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Now I know fools get their own when they chit chat
haven't heard yet but you can bet I'm not with that
with that talk with the digi walk
I struck a bird you heard absurd word to the fact
I'm a cat, nippin' sippin' on the flask
passin' it talkin' shit but only if you ass
in front of me cause you could run from me but
in the end revenge send ends to the defendant
I cant get caught in the spiral
cause every bit of energy it goes to my survival
out my way, I'm a flicka flacka blotter
ya try to find a weakness but the s--t keeps gettin' harder
Fourth of July
with Lucy in sky
I remember pine trees and the coat of many colors
I was nineteen
I'd do anything
s--t like that now scares me but I'd like to do it again
It was Independence day
I've seen the other side and I say
oh, I've been insane
and I wont ever be the same
Cuz we flow we must be fly
first to flow, Nickel my brother so wise
and then I rise
here's an ill kid pimpin' cuz he is so slick
steps from darkness, his body electric
a drone buzzes the air a cracklin' tone
then boomin' like thunder in a cosmic jungle
death defyin' like Knievel he weeble
words that will wobble awkwards and evil
cuz he flow and rock the hardest of the crowds
a marvel pow how you like me now
I've returned the kiss of death the last Damien
from the abyss fresh eternal alien
now famished from pathless ways I'ma do damage
to the wack MC's I know you cant stand this
right about now get down, I'm the annihilator
rockin' with the rhythm of my rhyme detonator
Fourth of July
with Lucy in sky
I remember pine trees and the coat of many colors
I was nineteen
I'd do anything
shit like that now scares me but I'd like to do it again
It was Independence day
I've seen the other side and I say
oh, I've been insane
and I wont ever be the same
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I'm taking it to the bridge and there's a different country
I'm bringing with me the people I know
deep down are funky
oh yeah we got, we got the juice it's on tap
never take the time to rewind all the weak crap
here, take it it's yours the gift is calling
the sunshine be falling our way first every morning
I'm a magician you see I'm christened with condition
held over from a future world I've come to you so listen
there's a place out in deep space
where all the brothers chant and dance and rant
and shave their heads like Buddha I'm a flyguy
you know I'm smoother
of course no remorse is left for all those loser crews
I do not care what you do I always screw up
but when I do it's nothing like you, I wish you grew up
you're saying anything like promise to get clean
won't kick half dead you're fucked up in the head
just get him out of here, get him out of here
get him out of here, yes, he's making me sick
we push a sucker out, with much force and much clout
didn't want to do it, that's not what we're about
but we got to have a limit, how low can you get it
seems about time to change the subject and sing about
the wise eyed girl that makes me feel good
and never do I leave misunderstood
Aw, yeah, can you feel it
I know you feel good true
you got a choice of what you're gonna do it's like this, that
up is where it's at
mix a melody with some backchat
tell 'em again, can you feel it
I know you feel good too you got a choice of what you're gonna do
it's like this, that up is where it's at
mix a melody with some backchat
I'm rollin' slow no particular place to go
so nothing changed the more things stay the same
the more it doesn't matter to a latter day St. Bernard
acting hard but I throw down like a crazy retard
but what could make a man wanna walk around the schoolyard with his tool hard
and what could make the switch to call a girl a bitch
It probably happened when you first started rappin' and when you know
that you were stuck with Beavis
now leave us on a note of positivity
I'm saying this for levity but if I leave it brief I call it brevity
I said I see the people rocking, which means there's no stopping the flow
and you can just tell 'em that you know
come on, every night yeah we turnin' up
and comin' off live like a final 311 battle breaking idols
on the one you never heard before you know the
hard-core rockin' pumpin' the dance floor
leave ya feet sore looking for your Micatin
you know the mic is deadly in the mood we in
certified not fakin', cool like a Jamaican
every time the enemy hear us they will be shakin'
Damn
I know you feel good true
you got a choice of what you're gonna do
it's like this, that up is where it's at
mix a melody with some backchat
tell 'em again, damn, I know you feel good too
you got a choice of what you're gonna do
it's like this, that up is where it's at
mix a melody with some backchat
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The colda funk has you sunk feel the mids pump
blessed are those who erupt when we turn up
right now we corrupt cons the shades
we don in the neon night
we're gonna feed on the mics and blast through a pipe
I gotta cool capability to toast and ill
yo my daddy told me, "Hey son you must act chill"
alien rough my galaxy is tough here comes the bang
of a hip-hop thang that we bring and swing
men from Mars ain't ever gonna hang
with dope Buddha's we come to the stage we are attackin'
space assassin naked live and never slackin
come a day on the way enter one S.A.
