| Ashane brought the Nomo, Nomo brought the word
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| Which is Asheru, the crew is Unspoken Heard
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| Wes Jackson had the vision, and brought it to fruition
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| With a little hard work, perserverance and intuition
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| Seven Heads is the label, free to just to be
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| The envy of emcees, my man trust me
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| What once was a logo, is now in my bloodstream
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| People always ask, yo Ash what does it mean?
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| And I tell em you, yo we represent the masses
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| A herd of folk, that came to set it on your asses
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| That’s why I’m teaching classes, life is my syllabus
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| Take out what you can, cause no one will deliver us
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| Jack shit, we moving backwards, in a downward spiral
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| The rest of ya’ll is swimming in denial
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| Meanwhile, like we told ya’ll it’s about time
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| Better make way for me and mine
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| We gotta get what’s rightfully our’s like the Maroons done, Soon Come
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| We wanna stand tall and shine bright like the noon sun, Soon Come
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| The time for shucking and jiving and playing the coon is done, Soon Come
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| We live by the principle of the snare, bass, and drum, Soon Come
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| Fear ain’t a factor it’s the pain that’s real
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| That’s why brothers run from guns made of stainless steel
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| You can hear, shrieks of horror against the night
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| From the helpless without enough defense to fight
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| Children grow too fast without a strong foundation
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| They ain’t built to last, they reject their past
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| Cut class and the generation gap is vast
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| So they scared to ask, it’s a difficult task
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| We gotta, unlearn the lie, and unveil the mask
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| Teach em how to be thorough, and not come half-assed
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| Everything that we want is right behind the glass
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| Yo it yours for the taking, hit em, full blast
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| We stand face to face with hardship ya’ll, we never run, Soon Come
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| Going out to all of my Cinnabunz and Wimbledons, Soon Come
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| We wanna welcome you all into the new millennium, Soon Come
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| Remember Sankofa, and don’t forget where you come from, Soon Come
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| Im 24 years old, molded by my peers and family
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| Keep em close cause no one else can handle me
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| Some might find it strange the way I change moods
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| One minute from the next, go from happy to vexed
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| With no prompt, I’d be foolish to think there’s no comp
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| With brothers outside my show standing 'round like «wanna rhyme»?
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| Well Hip Hop is what I do
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| You think a brother can’t do this simply for the art, but I do
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| You put this in a capusule for years, because it’s timeless
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| These rhymes ain’t only nice, son I’m killing em with kindness
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| And you won’t find this side by side with the spineless
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| Watered down pop shit, bleached out and rhymeless
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| You can go and get my brother Wes to co-sign this
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| Seven Heads stay in the plus and not the minus
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| Bascially meaning I got security like Linus
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| To keep pressing on, never looking back behind us
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| We gotta take what’s rightfully ours like the Maroons done, Soon Come
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| We wanna stand tall and shine bright like the noon sun, Soon Come
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| The time for shucking and jiving and playing the coon is done, Soon Come
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| We live by the principle of the snare, bass, and drum, Soon Come
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| Truth, balance, harmony, love, life, equality, all of the above
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| Moutnains we gotta climb, are all equal to one, Soon Come, we Soon Come
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| Truth, balance, harmony, love, life, equality, all of the above
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| Moutnains we gotta climb, still equal to one, Soon Come, Soon Come |