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keith masters - this is how it happened... lyrics

[verse 1: keith masters]

the cop on the block heard sirens just drop
calling all units, 125, he just flopped
(on wall street) rushed out the buildings, the raw heat
where, distant possibilities and reality meet, ugh
the baby, up crying, wet self from the p-ssing
it’s impossible to speak, but got-d-mn do it listen
downtown, you can hear the crash, teachers just started cl-ss
broken gl-ss followed the impact (the matrix)
the intellects just waited for this day to come
read the writing on the wall, red rum, white house claimed dumb
d.c. could feel it, concealed plans – we can’t reveal it
h-rns blown, can’t seal it – ego torn, can’t heal it
the blues in the city made marvin holler
another day, ‘nother dollar for the mighty rap scholar, ugh
as for me, i was deep, underneath – feeling the beat
and when i came to, ah ah i came to
i came to…i woke up in the

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i woke up in the ghost city, feels like 9/11
n-ggas push rocks, and they only 9 and 11
the deadly sins, must amount to much more than seven
we dial 9-1-1 for emergency in ghost city

[verse 2: keith masters]

the monument (doomed) make way for the tombs
now phantoms plague rooms, shadows dance at noon
while the priest knelt, praying for the second hit
and then the second one hit and the priest yell, “ohh shiit”!
and the mother, lord – don’t forget about the mother
she, trying to save her children like sally struthers
and the ghosts haunt dreams like betelgeuse in house
and the ghosts on the block move quiet as a mouse
and the fiends move along like nothing ever happened
just imagine, dust in the air – lungs all blackened
and the clones is attacking, episode ii – star wars
better hold floors, get lifted trying to hold yours
(military!) hardcore, this means war
it’s not a game, so you know we ain’t, playing no more
(what about the emcee?) i was drenched in empathy
prepared to fight the greatest battle lyrically, in

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[verse 3: privilege]

they claim it was predicted
how ever many years past when jc practiced carpentry in bethlehem
said the twin brothers would fall, and they did
financial districts, streets littered with the remnants of disbelief of what used to be
custees, distributors and wholesalers are all dead
not from the drug game, but real thug games
international relations, foreign policies, sticks and carrots
wasn’t even like their favorite national food, or even bad habit
for indigenous rabbits, intelligent scavengers
knocked the infidels towers down – while its blood rushed uptown
from wall street to h-ll’s kitchen
morningside heights back to battery park, see if you were with me would’ve seen
mohammeds, atwas, fatwas
explode like f-gwa on the palate – prince vanderheart laughing from his palace
call for jihad, kabul to riyadh
now kids in madrid is plotting on trains like watch this!
pretty grandiose, (haha), tossed, engrained in the psyche
for the greater good, we all wood
and i see the conspiracy – it’s loose change in appearances…bleak to me

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