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311
311
311
(what's
up)
The
people
(what's
up)
The
people
(what's
up)
311
311
311
(what's
up)
The
people
(what's
up)
The
people
(what's
up)
In
a
minute
everything
you
have
can
all
be
straight
gone
In
a
minute
things
you
though
were
tied
can
come
straight
undone
How
about
some
knocks
on
wood
some
so
far
it's
so
good
Any
day
what
you
think
is
solid
earth
can
jump
up
and
spread
out
To
the
north
and
south
that's
what
plates
are
about
Nature
has
no
conscience
no
kindness
or
ill
will
But
the
dreams
they
had
make
me
sad
because
of
the
vibes
of
them
When
one
girl
dreamt
a
fire
in
hers,
and
then
it
happened
To
me
and
my
family
my
bro's
and
I
were
driving
The
RV
bleeding
flames,
us
leaping
through
fire,
surviving
Zoned
with
no
home
there
was
fire
all
on
it
Umm,
let
me
have
my
life
I
want
it
I'm
gonna,
I'm
gonna,
I'm
gonna,
I'm
gonna,
I'm
gonna
let
you
know
that
I
said
We're
coming
in
kill,
we're
coming
in
chill,
we're
comin
in
how
we
will
Gone
to
tell
the
whole
world
what's
the
deal
And
I
say
know
no
critical
boarder
'cause
we
do
what
we
want
Got
more
funky
styles
that
my
laser
jet
got
font
Not
one
to
get
over
sounding
like
the
norm
Friendly
to
the
radio,
all
that
shit
is
corn
All
we
coming
with
is
a
little
bit
of
swing
And
we
go
on
like
it
ain't
no
thing
Omaha
stylee
did
not
think
there
was
one
Where
you
know
the
radios
weak
and
the
shows
are
more
fun
But
you
know
we
fucked
up
the
dancehall
since
1988
Many
did
not
think
when
they
hear
that
we
come
from
this
state
Still
we're
down
like
that
Still
we're
down
like
that
Still
we're
down
like
that
Kickin'
the
funk
that
smells
of
skunk
Omaha
stylee
did
not
think
there
was
one
Where
you
know
the
radios
weak
and
the
shows
are
more
fun
But
you
know
we
fuck
up
the
dancehall
since
1988
Many
did
not
think
when
they
hear
that
we
come
from
this
state
The
dancehall
that
we
come
from
was
a
pooltable
basement
the
Bud
was
low
key
and
the
records
were
Jamaican,
but
uhh
Such
occasions
occur
back
in
the
day
It
begins
you're
a
raw
kid
all
the
way
Son
of
a
gun
but
they
you
drifted
All
are
endowed
but
few
are
gifted
At
the
break
of
dawn
behaving
like
a
spy
Lampin
in
the
light
the
cold
world
awakens
Deeper
is
the
light
to
open
up
the
sky
Look
into
my
eyes
see
the
dialatin'
Omaha
Stylee
is
the
shit
we
come
with
man
Embedded
in
our
souls
it
breathes
out
from
this
band
We
always
knew
that
we
could
Thank
you
if
you
too
felt
we
would
Not
one
to
get
over
sounding
like
the
norm
Friendly
to
the
radio,
all
that
shit
is
corn
All
we
coming
with
is
a
little
bit
of
swing
And
we
go
on
like
it
ain't
no
thing
Omaha
stylee
did
not
think
there
was
one
Where
you
know
the
radios
weak
and
the
shows
are
more
fun
But
you
know
we
fucked
up
the
dancehall
since
1988
Many
did
not
think
when
they
hear
that
we
come
from
this
state
Still
we're
down
like
that
Still
we're
down
like
that
Still
we're
down
like
that
Kickin'
the
funk
that
smells
of
skunk
We
will
arise
explore
these
worlds
and
find
the
grass
roots
How
to
crew
to
do
the
grinding
of
the
grounds
to
brew
My
dude
on
the
one,
come
off
like
Teflon
Rock
your
shit
and
you
will
rise
on
If
you're
a
farmer
out
standing
in
your
field
say
"ugh!"
Do
as
you
will
do
as
you
wish
follow
your
bliss
say
"ugh!"
We
travel
round
the
country
giving
it
our
best
Like
to
see
the
people
dancing
and
bouncing
and
the
rest
The
hammer
and
the
chisel
and
the
rule
it
compass
We
forged
the
sword
chariots
of
war
our
battle
axe
There's
much
power
in
anger,
but
loves
a
bigger
banger
Complete
props
to
my
crew
'cause
this
is
how
we
do
Omaha
Stylee
1 1,2,3
2 Lose
3 Six
4 Offbeat Bare Ass
5 Homebrew
6 Lucky
7 Nutsymtom
8 8:16 A.M.
9 Omaha Stylee
10 Applied Science
11 Taiyed
12 Silver
13 Grassroots
14 Salsa
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