amplified from another world far away
I got the pang of a gang and I come from the Southside
here's the thang that I bring and I promise to come live
While the masses passes upon their fucking asses
and if you don't see get glasses
that is a shot out to the words of Curt Grubb
the motherfucker is no scrub I said the man is the kind
with the one that I call Brine Shrimp
we never ever do skimp I limp on stage in a huff
like magic dragon on puff on the stuff of a Humbot cone
then I'm stoned watch out
smoke the weed that come from Northern California
not do no cocaine that come from Columbia
that the thing that mash up your nature
mash up your body and mash up your culture
take a tip from the flipped script of Daddy Freddy
I give complete props to the one that rocks steady
with dexterity that goes on and on and on
and turn out the dope shit like the one that's called
Pawn Shop Press yes, it's on, what's up
P-Nut change it up, what's up on your mind, watch out
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Stranger flowers yet, there will never come
a day that I will ever regret
the hours, days, years and the minutes
the joy the pain the sunshine and rain in it
the drives on the coast to nowhere
nothing to say just sit and stare
there's nothing like the comfort of a silence
that's comfortable, not talking small, just skip the bull
then I find myself in servility
didn't think that was my ability
I go a yard and a mile to make you smile
but then I'm happy see I got so many ways
to make your gaze elliptical
got a ways to go, the future's so cryptical and I'm glad
just another many things we've had
It's 8:16 A.M. will you wake up to me
the first thing that you see my eyes open
I'm just hopin' you feel the same as me
the day starts carefully on the sidewalk with the dog
you're right last night I was a hog
come on I'm sorry, it's 73 degrees, January easily glides
oh, easily glides
Stranger flowers still, if you're gonna wanna
go another day I will, like this, make it a deal, sealed
with a kiss sealed with the feel of impermanent bliss
today my love we shall let the world slide
turn off the ringer and just glide
for we shall never be younger again
then what do you see
It's 8:16 A.M. will you wake up to me
the first thing that you see my eyes open
I'm just hopin' you feel the same as me
the day starts carefully on the sidewalk with the dog
you're right last night I was a hog
come on I'm sorry, Holiday on the radio
Billie knows that is the way to go, the way to go
A place where we both can spend our saved time
not collecting interest
maybe the same reason we always find ourselves
homebound I've got to do some homework
the leave response we want to leave Wisconsin
for a new life, a new trailer with an antenna and a porch
of course we'll bring the dog
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In a minute everything you have can all be straight gone
In a minute things you thought were tied
can come straight undone
how about some knocks on wood some so far it's so good
any day what you think is solid earth can jump up
and spread out to the north and to the south
that's what plates are about
nature has no conscience, no kindness or ill will
but the dreams they had make me sad because
of the vibes of them when one girl dreamt a fire in hers
and then it happened to me and my family
my bro's and I were driving the RV
bleeding flames us leaping through fire surviving
zoned with no home there was fire all on it
umm let me have my life I want it
I'm gonna let you know that I said
we're comin' in kill we're comin' in chill
we're comin' in how we will
want to tell the whole world what's the deal
and I say know no critical border cause we do what we want
got more funky styles than my laser jet got font
not one to get over sounding like the norm
friendly to the radio, all that shit is corn
all we coming with is a little bit of swing
and we go on like it ain't no thing, and I say
Omaha stylee did not think there was one
where you know the radios weak and the shows are more fun
but you know we fuck up the dance hall since 1988
many did not think when they hear we come from this state
still we're down like that, still we're down like that
still we're down like that, kickin' the funk that smells of skunk
Omaha stylee did not think there was one
where you know the radios weak and the shows are more fun
but you know we fuck up the dance hall since 1988
many did not think when they hear we come from this state
The dance hall that we come from has a pool table basement
the the rent was low-key and the records were Jamaican
such occasions occur back in the day
it begins you're a raw kid all the way
son of a gun but then you drifted
all are endowed but few are gifted
at the break of dawn, behavin' like a spy
lampin' in the light the cold world awakens
deeper is the light to open up the sky
look into my eyes and see the dialating
Omaha Stylee is the shit we come with man
embedded in our souls it breaths out from this band
we always knew that we could
thank you if you too thought we would
