| I came from the left
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| Kickin' harder than your breath
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| Force of the wind
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| Led from within
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| The sense of tracks from I’ve been through
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| Balances out, talent no doubt
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| Catch it in the current
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| No deterrent to what I’ve sent you
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| Sent you
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| Hey it’s all monkey see monkey do
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| What’s really inside of you
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| What’s the motives to the things you do
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| Things you thought you knew
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| Nobody knows if nobody grows
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| Reach to increase intermediate
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| To the top inner seeds in a medium
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| Untapped like a natural element
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| Expelled in the breeze
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| Seize the moment
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| These opponents
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| They really don’t want it
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| I mean why put it out if your ass don’t own it
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| And then they write it down and journalize
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| Speculate and generalize
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| Masculize in all these lies
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| They need to realize
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| Look between ya eyes this life ain’t free man
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| Ya got to pay for what you need
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| Cross the deadly sea
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| To live eternally
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| Tidal waving saving both coasts like we need
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| A coastguard, striking hard
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| Lightning force we the force…
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| Powerful potions spread across
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| Globes on a map through
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| The windy moss
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| The oceans holding the answers lost
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| Deal with the cost
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| Find what’s lost
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| Who wants to be found?
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| So many want to be fly but stand on shaky ground
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| Earth quakin' breakin' down the walls of society
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| Lie to me; |
| tell me that it’s all right all night
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| All tight like a twister
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| Faster than a flash flood
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| Taking blood in disasters
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| And after they donate
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| The dead hands will pronate
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| And FEMA might come through
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| But they always show late
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| These fates will force ya
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| Have ya racin' like a Porsche
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| High powered outa control
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| Of the talents that you hold
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| Marsupial thoughts
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| Ideas tucked down underneath the skull cap
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| Clung to the main frame
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| With a sharp aim
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| My life force is a push
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| And a push is like a shove
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| At times it’s disastrous
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| But it’s all done for the love
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| It’s the forces of nature
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| They be pushin' thru the winds
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| Pushin' thru these lives that were in
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| This touch of life as it begins
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| When we be kickin' it with folks and our friends
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| It’s in our nature, it’s in our nature
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| Since, I feel we’ve really been blessed by the goddess
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| Man we best to stay modest
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| Humble like the tumbleweeds that travel cross the brain
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| Roaming on the plains of your thoughts
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| Feel the wind GUST, FEEL US when we got
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| A gift of speech
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| Kids could reach in, pull up their chins
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| Challenge gravity
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| Opposite of a cavity, build
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| Ain’t no time to yield, feel the thrill
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| When you’re out of forces you’re in a standstill
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| Yes the fans will follow
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| If your soul’s not hollow
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| Shallow like a wade pool
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| Got ya feelin' like a fake fool
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| Decisions that’ll break you, realize the stakes fool
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| This is what the force will do!!!
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| Make you see what’s real, and wipe off the residue
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| I vow to flow fresh and forever stay true
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| Doing what I got to do, doing what I want to do
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| The opposite of a faker, it’s the forces of nature
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| Tapping me with taxes isn’t natural
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| My axis is an actual attraction
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| To the earth that I’ve been trapped in
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| In dilapidated fractions of the masses
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| I’m attractin' quite magnetic re-pull
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| If ya stuck in the rut
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| We make happen, forces tapping
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| On your soul, life windows
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| That’s fogged up and clogged up your brain cells
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| It’s the forces of nature that be pushin' thru the winds
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| Pushin' thru these lives that we’re in
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| This touch of life as it begins
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| When we be kickin' it with folks and our friends
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| It’s in our nature, it’s in our nature |