| Yeah, kno’I’mean
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| You know it’s all I know, kno’m’sayin'
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| I can’t be nothin' else then but myself
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| The truth smell like Somali rose
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| Little African Boy
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| Don’t let this world destroy your inner joy
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| The pain and pressures
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| It’s just here to test us so we can grow stronger
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| And neva let the world stress us in
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| Yo what the youth suppose to eat?
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| When the 'Food for Thought' is garbage
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| And the world powers put the truth to sleep
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| I close my eyes to the deepest insight is reached
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| You slay the Beast while cultivatin' ya inner peace
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| I live a life of a JuJu Priest
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| And send light to the dark deceased
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| In search of a cure for the poison comin' off the streets
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| Not to glamorize no mob guys tossed in creeks
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| Cuz I can stare in the ocean
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| Where the slave master tossed my peeps
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| And where I thought that I would often leap
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| Cuz that’s how strong the connection is
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| Cuz magicians from Congo will laugh at the Exorcist
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| And my message is we are from powerful people
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| So don’t lose your sense of self and the Jinns of wealth
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| Empty ya mental pail, take it to the bottom of the well
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| And when it return you’ll neva fail
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| Little African Boy
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| Don’t let this world destroy your inner joy
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| The pain and pressures
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| It’s just here to test us so we can grow stronger
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| And neva let the world stress us in
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| Yo in a dreamstate listenin' to my Shep’s lectures
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| Don’t let this witchcraft world hex ya
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| Change ya hekas hold a flail crook and Was scepter
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| Mentally invoke you of peaceful scepter
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| Young boy you’re in Africa walkin'
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| Feel this texture it connects ya to the truth that protects ya
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| Outta darkness where the lower spirits kept ya
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| Tryna dull ya receptors to the ways of ya ancient ancestors
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| Only to rise again, as told by the cycles
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| Calculated by the wisest men, who sat down and zazen
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| And after their eyes spin reveal the deepest wisdom
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| From the state of Amen, universe we put so much time in
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| Now the stars is alignin' to give power back to the original Shaman
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| And my white light is blindin' from a crown Chakra that’s shinin'
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| Little African Boy
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| Don’t let this world destroy your inner joy
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| The pain and pressures
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| It’s just here to test us so we can grow stronger
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| And neva let the world stress us in
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| Yeah, kno’m’sayin' Little African Boy
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| You know get back to ya science, kno’m’sayin'
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| They can’t do nothin' wit you when you tap on that drum
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| And let ya eyes roll in the back of ya head, kno’m’sayin'
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| That’s the thing they fear the most in the world, kno’m’sayin'
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| The JuJu Mob, kno’m’sayin', yeah
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| Chief kamachi — Concrete Gospel |