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1.
01:44
Bang Bang Shots bust cops rush doctors Seen thru the eyes of the target its not us Suspects abound thru the poplous Big brother blind he tryin from helicopters Bitchless snitchless guided by the scriptures Thou shalt see no thing nor bear witness He who speaks best possess rare fitness Nowhere to run nor hide you on shit list Beat down heat rounds code a the street sound Ricochet the innocent lullabied to sleep now Rockabye baby most high or hades Grandma gon pray but no time to save me Niggaz in the game know cocaine is crazy Similar to Jane's addiction bass avery This all chain reaction to the way we backed into corner from the days a slavery Can't contain me bottle nor cage me I'm so gone my pops didn't wan raise me Gamble wit ya own I gots what God gave me But step into my zone leave dropped upon pavement
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Catch ya man in the sand Wit ya girl hand n hand No matter how u lay it down the grass is always better than I'm cooler than I ever been Stick to my forever plan Rookies try to emulate the actions a the veteran Youngin Love what it was Over amped over does I doubt the wife at home could come to grips wit what the soldier does Meanwhile she vowed But got to cryin too loud Couldn't take the lonliness so guess who's number she dialed His best friend Hype man She hit em up on skype and Invited to the crib so he could come and lay the pipe man So low no soul Took each others photo And put it on the net had the nerve to let the world know Judas just tongued me down I'm like ill You my man but I would rather die still In the afterlife what will I remember, I feel Will the vengence remain or will I simply wan chill Sometimes u gotta destroy in order to build Sometimes the chest is best left sealed If they dont see yr heart it cant be stealed Cupids arrow meet the Gary clan shield Jerichos walls thru miracles fall And nothin short a that is penetratin my core Thinkin a ya'll singing my song 'Thatz what friendz are for' True colors is shining thru Good people get grimey too Hey world look at I'm a foo This a tuff one to swallow so I'm tryin to chew Truth be told I would never kiss you again For obvious reasons feelin different than then You wasnt mines so it aint my place to condemn But got damn you's really layin wit him? Wouldnt be surprised if u borderline obese now If all the trash you talked u actually had to eat now You took ya best shot missed and had to rebound But came up empty handed cuz ya boy lock the key down But this isn't game girl its an insane world Could a done without you fannin the flame girl Now you nothin more than suttin I slain girl Made a mistake but never again girl I shall not forgive nor forget I shall trust my gut instincts off the get I (ah) seen it comin so you couldnt say I slept Consider you the dirt on my shoulder that got swept
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Krayola: When I zone I Spend many minutes when in it it's almost immanent Moments seeming like infinite reaching vertical limits of vision of war battling self and I'm the lieutenant I know it's demented I constantly try to prevent it Existentialistic view of life My body is rented from the Earth shop But I own the spirit within it From another dimension mental extended Real MC descendent Often imitated and equally underrepresented Look Boy something you never seen before The complicated contradictional flaw of Murphy's Law Circle chainsaw sever the chin from upper jaw Silence the roar while breaking the grip of devils claw Your more than meticulous musically I'm like liquid is to thirst My verse game name is Mr Ridiculous Disperse flames aimed to hit the ubiquitous Krayola Free fortified live fly sky high Sky high certified Blind We nah see these blood suckaz tryin to murder my time So I Fly fly Sun on 3rd Eye Premeditated every worda my rhyme I be zonin 6 in the mornin Time cannot contain what is scripted in poem Immortal mindset Egyptian and Roman Above the clouds where I sit like Boeing This a 767 my thoughts is my heaven I'm hawk but not feathered I'm awesome I said it Redefining the Source when I'm redded Put the game on the line fam I'm Pettite With a fetish for repetitive edits they call loops And a band a music men on the quest without roots My lecture's my truth My flex is obtuse Not satisfied til I make lexus my proof As high as my aim is it's lost in language Awad told me you can be a star but not famous I'll let you know when I make it Til then I'm just Free skyscrapin My 3rd eye seen it coming before it happened My gut it retracted when me and him was dappin When homegirl seen me coming she started laughin Actin as if I couldn't pick up the attraction And that's the reason she a has been My essence deeper than a cavern Catchin all disturbances in pattern Collection of experience I have earned My projections in all out dimensions will call out before route for all out protection And then we mount up like henchmen And send them balls out the fencin Trot around the bases I'm so many places Not confined to matrix See the flock upon the wait list Got to find my greatness top is where I take it
