| I seen sun in places that ain’t never seen sun
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| Fantasies of you vision life to come My one, introduction to a real life
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| Energized so live facing world strife
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| Been waiting for you and ain’t even know your name
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| Came at the best time sun clearing my rain
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| And it was best; |
| I wasn’t ready for the manifest
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| Completion, perfection every time we caress
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| Nothing less, cinnamon, mango lips
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| Her hips and mine fit and makes me trip
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| I realize the whole time I stumbled along
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| Every breath that she breathes is my favorite song
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| Word is bond body is a temple of light
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| Eyes inspire these words I write
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| And on moonlit nights you shine like pyramids
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| Reflect God’s beauty, ancestors' wisdom
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| Gotta be forbidden that I feel this great
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| Most High all praise for fate, true indeed
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| Let me count the ways she got em in a daze
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| Happiness haze joy for days
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| I’m saggin thinking of you Walking for blocks
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| Diggin you like archaeologists and fossil rocks
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| Hip Hop orange juice and croquesacks
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| Got bangin body love and mind to match
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| I’m attached see the stats of the words I flip
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| For the longest time I tried not to trip
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| But damn you got a brotha feelin hella good
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| I wanna enter you aura and collapse
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| Build foundations cover the maps
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| I put that on the hand I write my raps
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| Make love on the bank of the Nile to New Edition
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| Inspired me to look into our ancestor’s wisdom
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| Gotta be forbidden that I feel this great
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| Most High all praise to fate
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| (Saxophone solo) |