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bedroom he said his head hurts. You're only makin' love in radical spurts Mysterious calls and the phone goes click. You say to yourself, "I'm gonna hit him with a brick". Ain't no way he could be
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. They praised the music, this time they play the lyrics. Some say no to the album, the show. Bum rush the sound I made a year ago. I guess you know, you guess I'm just a radical. Not a sabbatical, yes
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bedroom he said his head hurts. You're only makin' love in radical spurts Mysterious calls and the phone goes click. You say to yourself, "I'm gonna hit him with a brick". Ain't no way he could be
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- you guess I'm just a radical. Not a sabbatical - yes to make it critical. The only part your body should be parting to. Panther power on the hour from the rebel to you. . Radio - suckers never play
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bedrock I am the capital, H E V rappable. King ambassador with more, who's quite a radical. My style's like particular, extra-curricular. Sit back relax, while Heavy D sticks to ya A new type of tune'n
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). We are (Legend). We are (Art, Art). We are (Theater). We own everything, we are New York. Ooh. Club, Legend, Art, Theater. . Verse 2 Sasha Velour. Radical, magical, liberal art. Gender is a construct
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I am. I said now watch what you say they'll be calling you a radical,. a liberal, oh fanatical, criminal. Won't you sign up your name, we'd like to feel you're. acceptable, respectable, oh presentable
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radical priest. Come to get me released. We was all on the cover of Newsweek Yeah I'm on my way now. I don't know where I'm going. I'm on my way now, I'm taking my time. But I don't know where
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said watch what you say or they'll be calling you a radical. Liberal, fanatical, criminal?". Won't you sign up your name? We'd like to feel you're. Acceptable, respectable, presentable, a vegetable
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radical priest. Come to get me released. We was all on the cover of Newsweek Yeah I'm on my way now. I don't know where I'm going. I'm on my way now, I'm taking my time. But I don't know where
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yard. Me and Julio down by the school yard In a couple of days they come and. Take me away. But the press let the story leak. And when the radical priest. Come to get me released. We was all on the
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section A bitches Hittin' switches, twistin' wigs with. Fat radical mathematical type scriptures. I dig up in your planets like Diga,. Boo, scared you, blew you to smithe-reens. * the marines, I got
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, radical even. I wanna clear all the misconceptions and * ya believe in. I'm leavin' nothin' to the imagination. I won't stop on my emanicipation, proclamation. Through the radio stations Facin' me
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, Section A Bitches. Hittin' switches, twistin' wigs with. Fat radical mathematical type scriptures. I dig up in your planets like Diga Boo, scared you, blew you to smithereens. * the marines, I got
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music execution and the talk of revolution. It bleeds in me and it goes Give 'em the boot, the roots the radicals. Give 'em the boot, you know I'm a radical. Give 'em the boot, the roots, the reggae on
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There's a place in the world for the angry young man. With his working class ties and his radical plans. He refuses to bend, he refuses to crawl,. He's always at home with his back to the wall
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rappers I try to bind. I'm a radical thinker with a radical mind. trapped in confusion like a legalised crime. being hit by my partner and the enemy at the same time. so try to clarify the situation I
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house is where the attics chill. I'm like a teacher, I need me a sabbatical. It's not irrational, I grew up radical And you all are shook, I bought all my crooks. * you R and B niggaz, Zeek sing all
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blues and radical views. Haven't left a mark on you, you wear it well. A little out of time but I don't mind. . But I aint forgetting that you were once mine. But I blew it without even tryin. Now
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all?. Turn into a swimming pool. When my blood is filled with cortisol. And I'm feeling like I'm flammable. I could do something so radical, ooh. Lately I'm feelin' so blue (I'm blue). I know you're
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find an Alice who is radical. But I'm drunk on Facebook now and diving down that rabbit hole. Checkin on my ex and soon I'm creepin on her lover. And when the picture buffers I see her new boyfriend's
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you fell. Then get up and you're smashing it well, like it was a pistachio shell. And you gotta be gnashing your teeth, and be giving em hell. 'Cause to love is a radical act, give your brother a pat