are RIP
    You ain't missin of life ain't what this should be
    I pass a car soon you know who's the enemy
    Lots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see
    You remeber Top C nigga think slice of dream
    Yo I'm fast for the buck do anything for the cream
    Never seen a case like this although it's quite contageous
    He even got his little bother actin all outrageous
    >From dusk to dawn and from dawn back to dusk
    They do anything and everything tryin to come up
    It's kinda sicknin how the cash is so fucking addicted
    And when I say some bout they say that that's conflicted
    Ain't nothin but a contradiction in this world we live in
    Cause the loot is for the takin and not for the givin
    Then ya got this world well I say I'ma die hustlin
    Fuck everybody except my brother who I'm trusted in
    I guess the couple just did not know the truth
    Cause the following week I seen threw him of the roof
    And sometimes I wonder what the fuck I think about that
    How nowadays kids get whap for somethin less than a pat
    But I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rap
    Thought he was his borthers keep but fuck all that
    Niggas causin mayhem from the p.m.'s to a.m.'s
    Americas worst nightname guns against hands

    [CHORUS]

    It was the year a 84 I was tryin ta get in the mix
    The year the niggas roll with sheepskins kitcells and kicks
    Even got the patten leather Adidas snatched of your feet
    Man that talk is cheap the cripled can't walk for weeks
    The first sto was word to Penn and Teller's
    Strolled in the dollar house parties and search for Cinderella
    Was just a little man real bold
    Tryin to act grown and old so da respect can be shown
    A Hip Hop a little copped in and break dancin'
    When niggas wore wind breakers plot to take lamb skins
    Remeber Zigglers? Uptown the bottom to Natrona and
    St. Charles in South Phil the ooh mob gang
    H-R-M Ogontz Ave. Brickyard to hollow
    Niggas was snatchin gazzeles and flippin pockets for tha dallo
    You run ya little wolf chain in West Oak Lane
    And niggas from Logan came to extort we know tha game
    You proclaim this gangster bullshit talk
    And never even seen your man shot a bodies in charge
    Aggravated assualt another weekend in the precinct
    Take everybody for their ring man that's how we think
    Back then you catch a sucker punch off guard
    Niggas will pull you card tryin to walkaround all hard
    Niggas quick to flip your pockets if you lip service
    When you see fifty niggas deep with scully's get nervous
    It ain't no tellin what they could do to you
    So you clutch up thinkin you knowin you gettin stuck up
    In another episode in my area code
    It's another episode in my area code

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