| This is a broadcast from the universe
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| Supersonic bond, metaphor, megahertz
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| I’m on a mission with the mic in the holster
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| Spread the love from coast to coast hear the dope for editing
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| My only enemy’s inside of me Trying a lot of me but my degree’s in the anatomy
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| My thoughts, they rotate, like planets round the sun
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| I observe them one by one, like a scientist
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| Once again kids be breaking the rules
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| Taking the school, the MCs playing the fool
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| What do you do, when all eyes are looking at you
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| For the answers to impossible questions that ain’t true
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| That when I fall back
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| Recognize magnetic attraction pulling light down to this physical fraction
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| Makes me human, that why I humanize
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| I came to make the breaker, make it equalize
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| There’s no need to run
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| Staring at the sun
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| There’s one place left to go And everybody knows
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| Things are going to change
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| There’s only better days coming
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| I’m back from sabbatical this mathematical magical stealth with the microphone
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| Seeing knowledge as self
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| Its here to elevate, regulate, or discombobulate
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| The weight of illegitimate fate now
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| Whatever the time, remember the mind’s not the body
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| It’s probably my last time but maybe not 'cause I’ve
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| Got a new style, it’s what’s up Pain of the people means pop don’t stop
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| Ladies and gents this is school house rock
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| Changing the plot, hip-hop with me or not
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| Ripping apart, its stereotypical art
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| Holding me back 'cause rap’s not a grade of the dark
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| Jimi Hendrix was a hero to most
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| That’s why we crown and toast the brand new host
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| All the unknowns, they were heroes to most
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| That’s why we crown and toast the brand new host, equalize
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| Gimmie a beat
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| Gimmie a beat
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| I’m walking down this open road
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| I’ve got to shake this heave load
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| I know there’s things in life I’ll never see 'cause heaven only knows
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| Take this heavy load
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| Down this open road |