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When'd a 12 year old get so grown he could walk up outta school and roam the streets on his own No fear a consequence when he return home Mom bring it up he tell her leave me alone Even worse he tell her shut the f up Kiss his Black suttin it ain't from the neck up Juvenile is next up cuz all he do is mess up And he all in the street scene tryin to pull his rep up Lil Gangsta but he ain't got no O.G.'s pullin him aside droppin math tryin to sew seeds Only motivation in life he know to blow trees Youngin blowin kisses at the passin by police An outlaw but his life should be about more His pop left when he was 6 thats when it got raw His grandpappy said the boy he needed doctor Cuz at the rate he was headin sure to make the cops draw Aint a father to my style But aint a father to the child And they wonder why these girls gone wild And its 2am but theres kids on the block goin blow Makin momma proud Aint a father to my steez Nor a father to these seeds And they wonder why these girls not V's Cuz it 10:15 and shorty left the block wit a clown Makin mama proud My boy anonymous the worst a what a father is Jumpshot crossover hops attract colleges To this day we left to wonder what the problem is Could handle rock could handle pill but couldn't seem to handle biz Didn't take long for honeybun and him to have a kid In terms a bein tied down philosophy was rather live Treat his baby moms and his daughter like they had the hiv Elders all gossip disappointed how sad it is He hit me up on facebook described his life fabulous Thinkin to myself Got damn what kinda man is this Got the nerve to feast while ya own blood famishes As if his own life couldn't vouge for the damages And its all so average Never thought my peeps would turn to soap box characters American man you so scandolous Hope the next generation mature from ya'll amateurs A Ma I know you mad he don't Love you And that breakup caused you all kinds a trouble And he done moved on and got a new cuddle But you ain't gotta blame it on ya child now does you? You actually had a man who offered his support But you so quick to throw a tantrum and threaten court After all the battle royales that you done fought When its all said and done guess who g come up short Ya seed and she too young to plead She aint got the courage yet to tell you what she need And you gon fill her head up wit a story bout her father a reflection of the drama that had forced the man to leave Maybe you should toke a lil tree Give u some perspective missin somethin you should see By the time she grow to be knock kneed She gon need a father not to follow but to lead
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04:55
If you put the planet on trial how'd it break down Would Mandela take the stand and represent cape town Would the Angels punk the cops have em layin facedown Kiss the ground unnecesary shakedowns Who would speak for us Could obama charm the heavens like he reaches us If it was up to me I'd conjure 3 beats to bust Let Nas, Hov and Kweli speak for the streets n such Call up Cornell West and Michael Eric Dyson's And just for intimidation bring along Tyson We ain't goin out without a fight Ask Maya Angelou if she'd be down to write Sai Baba and Dali Lama Lecture the jurors on mankinds karma Take it further bring in some samba dancer And Party like we know the answer Not guilty - Life is filthy Blame it on the forefathers they the ones who built me But who am I to blame When carefully considered all be through a lot a pain Half a you Angels been here before I call to the stand Tupac Shakur We ain't sugar coatin life sir give it to us raw Is it true that these humans made you be an outlaw Mr Marley would you come back more Would you say things've changed or is there everywhere war Could you say beneath the surface is a genuine core Or is their weaponry and treachory an inborn flaw Dr King and Ghandhi calmly Address life in ways thats far beyond me Said some a dem are awake but most a dem zombie If I was you Lord I'd resort to plan B King Solomon claimed that no part a him Could come to terms wit the thinkin of modern men Told me I was just clingin to what might a been And at times revolution makes ya fight a friend Trust I'm out here fightin on despite my my neighbors And the kids I grew up kickin it wit was once my slavers If the final verdict's not in our favors Let the final trumpet sound from the soul a Miles Davis Most High...when manipulation becomes a science. Literally a science. You can't fault the prey for endorsing the imbalance and greed promoted by the predators. And when profit is at the very core of survival not to mention success. Self promotion trumps morality. Leaving people to choose between their gut feelings and their well being. An unfortunate predicament for sure. But one we face none the less. Although I do not believe you to be a judging God, for the sake of the song I ask that you consider our growth in awareness in these recent generations before rendering your decision. Although our work is far from done, it certainly feels as if we're finally clearing the space, emotionally, intellectually and on some levels politically to step fully into our intended role here on this planet. Not as rulers but as tuners to the highest frequency Let us live.
