| Quick on ya brains from the soul of a man with a cane
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| On the side of his waist as he wanders the earth for the 28th time
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| On the grind for the angel of death not quite what you think
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| Hes a man full of peace, used to be full of shit
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| Life runnin over, spill it, blood fill it, cup, won’t kill it
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| Put it back in the chamber and pray to God you could feel it
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| But I, can’t sweat it can’t let it get too close
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| Cause I’m on my tour on a mission
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| Glad to be back on this planet
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| But I gotta listen to my boss
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| Cause, losing my wings
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| Can’t get that, so I take strides, open up eyes
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| Building my size, holding my ties
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| By giving advice that won’t suffice
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| So I needa make time slow down
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| For a man headed to the bottom bring it back
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| And make a beeline for life, feel-ine to fight for
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| Getin in love man, findin my cause man, I gotta cause man
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| Human beings, get em up to they full potential
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| Living the life they were meant to live, I’m the fight
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| I’m the fight, I’m the fight inside that you feel
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| Back and forth in your mind
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| Don’t cry, don’t fret, put your hand to the sky
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| Cause I’m here for your faith don’t hate this
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| Now that I’m a vet on Earth, Angelic Grey Crow
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| Wingspan big enough to embrace my foes
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| My heart, my soul, home on the reign
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| To impale all the evil, on this steeple of a stage
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| All truth, no lie, Gandalf Grey Crow here to take you high
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| Don’t ask why
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| Everybody got a reason to live
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| Everybody got a contribution to give
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| Talent comes in many forms
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| In and out of many storms, weather storm
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| Feathers worn by grey so slight a build, really don’t meant shit
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| My weights so heavy in a state Of bliss I kiss the ink
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| Blown like glass on the paper
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| When I Take it and I put it out to give it to the universe
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| Can you imagine they regard us with the gods
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| Playin monopoly with the planets and the stars
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| Get in my company I’m taking you to mars
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| Me and you on a journey where we just a facade
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| Leave all the preconceived notions abroad
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| Anyone here knows anything more than anyone else
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| Wiser admits that he don’t know shit
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| And he won’t throw fits When another mans right
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| Angel of death here to Prove you a point
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| That lifes more precious than any given argument
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| On any given Sunday one day we gonna see the sunset
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| We gonna see the sensei when the sun rise, open up your eye
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| Sensei rise when the sun came down at night
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| Don’t cry, don’t fret, put your hand to the sky
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| Cause I’m here for your faith don’t hate this
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| Now that I’m a vet on Earth, angelic Grey Crow
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| Wingspan big enough to embrace my foes
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| My heart, my soul, home on the reign
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| To impale all the evil, on this steeple of a stage
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| All truth, no lie, Gandalf Grey Crow here to take you high
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| Don’t ask why |