| We talk money till the spirit come
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| And talk violence like we deaf &dumb
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| Death we overcome every wake up in the morn
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| Just a spiritual reality over the drum
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| Hallelujah to the tutors trapped in the slums
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| Trying to feed wisdom to the young
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| Bring love to the heartless hope that feeling come
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| Take the weight off the shoulders make the ceiling the sun
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| We star reaching often forgotten no star treatment
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| No hard grieving, just work till we all even, no offseason
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| Knuckles bleeding from all this fighting
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| Worth every blow when you see those we enlightened
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| A vibrant glow won’t let fortune divide a soul
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| Crabs in a bucket got it boiling hot
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| So we turn up the temperature until the hatin' stop
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| Blind leading the blind we hip to Satan’s plot
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| Found God in us liberated from all the nonsense
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| Strong minded won’t never see that the brain flinch
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| I hang with Moors and Israelites
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| That keep me sharp as a Ginsu knife
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| It’s all relative
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| Funny how words can make us relatives
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| They say the language is pure until you sell the shit
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| Well mine can’t price tag
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| Everything I say I mean and won’t take back
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| Because it’s all so new and…
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| Because it’s all so new and…
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| Because it’s all so new and…
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| Because it’s all so new and…
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| Because it’s
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| Sat desperate for days trying to fill a page
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| My thoughts locked in a cage I started building raged
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| Marijuana and sage at my personal rave
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| Holistic psychedelics brought a mental change
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| Clear as the water my thoughts became pure
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| Anxiety and stress I had to endure
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| Was barely outside I kept it indoors
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| My sanity I had to fend for
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| Less or more the importance of allure
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| Was taking over my core
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| Off centered for sure
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| My balance on the floor
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| But I’m back 10 Toes black rose out the soil
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| Speaking for every black boy without a voice
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| Who hustle without a choice
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| Whose father was always void
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| Who momma was unemployed
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| But still stay overjoyed
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| The strong stay moving forward
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| We keep it on the accord
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| So wins don’t tally off
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| Accumulate no lost
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| Life is a high cost
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| But also can end cheap
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| Pass knowledge along
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| But also let friends speak
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| Some men wealthy and some make ends meet
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| But all got in common trying to feed they family
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| Never looking for handout nothing you can hand me
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| I’m still on A, won’t ever see plan B
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| And this all so new shit
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| Don’t let’m tell your story
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| Create your own damn news clip
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| Because it’s all so new and…
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| Because it’s all so new and…
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| Because it’s all so new and…
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| Because it’s all so new… |