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04:12
'll put that on my everything I put that on my name Some things are set in stone and other things are born to change I only wanted a scholarship Since I was 5 or 6 Do what what my father did But I was bottled in I know that it bothered him Tuff one to swallow when You proceed to watch your seed get all hollered at By a kind a man who ain't no kinda man Thank God I had my mantra, Nigga I'm the man Sometimes I think to where my father stand And wonder how he kept his cool from off on side stands I guess that was the reason he was hollerin He was tryin to break them chains while lookin like a fan So now I'm twice the man. From all a lifes exams and when I'm seekin inspiration yo i write to him Oh Family - You're all a part a me The strongest of influence yo ya taught me how to see Sometimes we may not get along sometimes may not agree But you're the wings on which I fly ya navigate the Odyssey I only wanted to be a preacher A Soul reacher Some selling dreams some sellin souls You sold neither Was like alicia on piano keys-you so diva So amazing how you'd get em high with no reefer You the reason that I wanted to know Jesus Every word from out ya mouth Ma I would believe ya I put you up there with Moses and Peter Wasn't always what you said but on occasion how ya read us It was more than just them home cooked meals that you would feed us It was the soul food - all we had to go thru Somehow I got know me as I got to know you A debt I can't repay cause Ma this life is what I owe you He only wanted to be comedian Be on the TV and Have the people up in stitches when they seein him But this life is full a choices where should we begin As the doors start to open thinks he sees the end And its just flashin lights and all the Kanye types Where the media be messing wit ya style a life And thats a sacrafice that wasn't worth the hype So I guess ya take his dream and chalk it up to pipe But in the meantime brothas on the green line Hoppin off the train with the money his brain Brought up under poverty and somethings gotta change Business could be lucrative just figure out the game Now his figures got his figure on the 1st class a the plane Everybody's drinking and yo he the one who's payin His dough so long it ain't a thing for him to flame Said I earn it so I burn it on whatever you can name
9.
Cadillac Camelback show me where the camera at World is mine saw the sign only kickin matter fact Get blinded like a cataract when tryin to test or battle back Boogie down Bronx birthplace a where the baddest at Yankees ain't these quotes a mine saintly You'll never see the real me til Alex Grey paint me Never been a mornin man before 10 cranky Whether in ya whip or in ya jukebox crank me No less than 9 I consider masses blind Hittin off this rhythm got me feelin mastermind Use to settle for some sixes now its nothin less than dime I'd be servin life in prison if good lovin was a crime But it ain't my ink is war paint My mind is that of a slave who walked plank My soul be fillin the holes in yo blank Cd chick composure or bank This one soundin wu-tangish Move thy anus Look ma ya #2 son half famous Misant from Sweden but we r-rock the Danish Why we ain't on yet have not the faintest But I'm locked in scorin not stockton Speak not til walked mile in my mocasin Bring ya wittiest on we outfox them Bring ya grittiest paw we outbox them Yuck su kung fu in ya face fuck you Thats the type a venom in the blood mon run thru Livin on the edge ya never know wah mi a gwan do Built upon the rock ya know this house mi nah crumble All i see is timeless bondage Weight upon the conscious He who sees grand scheme remains the calmest Waitin for the day we ball and live lawless And my vision dont see form but auras I grab a mic and flip the script I'm the shit i be sayin to myself like I'm all that (all that) Til I head up to the city and these niggaz flowin silly then that voice it get to tellin me to fall back I pitch my talent to couple lil labels and ya nigga couldn't even get a call back Fuck ya label and ya artists and producers you manusha used to luv u now you're all wack I rock to raw tracks flip raps for more stacks Haven't found my way there but I'm somewhere near the vortex Who's up to fall next step up but crawl back Step inside the den with a king and I'm roar back So much more difficult to kick it simplistic than kick it mystical Universal my forces are all centrifical And this is more than recording its sorta ritual And i don't put the brush down til the pictures fullCadillac Camelback show me where the camera at World is mine saw the sign only kickin matter fact Get blinded like a cataract when tryin to test or battle back Boogie down Bronx birthplace a where the baddest at Yankees ain't these quotes a mine saintly You'll never see the real me til Alex Grey paint me Never been a mornin man before 10 cranky Whether in ya whip or in ya jukebox crank me No less than 9 I consider masses blind Hittin off this rhythm got me feelin mastermind Use