You better have some fire to spit..
It's S.T.A. Friday.

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S.T.A.F

Telegraph Canyon

Artwork graciously provided by Fabien Martin
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Blessings be unto the one who hydrates.

The Darkstar Prophet commands it.

HYDRATE

Artwork courteously provided by Parizad Shojaei
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lyrics
I heard you snicker a bit
You thought I had none left to give
Yet here I am, set ablaze
Shedding my, my old face

(Take it easy on me)

I heard you had your ear to the ground
Nosedive, piledrive, quite relentless how
You seem to stoke my fire
Two birds on a wire

(Give him the business)

I cull from the pitch
The fervor needed to take this fucker down
And I break on through the bullshit
Just to show you how
To break a crown
To break a mold
To break a mothafuckin' bone
So now you know
So now you know
So now you know

Birds on a wire

I saw you take it all in
The smoldering flesh and skin
Your skin was in the game, oh no
Make no more mistakes, now

(Take the heat off me)

I know you laid your heart on the ground
Half alive, still alive, quite pitiful how
You came on in, and showed your face
And now you have, hell to pay

(Give him the business)

I cull from the pitch
The fire required to burn this fucker down
And I break on through the bullshit
Just to show you how
To break a crown
To break a mold
To break a mothafuckin' bone
So now you know
So now you know
So now you know

(Birds on a wire)

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