| Once upon a time reality was black and white
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| Couldn’t fit in with the younger kids and parties after nightfall
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| Felt like they was gave instructions how to handle life
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| While I felt my way through darkness and I didn’t have a light y’all
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| Then I felt a thing a thing something that would ignite all
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| Energy within above my head appeared a light-bulb
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| Soon enough the mic called
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| Soon enough the night club
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| Gathered as I rapidly knew that I found the right one
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| Slice some dice some rappers falling like some
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| Dominoes but I don’t know to me this shit is like fun
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| Got into a love affair and music is my wife done
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| Took me on a journey deeper than the sewage pipes run
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| Now and then some might come frontin' like the light gone
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| Dimmer till the inner forces inside me deliver one more nice one
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| Feel how fresh and new it is again
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| Get a glimpse after this we’ll be doin' it again
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| We did it again
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| Just living in the dream
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| Giving all to make it happen
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| We did it again
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| Still shining til it’s done
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| But the story has only
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| Just begun
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| I can give it to you raw or give it to you fly
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| So eccentric with the penmanship unlimited supply
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| Intricate with this I spit the gift a lyric driven guy
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| I’ve been sentenced to this bid since I was just a little guy
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| In my infant crib working hard to elevate my penmanship
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| Out with all the garbage rappers with no talent in with this
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| When it comes to lyricism it begins and ends with this
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| Every time they try to cut us out we send them into bliss
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| This music love affair is infinite
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| My mental is
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| Not meant to drift away I’m in your home and on your internet
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| All in your head you can’t escape
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| My flow is falling in
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| So when this is done we’ll take a break and do it all again
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| We did it again
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| Just living in the dream
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| Giving all to make it happen
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| We did it again
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| Still shining til it’s done
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| But the story has only
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| Just begun
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| We did it again
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| We did it again
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| Every time you think we finished, then we doin' it again
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| Doin' it to win
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| Blackalicious, who is it but them
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| True it is intuitive and you are losin' it with them
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| Rhymes infusing with the music get me lucid with the pen
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| Using rhythm too original infinite kinda MC
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| Up in your mind again see I’m finna try to end
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| The career of rappers who do not identify with them
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| That are getting high up in the sky and spitting flyer gems
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| It is Gift and I am him
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| My intent I invent
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| Violence for you suckas die and then die again
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| So you can not rhyme again
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| Silence violins play
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| I grin as they enter the grave they lie up in
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| Call me king or sire when I ascend I avenge music
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| Seasoned like a hymn I be spewin' it like venom
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| It’s stupid to pretend you could do it like we been
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| Doin' doin' it
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| We doin' it, we doin' it again
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| We did it again
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| Just living in the dream
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| Giving all to make it happen
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| We did it again
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| Still shining til it’s done
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| But the story has only
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| Just begun
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| We did it again
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| Just living in the dream
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| Giving all to make it happen
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| We did it again
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| Still shining til it’s done
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| But the story has only
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| Just begun
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| All I gotta say is, the champ is here!
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| You did your damn thing
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| Your swag, your flow, your delivery- |