| VERSE 1:
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| Killing in the name
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| Single-syllable name
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| Is the truth for the criminal insane?
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| The critically acclaimed
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| Number one best-selling paperback range
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| Mind frame fixed on the twenty-ten range
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| License to drive
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| Jams for the deaf
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| Sight for the blind
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| Blood is the tie that binds
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| Like red string on the sticks
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| That’s Thai
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| Submarine missile; |
| your ship capsize
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| Everything you spit is middle of the road like cat’s eyes
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| That’s why I’m the green cross code
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| Ghost ship galleon, skull and cross bones
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| Parrot on my shoulder, I don’t want to know
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| Pieces of eight
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| That’s the weight that we blow
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| Papers are slow
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| Switching my speed
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| Play this on repeat while you’re twisting your weed
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| CHORUS:
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| Timeless
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| Deep meditation
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| And you know we’re creating
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| Something timeless
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| We’re elevating
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| And you know we’re creating
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| Something Timeless
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| VERSE 2:
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| Golden sunshine
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| Corona and lime
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| This is league game smoke, and you’re over the line
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| Translating the soul
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| Old school scroll
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| Sagas unfold when the Pro Tools roll
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| Pure gold
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| Audio alchemy
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| I’m a hero send the valkyrie out for me
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| When I go
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| It’s out with a bang
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| Fanfare drum roll, sound of the band
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| Ain’t my fault if it gets out of hand
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| This sh*t in my hand’ll make your mind expand
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| Time is the inner mind’s eye, understand?
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| Smashing the hourglass, scattering the sand
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| Lost in the cosmos, street-level hopscotch
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| Scotch Bonnet hot how I got here on a long-shot
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| The stuff of legends
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| Screw my face to the beat like sucking lemons
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| Kept my ear to the street now stardom beckons
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| Looking in the mirror asking the hardest questions
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| Trying to find answers
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| Eat an MC, save his hype-man for afters
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| Got them going apesh*t swinging from the rafters
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| CHORUS:
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| Timeless
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| Deep meditation
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| And you know we’re creating
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| Something timeless
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| We’re elevating
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| And you know we’re creating
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| Something timeless
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| VERSE 3:
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| I roll an OCB
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| OCD with the MPC
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| Sir William Brimstone MBE
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| Geoffrey Lebowski OBE
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| On my ODB
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| Roll an OCB
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| OCD with the MPC
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| Sor William Brimstone MBE
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| Geoffrey Lebowski OBE
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| On my ODB screaming «Brick Lane Zoo!» |