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lyrics

I’m in steady movement through the city’s grid
Similar to public transit busses and police bullets
Life or death dodge ball on this asphalt campus

Meet me under the staircase around 1 between classes
I’m avid and organized against all authority
No hallway monitor or principle could get a hold’a me
I speak my themes globally, bold prose and openly
Y’all cats is a similar style to Mokujin
Carbon copied, great plagarism
Never done dirt, but ya rock the gangster image
It’s not my place to say what is or what isn’t
A valid image of truth in this delusional system
But whoever, however, whenever starts talkin’ a heatwave
And gets the representin’ of rough streets in Green Bay
I gotta slap the sociology in their ignorant head
Take that ass to Flatbush, kid, and get your
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Head checked hard enough you can see past the
Next step. Baby, walkin’ these streets ya get
Rest-less as the night gets colder,
I carry the burden like a backpack on my shoulders
So, express one love to the beat
And get bed rest. Not so quick to speak headin’ to the
Next keg. Yeah, we all get down,
But how low depends on what’s comin’ out of our mouths
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I rock more phones than coke addict telemarketers
And handle the pen with the skilled hands of an old carpenter
My flow spills like a broken faucet, cold and honest
My hope’s soaked and cloaked in vomit
I’m a broken promise while my faith is in a state of unconsciousness
No signs of life, no responses
I give nothing to stay positive. My word is bond, kid.
Understand that and who the boss is

‘Cos it’s not me and sure as hell isn’t you
These buildings stand above us both to hold the truth of livin’ proof
That your life is only worth what ya fight for
And if you’re fightin’ for your penis envy then you’re no more than a mic whore
Hip-Hop prostitute, y’all cats see and ya follow it
Until ya hit the dead end of a hollow tip
Reality’ll turn your throwback to a red dress
And I’ma keep on marchin’ and singin’ ‘til your
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I date the devil herself

credits

from Run With It, released October 26, 2006
Guitar - Danny Kantar
Vocals - Toussaint Morrison
Bass - Mark Drehmann
Trumpet - Adam Rossmiller
Drums - Owen Weaver
Trombone - Scott Agster

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G8 Minneapolis, Minnesota

An assembly of jazz elites and a national slam poet vocalist, G8 slated their name after the Group of 8 conference where the 8 richest countries gather together under a guise of unity, but more so to impose wealth as a determinate in changing the world. Here, the band G8 holds the mantra to change the world with music. Now defunct, the group left behind one piece of recorded legacy. ... more

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