Not one to get over sounding like the norm
friendly to the radio, all that shit is corn
all we coming with is a little bit of swing
and we go on like it ain't no thing and I say
Omaha stylee did not think there was one
where you know the radios weak and the shows are more fun
but you know we fuck up the dance hall since 1988
many did not think when they hear we come from this state
still we're down like that, still we're down like that
still we're down like that, kickin' the funk that smells of skunk
We will arise explore these worlds and find the grassroots
how to crew to do the grinding of the grounds to brew
my dude on the one to come off like Teflon
rock your shit and you will rise on
If you're a farmer outstanding in your field say uhh
do as you will do as you wish follow your bliss say uhh
we travel around the country giving it our best
we like to see the people dancing
and the bouncing and the rest
the hammer and the chisel and the rule it compass
we forge a sword the chariots of war a battle axe
there's much power in anger, but loves a bigger banger
complete props to my crew cause this is how we do
Omaha Stylee
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Nod your head to this as a lot of apprentice
some of this were standing on the shoulder of giants
some tyrants some benevolent
to the followers it's relevant
the rest get bent on lending opinions
I'm sending to a brand new level I revel in completion
I like to see the deletion of a parasite
to make the low flight
fools know rules but the rest keep bouncing back
with the lack of further adieu see
as one can deduce we kick out the jams
slamin' shit out hard and long
cuz we got more song, dig, check it
Something you might like now
all-star bound yeah your so sound
cool as the blue water all around
from a force field flashing somebody is sending
black evolutions of love you are hearing
the dark supernatural is the world we call
our own home lightning in the mind comes out in song
but we're wild they say never trust us we're shady
in lieu of the crew your into we are baby
cuz music will be coming out the words we speak
we erect break beats shatter wax still on the platter
our shit is badder we come fly then we scatter
cuz we deep and we solid yeah we hear ya holler
(?Electricity running through it always) feels good
sometime the only thing that really ever could
feed that hunger I crave it I love it I gave it
I shoved it in a battery and saved it for later
a waiter in the Dorothy C. Pavilion in '89
I met some weirdoes and had myself a real good time
downtown L.A. is a soul graveyard
where you got to be hard or get jacked
it lacked a certain sense of something something basic
no karma in the least I broke east
you know I had to face it I guess I flaked
but it was no mistake because 311's got the boom y'all
my mic check is giving me electric company
I can't see the high wide sky or stars above me
are you a flower or more like a high rise tower
If so the soul of sweet delight on you will shower
there's a place for us they say is somewhere
not a dream but a place and you will be there
your slippin' but content because your spirit
and hills are alive with the sound of music
People never see the whole trip of life man
Grab knowledge and all you do is sigh
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Returning from the water cold alive and shining
rock a mic in the afterlife while your moon is rising
heatin' up forcing steam whirling to be seen
the dark held stars are the frost of my breathing
swimming through the darkness I'm a ghostly shark
developing like a photograph slowly in the dark
the here after the action the main attraction
one love in all of this that I'm going after
Now there's fire inside but black space surrounds you
you think "Where oh where am I"
but even your light continues
see through us see a soul we have not yet
learned to harness see the next world inside it
we are the people of skin who left water
inside the dark womb inside of our mother
prone to the beat and vibe of our tribe
we catch the drift and ride moving tides
out from a love that will keep on burning
now see yourself to the next world returning
this life an old place we face to live again
what is it to understand the hear after
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(Let him in. Bobby you be quiet out there)
yeah
don't fear mere words cuz if it takes a word to ruin ya
you should have already heard you're finished through
and soon ya see that stifling sentences is so much more suspicious
much worse could come of that
so much more delicious
to the dastardly basturdly plans of little mice and men
ugly rears its head and speaks from now and then
people love to disagree so avoid the endless bout
make no attempt to try and suss the stupid out
but of the racist institutions simple minds belong
not happy just being human, no wish to get along
little people need exclusions sucker groups to throng
it makes them feel special it makes them feel strong
now I got a click but it's more like a family
not an ethnic trip more like an ethic see
