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Me n-i-g-e dash double zero 14, 49, 7 the one unformatted disk missed amongst class of 11 the heavens crackle thunder like slave whips behind a pale elephant skinned eclipse I stop to shape shift to distract the matrax And undo the door latch Its quarter to 6 almost 7 then time stops In my head I hear Kris Parker over Be-bop (Dennis) I run down the street and see people who are the property of Nike and Reebok I saw you and you seemed shocked That an unformatted disk was out of this box All this formatting - you'll learn when the earth talks And tree's walk and the sea rocks Stop!! I duck beside a red brick- I forgot I'm in the formatting district Think quick All these people recognize me as a misfit I saw them - but they missed me I hid behind a Raptor's sign of Doug Christie I want to tell the world, but Jah told me "its too risky" But I got to set the disks free Brothers and sisters just be closer to your spirit then this flesh reality We in the mouth pf love and I see some cavities, abnormalities, Armageddon actualities This is my heart stop sound scannin' me!! My sister spoke to me such tones to believe there exist clones And tiny microphones listening to us in our homes.. Â© 2000 Nigel Williams (U.N.I.versal Music) From Letras Mania