| Came to water more seeds
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| Came to cut through fat
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| Came to water more seeds
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| Came from way over seas
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| Came to face king cobra
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| Face to face in the breeze
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| Came to break that boulder
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| With the weight of the brave new world on the shoulder blades
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| This soldier’s going to need some soma when I wake from the coma state
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| I’m so elated / no mistakes
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| We create it / golden age
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| What was up in flames now smoldering
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| Just take a hit, hold it in, uh
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| Try hard to fill the gap
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| Climb to find the hill is flat
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| Tell me what’s the thrill in that
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| Refined my skills and I peeled it back
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| Slay a beat / pray for peace
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| A sanctuary from the raging streets
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| Breaking free / make believe
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| November second '83
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| DMT in the space between
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| Taste like DNA is clean
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| Can’t complain, got my basic needs met
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| Come a little closer let me lay a secret —
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| Gem on top your head, it may split your crown
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| Dew drips down but won’t make a sound when it hits the ground
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| I found my voice when I lost myself
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| Humming / left town
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| Till I came back around, now I am who I wasn’t
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| Summon the spirit of summer to
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| Come in the moment where lighting and thunder is roaring
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| It’s pouring its rain
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| Through the third eye of Horus I see my body pulled apart by horses
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| I wonder, how can it happen again? |
| / it’s so plain to see
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| Water cries in the absence of your reflection are we —
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| On the same page
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| With the bass and the grace of an 808
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| I’m in an angel’s face with a razor blade
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| Woke up on a stage and stayed to play my roll
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| Snake eyes / stare into those and break a leg
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| Jump / nowhere to land / find that crown when you hit the ground
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| Touchstone
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| Go for the gusto / want to stay but I must go
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| When you play with the cutthroats, stick to the hustle
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| Scrape knuckles / shake shadows / break shackles
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| A battle zone, a passage, a colosseum, a temple
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| The sound of one hand clapping
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| A target practice / assassins essential
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| Ascended masters are passing torches of medicine
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| Feathers, perception, messages, blessed to be reconnected with
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| Surrender what they say to that dirt under the feet
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| Surrender what they say to that dirt under the feet
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| Shine on
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| We all know how it feels to be washed
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| We all know how it feels to be watched
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| Not going to catch me (nah)
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| Stay under radar / cup full of empty (yah)
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| Stalk in a medley (yah)
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| Conquer the fear with a heartbeat deadly (yah)
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| Start with an ending (yah)
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| Mark of the beast is a god-head etching
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| Tempt me, do it for the family
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| All we can be when forever expanding
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| Test me, bet
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| Not going to stress me (nah)
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| Go with the flow, get caught in an eddy
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| Only 1 zero / stay afloat
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| If the stream isn’t clean, keep count on the blessings
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| Not going to catch me
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| Bending
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| Been here before, so I know where I’m heading
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| Know where the road is now
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| So I’m holding it down with a bundle of seeds I’ll be planting
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| Came to water more seeds
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| Came to cut through fat
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| Came to see that through
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| Came to see through that
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| Shine on
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| We all know how it feels to be watched
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| We are waiting for you
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| We are here for you
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| We hear you
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| We are you
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| We love you
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| Shine on |