I write the rhyme today tell it to you later
whether were coming in wack or what
it's a waste to be a hater
Graffiti bombs-from the palms-love is so strong
can't be stopped too long for the night it will come
shaped in the form of Mars that stone afar
ghetto cool oh well now you feel the spell
the color rocks the bell, the king of swing rise to the top
the rhythm possessed in ya and it don't stop
the mise is broken, the demon locin'
dropping the bomb and all that is left is the smokin'
cloakin' chokin, the lyrics are spoken
infrared vision scopin' condition
now breakin' 'em all to pieces like a sly rap bandit
with a fly Lui-Kang kick in Mortal Kombat and I land it
so get your own back when I jam it
cold and hearing about you rhyme style been outmoded
the dopest flow upon the planet dope is the word the bro
throw up on the down low god dammit
You juice your f---ing friends like Dracula
but when we kick you out you're just brokula
you left a big surprise from Pacific Bell
called all your relatives and your friends in Hell
now let me tell you something you f--king piece of s---
you'll never have no money, now tell me was it worth it?
you leave a trail of lies that's why you keep moving
we won't come after you we'd only end up provin
in the end revenge send ends to the defendant
I know that statement's true, I wear it like a pendant
I know you'll hear this song and so I think it's funny
the name is _______ ______, thief of trust and money
Like Captain Picard we come hard in light years
our star has long bust but now reappears
in your sky at night rising and immense
yes you see ourselves in the shine of it
and so passing under the dome of the great sky
beware we are the stars Holmes that you ruled by
where death reborn into the world is a gift
so the future with no voice of its own will uplift
all is gone, all is calm y'all, all is gone, all is calm y'all
all is gone, all is calm y'all, all is gone, all is calm y'all
all is gone, all is calm y'all, (set wrecked in L.A. y'all)
all is gone, all is calm y'all, (In the Wetlands of New York)
all is gone, all is calm y'all, (Atlanta and Phoenix)
all is gone, all is calm y'all (Portland, Lincoln and N.O.)
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I flip when I kick it trippin' it
So I can check shit not in a daily style
but once in every while so I can
file check file check the files of my brain (brain)
many of meaning manage to come from the insane
and the butcher (huh), the baker (what),
the fabulous drama maker
a cracker on a truck goin' breaker, breaker
listen to everyone (uh-huh), then disregard it
the meaningful shit comes back, back to where it started
in your cranium surrounded by pot like a geranium
a capital two burns in my mind give me some peace
I looked at her I looked at him and neither one did know
where the wild thoughts grow, check it out
I look to absolutes and there's absolutely none
the truth is what you shoot for not one
nothing brings it all together, the journeys never done
I'd be in stormy weather but it's been sung
so let's have some fun
Three eleven has grassroots come on now
three eleven has grassroots, true
three eleven has grassroots for your momma
three eleven has grassroots
Challenge comes and goes
and there will be another, I say bring it on
the roots that grow underground are as big as the tree
that you see if not it will fall down
we waste so many moments standing on convention
the only survey is when our heart pays no attention
Move with persistence cover much distance
knowing no perdition that's my game for instance
three eleven true to no tradition
and the three eleven crew not down with convention
but a hundred different people already told what we about
so I make not attempt to try and suss the stupid out
I'd turned into a roughneck that was not my intention
It doesn't even really matter unless I fail to mention that
peace to all crews that want some peace
first the Mid then the West then we slide through the East
a piece to any crew that want a piece
but peace to all crews that want peace, check it out
I look to absolutes and there's absolutely none
the truth is what you shoot for not one
nothing brings it all together, the journeys never done
I'd be in stormy weather but it's been sung
so let's have some fun
Three eleven has grassroots come on now
three eleven has grassroots, true
three eleven has grassroots for your momma
three eleven has grassroots
Challenge comes and goes
and there will be another, I say bring it on
the roots that grow underground are as big as the tree
that you see if not it will fall down
we waste so many moments standing on convention
the only survey is when our heart pays no attention (attention)
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We were born in the seventies
the rippin and rhyming and brethren see
we're filling taste great in the old school I was eight
for the new school I was late
but in high school I was debate
I rate in the great state of California, I'm warning ya
Me no je vais a la plage parce que le guignol est chouette!
