"This book deals with epiphenomenalism, which has to do with consciousness as a mere accessory of physiological processes whose presence or absence...
Traduzione: La Divina Commedia. Il Booklovers.
, You can't think about it, You're like the books along your wall You're jaded, Overrated, There's no doubt about it, So here's a new book for you to
Evil dreams and the coming rain, Rain must be true, I read it in a New York Times book review, I read it in a New York Times book review So that's what
Don't talk to me about selling out cause I won't be listening You're just another jaded kid who doesn't see I'm making money that's quickly spent I've
[Intro:] Mr. Mix Mr. DJ play that beat. Won't you play if for me. In the mix mister hop forward hop back. Hop, hop hop. [Verse 1:] The second somebody
face to face with a serpent Demon is the same think it is when it aint White like snow or black like coal Yellow like the moon and red(read) like a book
Gather around, gather around We are about to spark this potential energy and we gonna channel it to one source because the energy can, and will be dictated
[Jabberwocky] Excuse me, does anyone have the time? No!!! [Aceyalone] If you knew what makes me tick It'll probably make you sick Lay my days of my
[Intro:] Can't hold on. [Hook:] Hold on is what they say But I say open up your hands and let it fly away Until the day it comes back and it was meant
Let's begin Asalaam alaikum, people of good will I offer you the greeting of thought manifested skill to finally reveal the open-end chapter As real
The hunter and the hunted They hunt for you they hunt for me The hunter and the hunted They hunt for you they hunt for me The hunter and the hunted They
was born.. I was born in a concrete jungle and I learned to make my own way (learned to make my own way) I was raised by streets and the beats and the books
[Aceyalone] Music please... Yeah You want to know the reason You want to know the reason The reason is we gotta have those guidelines I'ma break the
[Hook: x2] The more I look around the more it hurts My livelihook is poisoned my works Fall on deaf ears a messenger bringer With a foreign face and
As I awaken Born from the slums and taken Through the ritual, childhood, puberty, adulthood, maturity And mastery of me And my surroundings counting
