| «Uprising surprising»
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| «Knowledge wisdom understanding»
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| Smooth like Johnny Cochran, I keep it movin through Brooklyn
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| Base against the hymn, brings the sweat to the skin
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| Reminisce of the days as a shorty
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| Had no stress, no bills, was comin for me
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| I lived it up, yeah, money ain’t a thing
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| Never thought twice on what my future bring
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| Role models, naw I thought nothing of it
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| Eyes fixed on skies and planes fly high above it
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| Summer’s comin, September’s middle school
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| Mom Dukes mad strict, she’ll never raise a fool
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| I’m comin up, clean the dirty from the ghetto
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| So we can plant some seeds and watch them grow
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| Right, knowledge wisdom understanding rules, right
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| Everybody got to pay the dues, right
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| Knowledge, wisdom understanding rules
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| Everybody got to pay the dues
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| Tripped up by bad luck, 16 years and buck
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| I realized the world might end, not givin up
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| Stickin up, runnin up, comin up
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| Turn it up, I see signs of blowin up
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| Study life in every facet of my trainin
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| We need masters in biology, zoology
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| To overtake, Illuminati trick-nology
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| Transform, reciprocate your mental state
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| Now make a date to overtake your objective
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| Show that through light, that everything is connected
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| But not in categories, that’s the Devil’s story
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| Symbols of cannibalism, ruin your vision
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| The thoughts formulate in your mind with no precision
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| So reenact, a rebirth, now you’re the Phoenix
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| When shorties see it, now that’s the time they believe it
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| Achieve it, your goals in life, don’t be a casualty
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| Infinite and intricate, monument
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| «Knowledge wisdom understanding»
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| Right, knowledge wisdom understanding, rules
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| «Uprising, surprising»
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| I know the next millennium seems like it’s cursed
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| That’s why I have to rehearse
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| Tune my physical, mental spits the lyrical
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| It’s so essential, transcends thoughts I’m into
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| As we continue, touch rhyme styles I’m into
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| All grown up, Junior High to 25
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| A made man, tight connection with my brothers
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| Bridgin gaps, dodgin traps with my raps
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| Signs you’re followin, shed more light
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| Then a halogen, take a step back, now who you followin? |