| We meditate, we meditate to educate
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| Educate we meditate to elevate
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| Now it’s the rhyme ripper fittin' to split ya
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| Spine to your liver
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| Flash like a line sniffer I’m swifter
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| Than Michael Jordan snortin' some speed
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| And I’ll give ya
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| Much more than you need yo fly nigga
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| Scorin' the weed sticky green’ll make me high quicker
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| Twistin' it and mixin' it with Bacardi lime liquor
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| Beligerent kickin' it with (tati on?) the time ticker
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| You could be a dyin' man with a mic but I’m sicker
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| You rhyme wack as I bust like Leon Isaac
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| Makin' peons slide back
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| That don’t be on the right track, we way off
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| So now they stay soft like impotence
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| But I say naw, I’d rather stay raw
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| Magnificent rippin' it
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| Givin' it all I can though
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| Plus I handle devious scandals
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| MISCHIEVOUS COMMANDO!
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| Luchini like Camp Lo
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| Wreckin' the beats
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| Gettin embassy’s executive cheese
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| I’m the loose cannon aid on deck
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| Detonate in a millisec
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| Covered in a blackened silloutte
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| And still reflects enough light
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| To shatter your body like a pinyata
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| