| Vision
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| To give you vision
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| Intervention
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| Life adventures
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| White winters
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| Israelite upon the night remembrance
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| Celebrate existence
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| Snowflakes take the shape of a bright empress
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| My cold hands reach for the princes in linen
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| But then there’s shoot outs
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| Drug wars
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| Liquor stores
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| Cops kick in the door (yo yo what up?)
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| Visions of war
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| Prison ward so high
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| Bodies stiff in the morgue
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| Drug sniffin dogs piss in the halls
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| They frisk us on floors
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| While hitting our jaws
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| Twisting the laws
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| System is flaws
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| Wisdom no more
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| Hating ourselves
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| Gated in hell
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| Overpopulated
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| Those that thought they made it
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| Still taking our wealth
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| Raping ourself
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| Pyramid falls
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| Into stone man lakes
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| Most high would call
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| We used to hear him from space
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| Mosaic laws
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| Appeared in our face
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| Angels applaud
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| Mothers embraced
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| Strangers explored
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| Manna we taste
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| Cosmic thoughts
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| Turn my brain into a gothic quartz
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| Crystal
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| Now Israel
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| Kneel before a coptic cross
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| God knowledge was lost
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| Used to be flossed
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| Now its nudity taught
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| Your beauty decoursed
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| Light menorahs
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| Recite the Torah
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| Anoint my head with white waters
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| Bright aura
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| Welcome to the psychic life of Walter
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| Israelite Christ talker
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| The sky walker
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| Faithful Gabriel angel
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| Husband son wife daughter
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| The righteous order
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| The sun light the moon night
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| Yo who’s the author
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| I write by torture
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| All so the good life can offer
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| Street reporter
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| Priest speaks to pro tools recorders
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| The wise man
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| From the highlands
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| Hold our wives hands
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| Righteous eye scan
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| The mind span
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| The tribes stand
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| We’re aryan
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| The most high’s plan
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| If the eye brand
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| Skys is tanned over the hot sands
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| Yo we entrepreneurs since dinosaurs
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| Yom Kippur
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| Palms on floors
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| On Rosh Hashanah
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| Love thick as a rasta’s ganja
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| Twelve sit in the father’s honour
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| Natural mist was cast upon us
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| The tea ceremony
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| The holy of holies
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| Sacred testimony
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| The trees a bodhi
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| The priest were bony
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| They pointed slowly
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| Showed me it was me
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| In Nairobi
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| Teepees of the Hopis
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| Inside it was smoky
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| The chief spoke ghostly
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| His eye was stony
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| The sky was snowy
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| The vibe was cosy
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| The tribe watched closely
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| I got at them with poetry
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| Culturally
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| Nobly
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| Vocally
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| Ultimately
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| Globally
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| Totally I flow Jehovatry
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| To give you vision
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| To give you vision
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| That’s all I wanna do…
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| To give you vision
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| That’s all we doing right here…
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| To give you vision
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| We just vibing out…
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| To give you vision
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| Thats what we do…
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| To give you vision
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| That’s why we write rhymes…
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| To give you vision
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| Why we speak on the mic…
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| To give you vision |