| It all starts with stars dripping from the sky
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| Some take life for granted and die
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| The circle of existence
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| Spins on and on give life take life gone reborn
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| Contemplating over fat beats
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| Words like delete, defeat come creeping
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| Into my mind at night time
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| That’s when the sleep leaves my visual perceptions blind
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| It’s time to reveal what has 'till now has been hidden
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| Powers enormously captured erupts and destructure
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| Transform into a group of people
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| Individuals kings with no equals
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| Dealing with those lies every day
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| We gots to make a way so we don’t fall prey to the
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| Invisble sins of urban life
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| Champion hood dead as we blend with the fucking trife
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| We shoot up in the crane length
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| N-Light-N
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| The light’s always bright for the crew
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| Pure Miracles when we represent the way that we do
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| Shining, always coming through
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| Pure Miracles when we represent the way that we do
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| Say the light’s always bright for the crew
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| Pure Miracles when we represent the way that we do
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| Shining, always coming through
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| Pure Miracles when we represent the way that we do |
| Like the aquarius taking out various warriors
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| From the street level to the boroughs
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| The sorrow maintains inside my brain
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| Experience pain as brought by the rain
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| I gots to got my people, I gots to let them know
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| But times is hard and being weak shows
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| The path must be chosen where destiny fails
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| Strenght prevails when material is frail
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| I’m through searching for my white whale
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| So the absence of sunbeams leaves me pale
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| Clear nights got me reflecting and mic checking
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| Words are forced teaches me the auto rejecting
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| Embraced by the face of the wind
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| Still stuck like butterflies impaled by pins
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| Elements combine, chemistry created
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| Something arises in the midst of crisis
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| Tee plus the passion for mic fashion
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| Is the reason to shine all season
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| The nature is a part of me
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| When I give birth to a rhyme
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| There is only life filling me
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| Temperature drops and minds lock and focus
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| Upon the grace of the lotus
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| Actual facts and mic tactics
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| Escalates into the call of my life matrix
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| In fact it’s something outstanding
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| You lack this, so the measures are drastic |
| Plastic is your way of living
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| False are the promises and words that you’re giving
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| You’re headed for oblivion
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| After being penetrated by stages of delirium
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| Phenomenon orginal north star
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| Take you from where you are thus far
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| Utopian visions are for the blind
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| Sacred missions like wishing to find
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| The source of reality come follow me
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| Cause the wilderness is calling me |