| Yeah
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| Is it nature or nurture?
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| A common curse is a virtue
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| Truth spoken but not lived, yell and fell churches
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| My hand searches, for a reason to write verses
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| A meaning of this, in poetic etiquette circles
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| Full of themselves, stuffing their egos with lyrics of self
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| Of what you got, and what you spend, and what you can sell
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| Like a self short, a full game half court
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| Light a new torch so we don’t get off course
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| And breathe, one more listen to the elegy
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| The devil’s melody of what if and never let it be
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| As it is, the evolution of Leviathans
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| Swimming through the higher sins of science so try again
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| My defense obtained a higher fence
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| And rip it down till' I get burned like Icarus
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| With wax wings, but this new set is everlasting
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| Dope, crackcaine, we see you’re overacting
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| Bright light wisdom, floating through millennium
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| Hands in the air, it’s the love that I’m living in
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| Yeah, you the truth even shining through the moon
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| Arise so the lies will remove, move son
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| Sun in slippery moments
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| I’m moving, grooving with cautious
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| Eating honey and locusts working on my Magnum opus
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| Dipping into the ocean of thought, I got hopeless
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| And then I wrote this stanza, got you hypnosis
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| Standstill, like a landfill filled with anvils
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| Watch a man build pyramids from an anthill
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| Dreaming, got the thesis but I’m seasick
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| Please complete this thought, my mind in a Preakness
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| Running, with skillful cunning, jumping the obstacles with logical
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| Understanding, demanding impossible outcomes, I outrun Apollo across suns
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| One love while I move the people without guns
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| I want to go and simulate a life on a chess board
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| Caught you slipping, didn’t say UNO so now you draw four
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| Maybe a game, no single changing the lanes
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| Moving in different direction but things stay the same |