| Fifths will be inconsistent make me a misfit
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| Listed as a phenomenon I got an oncoming bomb
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| Which is perfection and flexin' like I spent time in Nam
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| The beat is on and its nice and easy
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| Instrumentals blendin' like cinnamon rice and peas
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| And life’s a breeze when you don’t have to kick it to find
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| Contemplate the creation with Blackalicious and I
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| Tuna fish is full of musical entities past gone
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| Tryin' to hold fast and grasp hits like last fall
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| So last long flash on keepin' the past strong
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| We grab songs and rhythm so people can catch on
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| Yes
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| My mic monicker, momma I twice promised her
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| Love life, if music is truly your wife honor her
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| Burnin' to your thermometer stretch a million kilometers
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| Connect a population of Earth to one another for real
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| Music, deliver from within and it covers up everything
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| Music, when the melody and rhythm get to moving and unity
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| Movin', one force one love one whole community
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| Do it, keep travelin' on keep travelin' on
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| Underground or overboard overlord oh my lord
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| More and more pure sonic overjoyed soarin' towards shores
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| Unseen, uncharted bout to get explored
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| Warriors breakin' all the limits twistin' the laws
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| Now who said that underground is only just one more
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| I’m sellin' time and space and matter, making hula-hoops of Saturn’s rings
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| And bring my bing, in sync, to think
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| That these was meant to be writ and be spit, so ever be writ
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| We on some destiny (shh shhh) we just a piece of this
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| We offer testament of every cultural element
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| Ever sent to us by the ancestors as though we manifest as
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| Some new world pedestrians
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| Just lounging with some fishin' poles up on the moons crescent
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| Just tryin to make some history spittin' on a few records
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| I had a dream like Martin Luther King in adolescence
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| And now I’m out in Tokyo and Europe havin' sessions
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| The final destination used to be my main question
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| But then I looked and all that I was searchin' for was present
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| The final destination used to be my main question
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| But then I looked and all that I was searchin' for was present
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| And now I’m out and out on and on the road we play
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| Soundin' off like an army ho replay
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| Talkin' bout walkin' miles of roads he paved
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| Travel out droppin' bombs with no delay
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| And now I’m out and out on and on the road we play
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| Soundin' off like an army ho replay
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| Talkin' bout walkin' miles of roads he paved
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| Travel out droppin' bombs with no delay
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| Music, deliver from within and it covers up everything
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| Music, when the melody and rhythm get to moving and unity
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| Movin', one force one love one whole community
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| Do it, keep travelin' on keep travelin' on
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| Now see we rock around the clock we don’t stop for nothin'
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| Gonna take it to the top — non stop — no frontin'
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| People listen when it drops cause it speaks to something
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| In they souls when they all alone, spacing in the zone
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| Or walking they block — talking to they homey at the shop
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| See the point is this — even if the homey got shot
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| Then there still be the bump knockin' in your trunk
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| Get ya out your slump rockin' it straight off the top
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| Concotcin' it like ingredients thrown haphazardly inside a crockpot
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| With a magic sock, schnapps, a big ass book, and some vodka
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| And pass it my way cause I’m a real big talker
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| And I love new experiences I’m the godfather of gettin' into to trouble
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| On the road undercover shit — take your whole crowd if you leave em uncovered
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| And I believe even Hammer would say my shit’s proper work
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| Not to put a damper on the underground answer shit
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| You dealin' wit motherfuckers, done underground anthems, done
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| Rocked from the west coast damn near to Athens and you still hate a whack song
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| as much as the next man
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| And still in love with the good one
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| We interact with listeners this is our contribution on the war against
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| The whiteness and slightness, a constitution of fatness
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| Blackalicious, Jurassic, Maroons, Latyrical madness
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| Your mind is captured with tactics to get you blasted the fastest
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| And you still wonder, baffled at just how long does this is lastin'?
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| We have the fashion to classic the pure love satisfaction
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| Is when the magic is captured and life actions made tangible with
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| Music, deliver from within and it covers up everything
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| Music, when the melody and rhythm get to moving and unity
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| Movin', one force one love one whole community
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| Do it, keep travelin' on keep travelin' on
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| We take a journey through music right now (*3X*) |