to settle for some sixes now its nothin less than dime I'd be servin life in prison if good lovin was a crime But it ain't my ink is war paint My mind is that of a slave who walked plank My soul be fillin the holes in yo blank Cd chick composure or bank This one soundin wu-tangish Move thy anus Look ma ya #2 son half famous Misant from Sweden but we r-rock the Danish Why we ain't on yet have not the faintest But I'm locked in scorin not stockton Speak not til walked mile in my mocasin Bring ya wittiest on we outfox them Bring ya grittiest paw we outbox them Yuck su kung fu in ya face fuck you Thats the type a venom in the blood mon run thru Livin on the edge ya never know wah mi a gwan do Built upon the rock ya know this house mi nah crumble All i see is timeless bondage Weight upon the conscious He who sees grand scheme remains the calmest Waitin for the day we ball and live lawless And my vision dont see form but auras I grab a mic and flip the script I'm the shit i be sayin to myself like I'm all that Til I head up to the city and these niggaz flowin silly then that voice it get to tellin me to fall back I pitch my talent to couple lil labels and ya nigga couldn't even get a call back Fuck ya label and ya artists and producers you manusha used to luv u now you're all wack I rock to raw tracks flip raps for more stacks Haven't found my way there but I'm somewhere near the vortex Who's up to fall next step up but crawl back Step inside the den with a king and I'm roar back So much more difficult to kick it simplistic than kick it mystical Universal my forces are all centrifugal And this is more than recording its sorta ritual And i don't put the brush down til the pictures full
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04:27
A thin line between coo and damn fool Especially when ya dream is cream and by the handful Sharpen my sword cha ching without the anvil Promise I'll train til insane or canceled Death don't fear it but its fuelin my pencil Ya feel no pain in fact you love when it hits you Like a I reminisce or can it all be so simple Cream a the crop rise to top it tends to Only I alone could know what I been thru So Don't ask why me never befriend you See them Smiling faces devil that sent you Hope ya got yaself a good God to repent to Me nah murder but mi war wit/when we meant to/mental Consider this a modest way to put it be careful It's Freedom Fighta bwoy wit more than a earful Risin wit a style that not a man could compare to Born wit the scripts it drips from my blood Enemy or friend to me its still all love Free is who i am could give a fuck who I was Venom from below but get the bless from above It's on when I spit this shit like nile flood Sendin me the energy to get up like spud Killin em the minimum but still Ain't no thug Will rep for mine when push come to ttnshove Can't carry town on my back it'd fall When u movin at the speed of light who waan crawl Apologize my niggaz I don't even wanna ball A temple left idle too long shall fall The stone the builder refuse is my tablet Ain't no way I can lose when I magnet Attract the proactiv subtract the stagnant To he who asks nothing nothing is handed (granted) My request stretch here to bangledesh A mill and nothin less no chill not for a sec In a 10 mile journey at 9 begins the trek But from step one the God demand respect For one minute I pause I might reflect Endulge my intellect or involve a lil sex Guess that take a lil longer than a minute Shout out to the cuties on the planet I been wit All around these goons are fallin down Consumed by who the ruler who dude to run the town Glitch in ya computer have you losin rude amounts Wicked man maneuver simply movin yo accounts Now ya funds is all down While my stock is on the rise like the sun i rock round The globe with microscopic probe Siftin thru the amateurs to kick it wit the pros Ganja make the mind slow But mic me up and light one up and see where i go I done seen it I blow 20,000 cuties holla free at my show And I'm in love with every one Unless the homies gettin some tho it ain't no fun Yeah Horseheads is really where I'm from But judgin from the shine i would say the sun

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Mr Free is an emcee originally from New York currently residing in the bay area, California. He has
previously released the albums Writes of Passage and Lay-Up Lines: The Mixtape. In addition to The
Edge he has also initiated a live band project in 2010.

The Misanthropist is a producer from Stockholm, Sweden who released the producer album Stocklyn
Retrospective in 2008 featuring artists such as Royce da 5’9, Masta Ace, Termanology, Trife da God and
many more.

On The Edge they join forces to bring you an album inspired by the classic boom bap sound but in the
year of 2011. Raw and melodious beats by The Misanthropist are combined with the powerful flow and
versatile lyrics of Mr Free.

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released January 31, 2011

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