| Surpreyez with any shape or form of disguise
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| Culture dominate nation’s wise
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| Opened eyes, constructive criticism
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| Makes one wise, look to the skies
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| Surpreyez surrounded by them divisions of life
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| Made sacrifice, that’s why we fight, remember
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| Fall in ease upon the mic tonight
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| Kamelion, Ever-Clear, X and D-Liva
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| Time to settle the score, we fighting a war, we losing
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| No solutions, just confusion
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| Life has been nothing but a faded vision
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| But I have risen like the son who was made in prison
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| I tried to warn my people but they didn’t listen
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| Quick to take the adventure and forget the mission
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| Well it’s not up to me, you make your own decisions
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| No matter what you do you must be persistent
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| Yes y’all, ready or not, Ozone is taking over
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| Position on the front line stand like a soldier
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| Got you hanging our map on the wall like a poster
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| Your mind is playing tricks on you like a roller coaster
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| There is no competition 'cause we’re players of the same team
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| But the hate has blinded you, and that’s far as you can see |
| I’m speaking on behalf of my people overseas
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| We have no choice, why call it democracy?
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| Surpreyez with any shape or form of disguise
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| Culture dominate nation’s wise
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| Opened eyes, constructive criticism
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| Makes one wise, look to the skies
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| Surpreyez surrounded by them divisions of life
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| Made sacrifice, that’s why we fight, remember
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| Fall in ease upon the mic tonight
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| Kamelion, Ever-Clear, X and D-Liva
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| Ayo! |
| Follow the instructions, Don Legend introduction
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| Conjunction junction, what’s your function?
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| To illustrate as I’m entering your premises
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| Violating properties with bunch of hypocrites
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| I’m the number one contender, the Middle East representer
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| From Spring to Summer, From Fall to Winter
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| When I enter the center, I’ll be my people’s defender
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| A Taurus and a Gemini signs mixed in the blender
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| There’s no time, how can you be free with a closed mind?
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| It’s up to you and me to see past the broken signs
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| How can I focus? |
| I’m lost in the maze hopin'
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| That the trouble soon fades 'til my eyes scopin'
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| Served in for the chosen, as far as I can see |
| Lack of words spoken, loss of integrity
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| The truth got you choking, why don’t you let it be?
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| Your soul is being frozen, find your destiny
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| Surpreyez with any shape or form of disguise
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| Culture dominate nation’s wise
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| Opened eyes, constructive criticism
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| Makes one wise, look to the skies
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| Surpreyez surrounded by them divisions of life
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| Made sacrifice, that’s why we fight, remember
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| Fall in ease upon the mic tonight
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| Kamelion, Ever-Clear, X and D-Liva
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| Ayo I’m wise, eyes open scopin' my world
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| I’m loving my own words but I’m quoting my girl
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| She calls me «the next level, the future of everything»
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| I’m feeling life is profit, tell me how could I stop it
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| Try to move with good intentions and mention all that is real
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| Trying to keep it all righteous, but reality spills
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| And on the flip side, shit I, see in my life
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| Got me going kinda crazy in my bed every night
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| R-Kelly porno tapes as he cheats on his wife
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| With 13 year old chickens, I’m trippin', how could I be?
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| I see all the things, America’s goin' nuts
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| Police and the whole globe in bombing it all but |
| Positivity delivers me away from the sin
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| Made my road through the dark and I’ll pave it again
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| In this game called life I ain’t playing to win
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| As I speak with my pen, people catching the vibe
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| Hmm, I’m goin' public on your syndicate
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| And watching the city, mistaking the budget as a dividend
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| A million men marching, imagine on the internet
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| Living our fantasies of a militant heritage
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| Yeah we must got it, we must live and provide the ways
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| Some will walk the narrow roads, some are finding the higher way
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| My body is the better knight in the soul or the sky I lay
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| Got to over sin, you’re one of the guardian the higher pay
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| In the agent for inquiries and lame in his action to use
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| 9/11 as a weapon of destraction
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| Shit, it was better than weed, you are better than seed
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| The smoke was thicker than the, bickering received
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| You refuse to listen to the truth agreed
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| You chose so take the route of the lying through your teeth
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| Lying on the skin of a prostitute disease yes indeed
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| 'Cause Babylon’s mistress has a big enough over me |
| For you and me, us and three, must be free
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| Crushin' these eagles that be be used to fulfill our daily needs
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| But we’re really on our knees, man, get up on your feet
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| Because I won’t carry you if you can carry yourself to the sea
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| And see for yourself |