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Urban Thermo Dynamics
Urban Thermo Dynamics

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Tonart: Db major
Verse 1
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On
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urban terrain,
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I strive to maintain
Stress is strained with a whole heap of pain
A lot of fucking games
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that I can't seem to win
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I'm living in a land of sin
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I close my eyes and I count
to ten thousand
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Shit is still fucked up down
in public housing
Turn on the TV
just to see my man on the news
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No job, but he had to pay a hundred dollars
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So I get my head ready
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cause I know where I'm at
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I got good sense and now
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I need a thousand gats
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Cause times in America is all out of order
You gotta pay just to get
good drinking water
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They going buck nuts and
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I ain't trying to hear it
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The end ain't near, it's here
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I stay cool in the Babylon swelter
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Bout to build a house
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with a fucking bomb shelter
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Cause there's a lot of smaller faces
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out here
and I don't trust them
Motherfuckers make a wrong move
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and I'ma bust em
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I'm sleepin' on the floor
with my nods by the door
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War ain't fair, it's war,
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front line motherfucker
You can never underestimate
your enemy
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You gotta realize there's people
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who wake up 6am in the morning
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And jog, runnin' for their life
Cause they don't underes
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timate your energy
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Shit in here is gettin' kinda warm
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Motherfuckers didn't know
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that I had this form
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I'm spittin' buckshots and you
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could all get dropped
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Motherfucker vest,
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I'm takin' all headshots
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It's the great beatbreaker,
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brackalack jacker
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Dominant jeans, son,
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it gets no blacker
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You're scared, bitch,
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asses with the style you lack
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I'm havin' reoccurring dreams
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of blowin' out your back
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So take that, and that, and that, and that I'm as hard as it gets,
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you can't sit where I sat
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Roll with the ill crew, pack a big God Jew
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I ain't the bitch steady
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try in' to get a new hairdo
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Oh, look, you ain't gotta like it,
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cause shit is real
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I'ma say how I feel,
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the truth must be revealed
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Your eyes wide open and
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you still can't see
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Steady smoking blunts,
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talking bout I'm free
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Spend all of your time sleeping
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with the enemy
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Doing dumb shit that you've
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seen on TV
Can't get caught up in
the hocus pocus
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Times are so hopeless,
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I gotta keep fo cused
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And I'ma do whatever it takes
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Cause shit ain't easy,
but that's the breaks
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Times are too wild to smile
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I'm ready to get it on, son,
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you know my style
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Can't clown cause I'm down for mine
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From now to 99,
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front line mothafucka
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There's no room for fear,
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we giving these heads the respect
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and the credit that they don't deserve
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You know what I'm saying?
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That's why they don't respect us
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When we start to realize who we are,
then we can clearly see who they are
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Originality is not what y
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'all make sound like
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Everything sounds hype and trite,
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but it don't sound right
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Treading on virgin terrain
is a great source of pain
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But it's the path that I chose,
so I can't complain
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If I get ornery,
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pardon me gems and gents
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I'm on a mission in the
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very fucking literal sense
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If heads don't understand,
it's of no consequence
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Cause not everyone is worthy
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to hold my confidence
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In a world so clandestine,
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I stand frontline
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Cacophonous motion
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and mad explosion
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Division, dissension and
massive tension
Stifling, congestion and no progression
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I try to keep on looking at the prize
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But I'm steady wiping blood out my eyes
Mr. Charlie, kill your pops
and rape your mother
And we fuckin' turn around
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and shoot each other
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Run for cover?
Well, that ain't a fuckin' option
I'm comin' through headfirst,
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I ain't stoppin'
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Suckers want beef,
cause I speak on these topics
But don't sleep,
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I'm keepin' heat like the tropics
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A full clip in my hand on my dick
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I'm like a motherfuckin' elephant,
I don't forget shit
From Edgar Evans down to
Emmett Tills
Black bodies swinging from trees,
outlining American hills
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Talk all that racism shit if you want to
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But white man, I don't trust you
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And I will bust you
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Even if you try to act trife
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It's the M .O .S. on low -dial for life
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A hundred years ago,
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you brought the rah -rah
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Now it's recycled and cooled by y 'all
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And I ain't goin' out like a punk
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You say holier than thou
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and you can call it what you want
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No slippin', I gotta say you're weird
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I'm too prepared to be
steppin' out scared
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Papa's eyes are watchin',
can't go out like a sucker
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Most death is sendin' up the front line,
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motherfuckers
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Vic tory is the only choice
There's no other alternative than victory
And the only way to be victorious
is to understand your enemy
You have to understand
that they're fighting to survive
And we're fighting to live
They're fighting for something
totally different
The differences are great
And we have to realize
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that their time is up
And that they're desperate
And that a desperate enemy
should not be hard -pressed
Because he has nothing to lose,
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and he will take you to hell with it.
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So you either fight to win,
or you fight to die.
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Fight to win, or you fight to die.

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