I kick non sense in French
tasty like Crepe Suzette
I bet your feelin' famished for a 311 sandwich
but not the wack dj's that I'ma damage
I like a beat that's unique and yes
I like my head zooming
and in my Continental you know that shit's booming
with the diamond in the back suicide doors
you can look from here to eternity
and never receive your morsel
Another tale of ordinary madness
the girl who gave you her sex I heard was homeless
say all I really wanna is to feel nirvana
won't you take me tonight and we just might find a bottle
of wine and feel our nasty nature
your tongue lickin' up my tongue
your radio pickin' up a Smokey jazz love song
madness becomes you even though your
livin' life it's hard to exist when you're tempted by flesh
you wanna bust through
beautiful legs in the bar there is poetry
she bends and suspends and her ass
is a marvelous thing a dance dancin' at a club the
hereafter who can't really dance but
that doesn't really matter
and she won't hear applause cuz your drunk and lost
all light is gone, your arms spread like across
and you're dreaming that the world will soon fall apart
topless girl in your gaze which is hazy takes your dollar
in the gutter without cigarettes or wine you're hungover
I was warned of your normal behavior and felt
my life was too short to consider your wack self
it's like this when you dip down
and you are boxin' reeling against the ropes
and you face some young Mexican
your scrappin' your neck gets snapped back your eyes
have bled your thinking' this is your comeback
but your takin' it to the head
you little bastard better watch you back
cuz we're after your punk ass by God we're gonna jack it
you're played out and small time and your show is over
you're 'bout as lucky as a three leaf clover
and your older ho bag sceezer in her droopy saggy skin
who thought she was a model
but in truth a never-has-been
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I can see it now, have to show you how
the funny thing is that we couldn't have it any other way
still it kills me when we say
though all we've been through,
all the songs that I've sung for you
we both know I'm gonna lose you
I hate to be alone
there comes a time to reap what you've sewn
though all we've been through,
all the songs that I've sung for you
we both know I'm gonna lose you
Let's think of all the good times
instead of wish we could times
so much better that way
this is what I ask for, this is what I deserve
be careful what you ask for
Let's think of all the good times
instead of wish we could times
so much better that way
this is what I ask for, this is what I deserve
be careful what you ask for
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You know patience pushing a dream
brings my demons to life
songs are vacations our soul salvation will you
suspend your disbelief, I'd like to be the thief
that steals that jaded necklace
that you're always wearing yo
I'd take that thing and with my knife I'd start pairing so
chop chop piece piece and send it to the raiders of LA
there are so many, this land of plenty
the things we lack straight square within our grasp
Ever you do ever you think
whether you're brown or you're pink
I think not thinkings better bout it when you stop to think
the jaded ones will wither while the optimistic grow
I settle that a bet will let a large amount so
indulge me just for a minute imagine no one holdin out
all trying for peace my brothers down some others down
it happens slow think you should know
the direction that the world go peace
The number six to make them feel like men
they one up us cuz we're much to much for them, Ok
the method to the mischief's over there then
sike shazam we strike with the lightnin'
through space we move and emit an ill tracer
we're set to light your world kid we're your maker
check it, our karma, plus the evant gradar
style of out sect wise to ways comes to wreck
S.A. - while the masses mill around curse in anguish
Nick - Ever you do ever you think whether your brown or your pink
S.A. - 311 stompin' em down with the quickness
Nick - I think not thinkings better bout it when you stop to think
S.A. - We see all the crews that be comin' around now
Nick - The jaded ones will wither while the optomistic grow
S.A. - Makin they notes to get our sweet-ass style down
Nick - I settle that a bet will get our sweet-ass style down
