From the user Cobbland at CC:
"Sample 1:
King of The Dot muscular dystrophy patients inflicted with inflammation
Barricaded with Oakland Raiders placing wagers
Beam ‘em up to my spaceship
Where the fukk is your immigration papers?
Don’t say shyt, soak your lips in this basin.
You are officially famous, I’m officially off the reservation
I’m officially inviting you to my official engagement
(PROPHETIC)
Enter the Dragon
(PROSTHETIC)
Hammers and ratchets
Kalashnikov muzzle flash
brass knuckles practice double tap
Pop you like bubble wrap, you stumble collapse
Sufferin succotash, you a sucker for rap
Expendable experts…
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Sample 2:
Cybernetics performers expected the human brain is now a barbarous relic
Phrenology professor articulating phonetics
Participating for credit, if nothing else, just to send a message
Wake up and smell the petunias
I’m in Peru with my vicuñas
Why do I keep seeing Mila Kunis?
I was told: “after death life isn’t the same, and when the Phoenix rise, death would not be the end game”
Technology devalues life, intruding ones rights, contaminating the cost, excluding the price
Removing insight from the human plight, your historians are doomed to rewrite
Click the button if you like “under the pale moonlight...”
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Sample 3:
Who can handle it?
The lost rhyming collection on the planet
Sonically sample it, electronically scan it and stamp it
Light up cigars dancing, passing out pamphlets
The great Pete Rock, Bronze Nazareth, and Canibus
Concourse P, champagne glass in the air
Propose a toast to a long career
When it’s all said and done, I got memories
I’ve rocked with the best beat architects of the 21st century
Pick a date, pick any piece of acetate, then watch Pete pick a gold plate out the crate
Transform Serato to Murciélago…
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Sample 4:
??? wait
My tongue is a tungsten plate, that’ll make a crane tumble over and break
I’ve worked for a better tomorrow, but the interest owed on yesterday’s debt is the cause for my sorrow
Oxygen infused umbilical cord tubes, and a catalyst that improves mental magnitude and mood
720 degrees of awareness, completely fearless, at the same time scared stiff
Gotta hang in there till it all crash, it’s gone crash cause a fraud can’t last
Practice patience, my musical machinations…
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