a quest called dog. |
a tribe called go figure. |
always hungry for reality. |
and apples. by the way, how long is this going to go one? |
b roll |
berg baby |
bridge and tunnel |
come awn copp, copp come awn. |
copp dog, ice rapper. |
the runner in place |
dog is speakin for his self |
head feather |
fenlov |
all signs are arcane when you're a dog. |
gimmick vortex |
hand jive |
dis my hip hop copp |
dis my down dog |
if it wasn't for earth we'd be floating in space |
but if no one else can, nature will kick our stupid ass. |
if nothing else we taught them how to count megatons. |
if you believe in things that you don't understand then you suffer. little stevie wonder |
is necrosis reversible? |
i wanted to go that way. |
life is beat. +melody. |
look, we don't want another world war three on our hands, we've got to win hearts and minds. |
the low end theory. seriously, a fuckin' great album. |
lupe fiasco. |
man i hated gym teachers. |
nu-clear dog |
nu-clear cleaners |
of course they know that we know that we know that they know we know |
pop life |
quest |
soft breaking glass |
swing like native tongue |
but i want to go that way. |
the love of money is war. |
searching the mysteries of existence with fellow alien fen. |
just do it, or not, no, better not. |
it's not nucular, genius scientist of wwIII the movie! it's new clear! |
but this is not the way i wanted to go. |
travels in illorium. |
thought water balloon. |
we all get lied to, arnie, grow up. |
who shall we invade next? |
you're goddamn right uncle doug. about what? everything! |
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