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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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    Chorus:
    If you seen it or heard it,maybe probably I did it
    maybe or maybe not,I'll admit what I committed
    exhibit the truth because I'm living proof why
    I had no disguises,no verdicts,no alibis

    (Malik B)
    Look into my window,tell me what you see
    m-ill-i-tant school of philosophy
    when niggaz get dealt wit mental velocity
    connect my sentences and thoughts like apostrophes
    we represent hypocracy,it ain't no stopping me
    until I fulfill the term of my prophecy
    my attitude is scarred by this inner-city urban
    iller dolo stress on my brain just like a turban
    who get grazed by the bullet?
    triggers,who's quick to pull it?
    the anti-bullshitter,islamic extortioner
    you're the forfeiter unfortunately
    niggaz who wanna gyp me
    I cause humidity so come and get me
    I'm simply,the cat to lay back
    I chill and what you
    the silent ninja
    intends to injure,now I got you
    sanity was lost so now I'm found insane
    I'm seeking streets to jeeps
    hours,days,to weeks
    I even speak to geeks
    I hold my fortune,it's sweet
    I'm discreet in the streets,but that's just the way I play though
    I lay low,but over your head just like a halo
    hell's angel,these thoughts you cannot untangle
    when I drop jewels,niggaz they wear 'em like a bangel
    check it out
    one time for your mind like that

    chorus2x

    (Black Thought)
    Look into my window tell me what you see
    lieutenant university of philosophy
    while you not possibly escaping what I'm meditating
    my shackle of thought tackle you while I'm educating
    your dome's resonating from inhalation of darkness
    while I spark the smart shit from what you waiting
    since you waiting me at the top of the pile
    wild delaware file,pennsylvanian,sub-terranean style
    step up into my crevice and taste the medicine of the champagne
    king like evelyn leaving you leveled and
    sabatoged,it's all camaflouge like the devil and guns
    and coke peddling,olympic medaling flashback
    that of a war veteran,blast at
    the programmer bringing lashes 'cross your back
    on some accuracy of a brainwashed Bosnian troop
    that swooped down through your roof without sound
    on a lyrical Nat Turner mission,reacting off of intuition
    continuously alert,no intermission
    if your ears hurt,you shouldn't listen
    that means you artificial and my style'll poison your brain tissue
    your inanes are crippled once the gamma rays hit you
    my grains habitual and I should never go against
    the ritual I've been mastering ever since
    I was among the flavor youth,remain sharper than a saber tooth
    my deliverance is self-evidance
    vi-tal,lyri-cal science
    NOW!!!

    chorus2x

    (Black Thought)
    Who knows what you snorted
    or who support what you recorded
    but don't get it distorted,in this orbit you're aborted
    ????,shit's imported,exported
    styles,they get sported my paragraphs aortic behold
    the illest medely got you in the choke hold
    illadel epilouge,top league plus plush in Vogue
    slice tongues from your area code
    student of life with the rugged exterior mode
    blind a devil with the bold black and gold shine
    I walk the thin line and hold mine,let the people respond
    it's mind detect mind
    swine decline let the power refine
    build like it's 1999
    in this day and time
    the reptillion rooms,the sextillion tons
    your armageddon gwan come from the sun
    untouchable cuts that's unclutchable for some to understand
    so y'all sit back and wonder damn
    I like to take this time to show you who I am
    original man,Black Thought,aka lieutenant
    Malik B'll be the m-ill-i-tant
    known to vanish in the atmosphere
    we up there like the stratos

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