| Come on, 2.1
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| Yeah, Haha. |
| checkit out y’all… yo
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| Ohmega Watts in the place y’all
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| Lightheaded, Stro is up in the place y’all
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| Procussions.yeah
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| Colorado… Portland
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| Keep this recording
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| I was born a soul child, learned to walk on the bap-beat
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| Runnin' on a multi-track meat, but I’m no athlete
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| The wax seems like a career, the piece of the puzzle that brought me here
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| I’ve been diggin for years!
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| To find the rhythm combined with good feelings
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| Revolution per minute 45, to 33 and the 3rd
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| Up to now, everything that I’ve heard
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| I could easily describe a word (uh-ha)
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| I’m standin in the shower, dust up to the roof
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| I guess sometimes you gotta get dirty to find the truth
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| And the proof is in this record i’m holdin
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| A blank white label, deep ?? |
| of golden
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| I put it on slipmat, and act as a spiritual God
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| The headnod, provoked by the spirit inside
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| Can’t leave 'em behind, it’s always at the front of my crate
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| You got soul then I know all of y’all can relate
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| For real
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| I found a key, now searchin for a relax ya fix
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| Maybe a treasure chest, filled with ?? |
| of gifts
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| Like. |
| When I. dig in the crates to find breaks
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| And samples that inspire me to reshape and create
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| A new form of sound (Yeah!) usin my machines and tools
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| But got soul that stand out among a circle of fools
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| Who chase, ?? |
| tresures and quick highs
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| From the heart I speak truth and thats no lie
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| So! |
| Back to the program, i’m my own man
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| Shape by gods hands, unique design under the wine
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| To pleasure in my existence, for instance
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| ?? |
| styles, so each find life, to spot a sentence of death
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| And i’ve come to find there’s more to life then just livin givin
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| I’ve seen signs of wonders and received the new beginning
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| To all you out searchin for that life treasure
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| The evidence is more closer than ever
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| …And thats the find
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| I’m searchin', for my soul in here
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| Creating somethin new from older heads
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| Gimme the light, and let it shine
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| Then press rewind, we all lookin for something to find
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| (Ohmega)
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| Hey yo Stro, I found it, a rhythm to break through
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| (Stro)
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| Hey yo Ohmega, I found it, a song to save you
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| Keep on searchin'
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| Keep on searchin
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| 'Till we find that something to find
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| We go inside, with the spirit divine
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| Out to find those with similar minds
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| That all starts with a ??, to brush on, even with dust on
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| Ohmega Watts, tell 'em how we do this production
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| With a little touch of jazz and the styles to match
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| Were a class a act, to good times, we bringin it back
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| To when it was fresh to say 'def'
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| Now 80's were a mess, but MC’s 'spose to make 'em 'yes yes'
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| I take seven 12 inches, put 'em in the line
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| And get seven more records, thats hard to find
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| I do a bit of the same, and though quiet is kept
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| I do it for the love, and not just to get a rep
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| And that’s cool, my man, it’s all a part of the plan
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| Find the source of inspiration so united we stand
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| Back to back
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| Side to side
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| Soon we all will see
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| We be the Awesome 2, most definatly
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| I’m searchin', for my soul in here
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| Creating somethin new from older heads
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| Gimme the light, and let it shine
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| Then press rewind, we all lookin for something to find
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| (Ohmega)
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| Hey yo Stro, I found it, a rhythm to break through
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| (Stro)
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| Hey yo Ohmega, I found it, a song to save you
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| Keep on searchin'
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| Keep on searchin
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| 'Till we find that something to find |