| Aye yo we march to the melody
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| Aye yo we march to the melody
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| Yall
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| Aye yo we march to the melody
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| Preach to the percussion
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| Charged by a chemistry deep within our gut
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| And im a mad bright mad glide bridge in the gap
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| Soul swimming in sunrays bringing it back
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| See this AK 747's in the sky
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| But im still feel guilty of never saying goodbye
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| Thats why i sit on the sun and watch the storm
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| They will not clip my wings i wil not conform
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| Cause this empires built on generation X
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| Every brick placed perfect together on a quest
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| To simply find one heaven on earth
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| And touch the untouchable in every verse
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| And sky dive with webbed armpits to make a difference
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| Cause my life is worth more than any business
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| Music is my kingdom, rhythm’s my army
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| Life’s a doing word and we link through a heartbeat
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| Your life is hard in these days
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| Never give up for your day will come
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| Your life is hard in these days
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| Never give up for your day will come
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| Day will come, for your day will come
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| Day will come, for your day will come
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| Day will come, for your day will come (x2)
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| In the wilderness of greed we slog for the boss
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| Caught between being free and when i clock on and off
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| But that negative realm i leave cause im constantly lost
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| And ride a magic carpet weaved out of positive thoughts
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| Dancin' the deep end, certainly tossin' a mix
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| Until we chasin' our dreams like beat a versity off with a stick
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| Travel a trail of grass roots and cross the seas blue
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| Or row the touches the souls of those who walk in these shoes
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| With the fight of a gladiator, i write on my pad and paper
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| With max so i like flight of the navigator
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| I truck through time can’t tell where the past leading
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| Work hard and use my head to hammer through the glass ceiling
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| And dreams run through the villages to mean slums
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| How can people have no food but got machine guns
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| We dont have equality but got the same skills to bloom
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| Some eat with dirty hands some hand fed with silver spoons
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| Your life is hard in these days
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| Never give up for your day will come
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| Your life is hard in these days
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| Never give up for your day will come
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| Day will come, for your day will come
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| Day will come, for your day will come
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| Day will come, for your day will come |