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  • Informações do Álbum Illadelph Halflife
    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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    Dig it, this world is filled with homicides and rape
    All the crimes of hate just ain't the size and shape
    You can walk don't the block and get slumped or knocked
    It don't stop y'all and it just don't stop (x2)

    Black Thought:
    I leave the microphone intrigued with my practice
    This rebel stick your system like a cactus a boys sadness
    Who knows what is concealed under the mattress
    Ruegurs, losses and grindals when my minds in blackness
    Then I act this way the beast unleashed
    Rabbis, monks and priests always pray for peace
    But it's deceased now only lives the true realance
    Open up the mental deaths you rented through my palace
    My thoughts contain the plus sign plus the malice
    Not equating to your Wonderland so fuck Alice
    My style is hostile on the external
    But got plenty of love and warmth that's internal
    The sin coronal
    Surfaces from whispers from the lower
    My noun like arks and 950 years of Noah
    You're arch rival
    You burn a cross I burn the bible
    Because I'm liable, to do this
    When my actions true this
    But I'd rather choose to use my diction
    Resurrect that blond blue eyed and put him through another crucifixion
    Stay up in your jurisdiction (say what?)
    My depiction is the drama
    Though these eyes I've seen the trauma
    Homicides in the source that was phenomenal
    When I find out who banged Muwan in his abdominal
    Met with Jesus to learn to Burns not commical
    At times this thing ain't logical
    I gots to walk around with my brain on cock
    Cause it can't (can't) won't (won't) don't (don't) stop


    Malik B (M-Ill-it-ant):
    My mentals in flame your brains will drain
    When I let the ink drip and then pass out a pink slip
    I think quick so check my methodology
    My stylagy is more ranty than anthropology
    Between your raw legs like it's gynecology
    You and your sorry ass style needs an apology
    Cause an earthquake and make you shake you need neurology
    These niggas kill me actin' like stars fuck they astrology
    Imagin' with my badge I snatch the pagent
    Turn your city to a smashing and grab it
    Now it's time to burn the maggots my message stronger than Elisha
    That backslap the ass like your father
    Why bother?
    Would any care for, lyrics I sling from my mic with cease your laughter
    Mind of a bachelor to a master
    What I thought that leaves you flabbergasted
    Ask you what's the matter bastard?
    These types of rhythms man you'd rather blast it
    You hear the beats in jeeps over the weekend
    Silence is golden and niggas get killed just for speakin'
    The only deacon is death when ya left wounded
    Layin' on the ground and meet your doom quick
    I done been through the deserts of hell with Satin sittin' waitin'
    Contemplatin' and trying to get me for the takin'
    That's why I walk around with my brain on cock
    Cause it can't (can't) won't (won't) don't (don't) stop


    Black Thought:
    At times I feel as if could pull a kamikaze
    Illuminatti probably in the civic center lobby
    They seeds in the world student body probably
    Creatin' missles they got my child holdin' pistols
    Knowledge and understand will make a man murder
    Stand further fuck all the swine plus they hamburger
    No hallucination the lieutenant plus Illitant arean murder that's mental
    Credentials is I am a hell residental with fire for the presidental
    Officially it's havoc in the temple
    I terrorize the heavens bring on the renaissance
    With the seventh the civili the reverence reprimand
    The deacon keepin' 'em from speachin'
    Tell 'em seeks the false preacher and I step like a shadow on your way to
    hot concrete
    And ovserve my peoples in the essence every weekend
    We wonder what the fuck is school teachin'
    Intoxicating soldiers at chaotic times reachin'
    The dynasty is slim
    But they only resemble what's when we attack
    That split your back then we extort your speciamen
    I put this in your system like lesser than
    Then manuver mentally for men internal medicine
    I hold the fort down with Malik symoblic
    To the mind of word that's Islamic
    The killer force as I deposit dealin' with logic
    I keep my brain on cock it don't stop

    Bad lieutenant, M-Ill-it-ant feel the fifth guerilla chant. Come through. ?

    Check it out.


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