| Reflections
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| Think about the present and the past times
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| Reflect on your life and the bad times
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| Think about the crazy and the strange shit
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| Then dig within inside and try to change shit
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| Reflections
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| Reflect your mind
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| Reflect through time
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| (PSC):
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| My relation to these words spoken over beats leaps to and fro
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| All around, bound the energy in miles
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| Piles up towards the sky
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| High quantity of thoughts
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| Reflect the truth, sold another brother on the watch
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| On the clock of life, the mirror view
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| The clearest of reflection
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| Inspection of the lie that lies deep behind the stressin'
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| And it’s pressing me like time
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| Rhymes is just illusions
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| A world in confusion
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| A dream of revolution
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| These reflections like mine in the puddle of life
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| Skip rocks, waves making ripple effects
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| Situations etched, lessons in stone tablets
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| For the reference to the habit
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| Forming addictions to the memories of past shit
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| I let go, it comes back
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| Boomerang behavior runs common in the obstacles
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| I wanna shake my coat tails
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| They follow on the missions of my failure
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| Bring me down, crush me
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| Reflections can be beautiful, but most the time they rush me
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| (Aceyalone):
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| And in an instance you see the mirror image looking at you
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| Looks just like you, got you eyes, and you whole disguise
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| Reflections, he seen his image in the lake
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| Reflected on the grass roots which harbors all the snakes
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| Otherwise known as a snake pit
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| Remember the python on you ankle and all that fake shit?
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| Remember when the cake was lit, and the wind blew it out?
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| Before you could taste the cream, they sliced it up and threw it out
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| I recollect, I think back in retrospect
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| I reflect and connect my memories
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| Remember these good times and these hard times
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| But it’s like that, and that’s the way it is
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| And that’s the way it was, but that ain’t how it gotta be
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| Reflect your mind, it works every time
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| Cuz if I knew then what I knew now, I’d be doin' fine
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| Reflect your mind, it works every time
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| Cuz if you knew then what you know now, you’d be doin' fine
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| (BFAP):
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| Reflect though time…
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| I peep when I meet people, evil or positive
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| We live in the middle, lost within the riddle
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| On God’s reflection I stand, within an intersection of life lost
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| Double crossed by man, we stand ignorant
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| False prophet, gothic, prehistoric logic mixed our minds
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| Reflectin' signs of anger, reflection banger, reflection slanger
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| Reflection bombing hangars of 747's
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| Strangers wanna blow this shit to heaven
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| Reflection war, reflectin' poor, reflectin' Cold War
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| Reflectin' old multiple metal jacket tactics
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| You might see Murs reflectin' curse
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| Reflectin' hurts, you’s a bitch in a male skirt
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| If you don’t work to change your world, reflectin' hurls
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| In life with wisdom, beyond «blaow! |
| blaow!»
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| Fake headwrapped female visions
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| We used to be in love with Duran Duran in '95
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| I got a condo in the white part of town
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| Change your name to Shanunu Brown, used to be Mary Tibbles
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| Reflect your mind before you get lost in the riddle
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| Reflect though time, this is time, reflect though time
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| (Aceyalone):
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| We wear our reflectors when we move though your sector
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| Rollin' with the protector
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| So, we’re visiable; |
| indivisible
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| Face war… Mystik Journeymen
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| Project Blowed
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| Living Legends
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| Massmen
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| Fellowship
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| West coast
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| Grouch… and we out |