| Tell my momma I’m a shaman rhyming
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| Tell my momma I’m a shaman rhyming
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| Jesus Christ and Shawn Carter are my only idols
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| No, Jesus Christ and Shawn Carter are my only rivals
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| I’m the Messiah of rap, my catalog’s the Bible
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| To the new generation of lost souls
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| Student loans, iPhones, reality TV shows
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| It shows a host of wise, but blind drones
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| Post Babylonia, so I’m told
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| It could be balogna, so I don’t hold it to be fact
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| Just tryna put the pieces together, puzzled by this
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| madness
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| If that dollar crashes, niggas gone panic
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| What we gonna do? |
| How we gon eat?
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| Don’t even know how to grow fruit
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| Detached from your roots, nigga, me too
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| I’m doing drugs, fornicating and eating fast food
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| But I know I got three eyes cause I’m looking at you
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| Enter the void
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| This for my hundred dollar businesses to destroy
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| Spreading word of knowledge to through decoys
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| People realize that it’s time to deploy
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| Stay on point Â- open your third eye, boy
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| (And keep your motherfucking Chakras open
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| Keep your motherfucking Chakras open
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| Keep your mouth shut and keep your motherfucking
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| Chakras open
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| Keep your all seeing eye open)
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| Had to escape the nest, told Moms I’m Apex
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| And plus I lay checks, I bust in the latex
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| So it’s nothing stopping the kid if you get where I
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| come from
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| Busting conundrums on nuns and condoms
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| Don’t want no problems, It’s the number one solver
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| Can’t see me with these sentences, get your bars up
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| I’m close to the pen, I depend on this shit
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| Ain’t tryna be dead bent, I’ll ascend off this spliff
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| You can’t pretend with this shit
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| See, I know what’s real and what isn’t
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| Ain’t shit obscured with my vision, plus the herbs that
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| I’m hittin'
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| Allow me to observe what is hidden
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| Could have been a cherry-pickin' nigga, if I ain’t make
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| jams and bury niggas
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| Used to be the sweetest 'til life handed me dilemmas,
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| nigga
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| Now everyday I see the sour batches
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| The flower of life devoured into ashes
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| Enter the void
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| This for my hundred dollar businesses to destroy
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| Spreading word of knowledge to through decoys
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| People realize that it’s time to deploy
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| Stay on point Â- open your third eye, boy
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| (And keep your motherfucking Chakras open
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| Keep your motherfucking Chakras open
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| Keep your mouth shut and keep your motherfucking
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| Chakras open
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| Keep your all seeing eye open) |