[00:48.53]to Yield, the forces of darkness
[00:50.16]I bring you the torches of our shit
[00:52.14]Reinforced with hardness of wolverine's
[00:53.76]Arms with the harshness and overall sharpness
[00:56.40]Now how far do the arms get?
[00:58.22]My nigga, from the stars to the starfish
[01:00.55]From the baby to the bomb
[01:01.92]It's a whole lot of light and a whole lot of armlift
[01:04.18]My arms long, but I'm lawless
[01:05.74]A strong arm, I can lift up all this
[01:08.43]You gon' have to build a bigger farm for us
[01:10.55]To keep them wolves out of old macdonald barn, bitch
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[01:13.67]Yeah, team jacob
[01:14.97]
[01:15.48]We're long armed, put my arms on a lear
[01:18.04]Everytime I put my hands in the air
[01:20.03]Watch the throne as I dance in the chair
[01:21.78]Throw my crown in the crowd, hope it lands on the heir
[01:24.21]The weak niggas like to pass interfere
[01:25.90]Spend a lot of lint over jams in the year
[01:28.21]That act like the man up in here
[01:29.77]That don't count when your only real fan is a mirror
[01:32.15]That's subliminal to any nigga that he feel he is too
[01:34.29]But you don't stand a chance, playa
[01:35.72]
[01:36.47]I am there, chi-town, fan of the bears
[01:39.90]Love where they dance in the square
[01:41.71]Yeah, yankees too, but only cause granderson there
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[01:44.02]And now wears khaki pants on la brea
[01:45.64]We all friends, why your man lookin' scared?
[01:47.33]
[01:48.15]Turning whiter than anderson hair
[01:49.46]Came out the garage like he saw a phantom in there, huh
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[02:18.49]Oh shit alert, louis clothes
[02:20.36]Callin women bitches, louboutin and gucci shows
[02:24.07]Well, I guess there goes my louis shows
[02:27.13]More o shit, if your role model's a movie role
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[02:31.22]And if you live your life like it's a studio
[02:33.98]Talkin' to it's like we mics, a bunch of you ain't do befo'
[02:38.30]Electric fences for a urinal
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[02:41.15]Also keep a toaster in my jacuzzi, yo
[02:44.64]Shock-a-zulu, call me wasalu ii
[02:48.08]Oh shit, man these record labels prostitute you
[02:51.29]Strap them to sushi bars, and feed em lots of fugu
[02:54.67]Catch a bad piece
[02:56.31]You can stick that 360 between your asscheeks
[02:59.44]Artists let's mobilize and unionize like the athletes
[03:03.39]
[03:04.09]Radio is making our craft weak
[03:06.59]Forced to repeat the same dumb shit that work
[03:09.58]Only as hot as your last beat
[03:11.83]And rappers, they relating to that last piece
[03:15.14]Album never leave they desk if you don't got no b.d.s
[03:18.64]Sacrifice your publishin', they said you really need a hook
[03:21.98]And they ain't gon' pay you, said that you received a look
[03:25.39]And what's stupid real, is what producers feel
[03:28.89]Twenty placements or you stuck in that producer deal
[03:32.51]And r&b chicks so get it the wildest
[03:35.25]All they money goes to hairdressers and stylists
[03:38.75]
[03:40.44]Gotta keep up with that image
[03:42.51]Label lose they mind if they ever see a blemish
[03:45.77]Proactiv impeals, airbrushers and trainers
[03:49.36]Managers suggest you fuck a nigga to be famous, huh
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[03:54.42]it's But all entertainment
[03:55.70]Wonder when cobain blew out his brains, did he blame it?
[03:59.72]if And those snakes in the industry helped him aim it
[04:02.71]Started pressing up records before the bullet left the chamber
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[04:06.33]I fight evil, everyday I'm livin'
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[04:10.44]Rest in peace to men, women and the children
[04:13.07]
[04:13.69]And middle fingers to the pilgrims that killed 'em
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[04:17.00]Friend of the people, happy thanksgiving
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