| As I lay my head down to sleep
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| In true hip hop my soul will speak
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| I quit giving a crap about rap way back
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| But this is poetry
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| Something that they can’t take back
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| Write ascension 19 hours
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| And fifteen lyrics
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| Destination 15 degrees and 16 spirits
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| From carbon I came, to carbon I return
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| It seems like ridicule is all that I’ve earned
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| Black lithium clouds
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| Maritime meridian bound
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| Rap music look how silly you sound
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| Insectoid, High pitch voice, fricking cricket noises
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| It’s annoying like poison from neo-nicotinoids
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| Tell me who does the Creator favour
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| The one who loves thy neighbour
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| Or the intolerable self hating hater
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| Schlemiel! |
| Schlimazel! |
| Shmuck!
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| Which one of you cucks.
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| Just clean it up without making a fuss!
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| I’ll continue with the assumption that everything I’m saying
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| Can and will be subject to misinterpretation
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| Tough situation
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| Hunting Huxtable season
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| Jesus
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| Where’s Roy Cohn when you need him
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| I thought they were bluffing when I heard 'em say
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| «The nigga gets nothing»
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| Feed is like insurance to the Buzzards
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| Black lithium
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| They want our head in the clouds so we can’t see how they’re putting it down
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| Black lithium
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| You can’t take my mind from me
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| Black lithium
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| I’ve released thousands of tracks
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| Received plaques
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| But none of that matters
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| I wanna believe that
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| Mic pressure on full power on U. S Nimitz
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| Elevation is correlated to sea level systems
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| History is repeated
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| Patterns of a purge that is critically needed
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| To bring balance to the world
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| These are not my words
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| However cruel the words may sound
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| This is what we’re faced with now
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| They call it choice
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| I call it an adroit attempt to mind control
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| Like soul from a source
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| A source of power
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| Not ours we shall own our own labour
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| And we have shown infinite patience
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| Yet there is omission
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| No consessions
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| We are stuck, marooned to a place that sucks
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| Continuing with the assumption
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| That everything I’m saying can and will be subject to misinterpretation
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| I don’t know what we deserve
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| For still believing these liars for stealing, cheating and deceiving
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| Yes remain humble
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| While fire team rave and rumbles
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| In a war wagon that’ll pop your bubble
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| Black lithium
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| They wanna put it in the clouds so we can’t see how they’re putting it down
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| Black lithium
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| You can’t take my mind from me
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| I quit giving a crap about rap way back
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| But this is poetry — something they can’t take back
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| Write a message 23 hours and 19 minutes
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| Space station 30 degrees and 18 inches
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| Fortune and fame
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| Steep learning curves
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| The phoenix bird that does not want to re-emerge
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| You know what they say about every day above ground
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| You embrace the hate
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| You can’t save love now
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| Instinctually low — pause control
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| Often found at some some old head watering hole
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| Meet him in a pseudo maker in a Volcano crater
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| Close chamber but holds Satan
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| Go and entertain him
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| A deal and an oath is struck
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| Unknown to the deaf, dumb, and blind
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| You are told to trust
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| I’ll continue with the assumption
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| That everything I’m saying can and will be subject to misinterpretation
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| A little bit of history’ll tell you the present
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| I’ll be a pathetic
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| The future might be already written
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| Unless we become brothers
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| You will suffer the suffering of the suffered through unjust judgement
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| Black lithium
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| They wanna put it in the clouds so we can’t see how they’re putting it down
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| Black lithium
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| You can’t take my mind from me
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| Lithium |