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Gift Of Gab The Fourth Dimensional Rocketships Going Up

not right, man. I guess the street life had other plans, but I'm gonna see you in a minute doe. Sincerely, Uncle Tim, Gift of Gab, Supreme Lyrical. [

for your head, it's gonna erupt, I'm blowing up And popping this, it's cool I be the judge and jury With the Johnny Cochran savvy, plus I hit the cabby green up

2] Findin' out my way somehow Heard those sounds up in the sky Tryin' to find a way up out/about Darkness will not be my guide [Gift of Gab] It's been

[Gift of Gab] Check it out... Gift of Gab... Fourth Dimensional Rocketships, Goin' Up To the ink on the paper from the top of the brain Ghetto youth