| It took me a while to realize that we was on the same page
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| We just go about reading it out loud in different ways
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| I ain’t the only person that’s traveled through this maze
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| Not really sure whether it’s me or them that’s crazy
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| Making a hole in every simple system to rekindle the vision
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| That lost its position, that’s cost is superstition
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| Sitting in a time machine, a bleeding mind dreams
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| Of beating blind at steam, to give the crime scene shine and gleam
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| I’m no longer a boy scout
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| Cause punching myself in the head won’t necessarily get that voice out
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| That’s something no one ever took the time to point out
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| But I had to learn to whisper before I could enjoy shoutin'
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| Periodically I feel like I’ve wasted my breath
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| And all I’ve got to show for it is paper stained ink
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| But I ain’t really trippin' at the end of the day
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| Cause life is experience, and that’s how Eye One The Write Too Think
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| It’s How Eye One The Write Too Think ya’ll
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| It’s How Eye One The Write Too Think
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| It’s How Eye One Write Too Think ya’ll |
| I think about all the time that I spent trying to find an identity rhyming
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| invents
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| So then I could defy by the minds penitentiary four corner rooms,
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| a forks in the path
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| Consume every inch of my inner symmetry to break out the trap essentially
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| distant
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| Mentally I’ll eventually snap habitually proud dysfunctional prone
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| Groomed it new where his thought bloomed, tomb is in musical wounds
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| And my shadow grew to be my only tribune
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| And it taught me never to abuse a full
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| Moon is not suitable sometimes you gotta lose control to gain it
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| Kind of truths to hold the rain that falls don’t bruise my soul
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| Like it used to, I’m used to it
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| And now I’m just working on smoothing out the kinks
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| The circuitry allows some head room before the break
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| So what do you gotta tell me that I don’t already know?
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| Just shut the fuck up and let me grow
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| I learn from my mistakes and eyes widen with each
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| Disrupt the clinks or call it what you want but this is How Eye One The Write
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| Too Think
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| It’s How Eye One The Write Too Think ya’ll |
| It’s How Eye One The Write Too Think
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| It’s How Eye One Write Too Think ya’ll
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| I was scared to death barely slept take a breath prepare to step from where I
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| wept to shed my tears till no nightmares were left
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| I had my years but no one cares to see the prayers and sweat
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| They just wanna share the nest and earn their percent in turn
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| Let it burn till the ashes isolate the cold ground
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| On that I stood but on this I stand and hold down
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| I used to be the seed of this ghost town but that was then and this is now
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| That was then and this is now
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| The war between the old brain and the new brain was won
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| When the prehistoric forfeited alien strangles reptile and migrates towards
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| inner peace
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| The caveman dies quiet the cries riots and bias cease
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| No one saved my seat when I decided to rise and slay the beast
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| I just shut my eyes and gave my speech
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| But I never could have known I would become my own missing link
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| And it feels greater than I thought that’s How Eye One The Write Too Think
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| It’s How Eye One The Write Too Think |
| It’s How Eye One The Write Too Think
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| It’s How Eye One The Write Too Think
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| After every person Eyedea mentions… he/she/they got the write too think
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| Check this out…
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| My man Musab…
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| My man Ali…
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| (Los Nas)
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| ANT…
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| Sep 7
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| Big Bad Abilities…
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| And to my main man Stress…
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| Jay Bird…
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| The whole Rhymesayers crew…
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| And each and every one of you…
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| And each and every one of you…
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| And each and every one of you… |