| Another day scribe writing fighting the force
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| The fabulous never faking the funk
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| Fool fever in my bones got me sweating solid gold microphones
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| On some brand-new leave me alone
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| Or love me to the world sunset earth unfurl
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| Long arm of the pen, I done did it again
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| From miraculous men and women that blend
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| Into the earth rotation wind
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| The roads hard and long but yo I be
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| And that’s a guarantee that you could never disagree
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| Another day rhyme writing fighting the force
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| Saying nothing when I speak gotta stay on course
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| But sometime a brother just wanna spit rhymes
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| Talk about my shine or my zodiac sign and bra
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| That’s the element that make me love the song
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| It’s the balance or ma’at come along
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| Rhyme writing fighting the force that make
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| Mother nature laws deal with man laws
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| I gotta pause on that and react to what’s real
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| Cuz no man can make that sunshine feel
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| Deal with folks best after solo time
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| No interruption from the world creeping in my mind
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| Another day scribe writing fighting the force
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| Another day rhyme writing fighting the force
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| Another day rhyme writing pressure is on
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| I stayed up all night making hip-hop songs yo
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| Now it’s 12 noon soon I gotta pay rent
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| It seems all the loot I got before I had was spent
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| Now the hustle start again I look around my crib
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| Scouting things I could sell just to make that dough
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| Another day rhyme writing pressure is on
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| Ain’t kept up with my friends now the vibe is gone
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| Yo I know I need to call e-mail or write
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| It ain’t nothing personal I mean the love is tight
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| It’s just the last 5 years I been seeing mad change
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| Became more introvert it’s all so strange I’m
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| Rhyme writing pressure is on
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| I wanna move to the desert play guitar songs
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| Move away from the big city crime and fear
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| Cept I know the world needs me here you too
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| Peace to all of the heads in the b-sides crew
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| The ghostface night was hype and sade too
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| Live band beat crew trying to make things fresh
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| Hip-hop purists hating on us trying to bring that stress |