Fending off the foes that try to shut us down
like the warrior souls we are we never give in
so what we call is dope, we know will come around
chill in southern 'Cali y'all that's how we're livin'
We spend our lives learning,
if you like learning, life is large
it could never be only the ups
and the downs will always come around
like a drive through Estes park you savor the sun
but when the clouds come make animals
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Any different people can apply to drop the funk
it's not a country club review board steady talkin junk
many people would have it others go put and grab it
some trip over roots and say fuck it I'm sunk
I put it in a limerick and kick the slick nick verbs (hey)
I am the one who scores the herb
when we're on the road P-Nut rolls it up
throw me a joint on stage, what's up
I will tell a cop that I know my fucking rights
and we can match wits all night for real
he said if I had nothing to hide
then of course I wouldn't mind if he looked through our ride
man, uh,no I'd really rather you didn't
and no we don't have guns hidden
we stood there for a while continue to decline
firmly, I didn't lose my mind
I didn't let him break me he's just another human
not a bit of shame in what we were doin' that day
he couldn't make us stay
we had our shit together it don't matter whether
we sport the dread locks or a shaved head
or if we have a sticker from the dead
I said a better verse rehearsed about the roughneck curse
last week I keep an even keel and bow in place
and face the music every minute
Never could see my homey comin' till he passed
funky gas by my way all the day I couldn't laugh
oh by now I'm chill with it, bare ass in my face
i'm ok but Chad's like "Uh-uh no he isn't"
so I proceed to hear him get loose with the
fartin' all over my face sometimes my tummy
he fucked with my flow although I thought it funny
I probably wouldn't care if I smoked more kind bud
but that wouldn't do me shit cuz then he'd fuck me more up
crazy ill and chillin' rude but I'ze a real cool dude
he didn't believe the day would come
when he would get his too
but then one day right in front of his face I got him
he looked over said "God damn get me some water"
the one time I hadn't wasted till I got mine
smeared his nose with my armpit funk slime
so you get it the picture just how sick we were then
but before I jet "Hey yo Chad sniff my finger man"
I can see a lot of people who feel like I do
I can see a lot of people who feel like I don't
I go on step lightly even when i'm heavy
high jump the slump open up fot the Revy Horton Heat
sweet what am I displayin' forgot what I was saying
I know I must be laying a pipe you got a gripe
with the way I get high Graffix bong sing along with a cry of a
mandatory sentence for a crime with no victim
when everyone knows jail terms should be picked in
order of the pain that they cause (you know)
do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law
until you violate the rights of another
respect the space of your sister and your brother
the war on drugs may be well intentioned
but it falls fucking flat when you stop and mention
the over crowded prisons where a rapists gets paroled
to make room for a dude who has sold
a pound of weed to me that's a crime
here's to good people doin time y'all
Bare ass, yeah, bare ass, yeah
bare ass, yeah, bare ass, yeah
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Long time did I run down like that
I would have three years ago today
but not now, it's not like that
It's all right to feel good
it's all right for nothing to be wrong
the deepest dream that we have
could be tomorrow's song
Long time did I run down like that
I would have three years ago today
but not now, it's not like that
It's all right to feel good,
it's all right for nothing to be wrong
the deepest dream that we have
could be tomorrow's song
Just what did he say, unh stop
and it will just go 1 and 2 and 3
run up the hill do as you do I'm going to chill
you know you really ought to do the same
they wanna bug you, but we won't let them today
it's a sure shot to the bomb drop and every single day
you know you swing it and you fling it
and you make some shit up but it's just 1, 2, 3
and you know it don't stop, proceed
what you need is guaranteed
the deepest dream that we have could be
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