Come on! Uggh! Solo
I'm a soloist on a solo list
All live, never on a floppy disk
Inka, inka, bottle of ink
Paintings of rebellion
Drawn up by the thoughts I think
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It's set up like a deck of cards
They're sending us
to early graves
For all the diamonds
They'll use a pair of clubs
to beat the spades
With poetry I paint the pictures
that hit
More like the murals that fit
Don't turn away
Get in front of it
Brotha, did ya forget ya name?
Did ya lose it on the wall
Playin' tic tac toe?
Yo, check the diagonal
Three brothers gone Come on
Doesn't that
make it three in a row?
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Anger is a gift
Brotha, did ya forget ya name?
Did ya lose it on the wall
Playin' tic-tac-toe?
Yo, check the diagonal
Three million gone Come on
'Cause they're counting
backwards to zero Environment
The environment exceeding
on the level
Of our unconciousness
For example
What does the billboard say
Come and play, come and play
Forget about the movement
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Anger is a gift Yeah!
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Freedom yeah
Freedom yeah
Freedom yeah right
Freedom yeah
Freedom Yeah
sh that I could talk to you
Be with you somehow
I know you're in a better place
And you know I can see your face
I know you're smiling down on me
Saying everything's okay
I wish that I could hold you now
I wish that I could
touch you now