It's the caffeine, the nicotine, the miligrams of tar, It's my habitat, it needs to be cleaned, it's my car, It's the fast talk they use to abuse and feed my brain, It's the cat box it needs to be changed, it's the pain, It's women, it's the plight for power it's government, It's the way you're giving knowledge, slow with thought control and subtle hints, It's rubbing it, It's itching it, It's applying cream, It's the foreigners sight seeing with high beams, It's in my dreams, It's the monsters that I conjure, It's the marijuana, It's embarrassment, displacement, it's where I wander, It's my genre, It's Madonna's videos, It's game shows, cheap liquor, blunts, and bumper stickers with rainbows, It's angels, demons, gods, it's the white devils, It's the monitors, the soundman, it's the motherfucking mic levels, It's gas fumes, fast food, Tommy Hil' and mommy's pill, Columbia House music club, designer drugs and rhyming thugs, It's bloods, crips, fives, six, It's stick up kids, It's christian conservative terrorists, it's porno flicks, It's the east coast, no it's the west coast, It's public schools, it's asbestos, It's mentholated, It's techno, It's sleep, life, and death, It's speed, coke, and meth, It's hay fever, pain relievers, oral sex, and smokers breath, It stretches for as far as the eye can see, It's reality, fuck it , it's everything but me. .............. It's in the water, it's in the air, it's in the meat, It's indirect, indiscrete, inconsistent, incomplete, It's in the streets, every city and everywhere you go, In every man it's the insanity, the fantasy, the casualties, It's the health care system, it's welfare victims, It's assault weapons, it's television religion, and it's false lessons, It's cops, police, pigs with badges guns and sticks, It's harassment and a complex you carry when you're running shit, It's wondering if you get to eat, it's the heat, It's the winter , the weather, It's herpes, and it's forever, It's the virus that takes the lives of the weak and the strong, It's the drama that keeps on between me and my seed's mom, It's that need to speak long, it's that hunger for attention, It's the wack , who attack songs of redemption, It's prevention, It's the first solution, It's loose, it's out for retribution, it's mental pollution...and public execution, It's the nails that keep my hands and feet to these boards, It's the part time job that governs what you can afford, It's the fear, It's the fake , It's clear it can make time stop, and leave you stranded in the year of the snake, It's the dollar, yen, pound, it's all denomination, It's hourly wages for your professional observations, It's on your face and it's in your eyes, It's everything you be, Cause it ain't me, motherfucker, cause it ain't me, uh
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i walk up into a strange persons apartmentwith the purpose of startin, the fire that burns up your carpet and murders your market campaign strategist,like a muderous arsonist, use brain passages, resemble insane activist, it's gonna take a lot of bandaids and governmental mandates to save your fanbase, when louis logic slade and grand agent put the beat to the street, emcees get so weak in their knees, that they need to retreat, this warfare combat that splits your spotrsgear on contact to your ears when we on track, the effects of this is stronger than the head that spins in the exorcist of cigarettes and gin on a pregnant chick, somebody bound to die, and my record labels out to hide, somethin about this guy, they sayin logics just a character he'll prolly just embarass ya, thats why i'll never get to FUCK with Arista, plus my manager thinks that i drink to much, i prolly think to much of morbid things and such, like ringin fucks necks, im a suspect at the crime scene, with tight green and my team spliilin bats of visene, i got a dirty mouth, but i practice hygiene, what i mean by that is cat's will catch a curse'n out, with the maximum curse amount in a verse allowed, i dont worry about put'n FUCKIN clean versions out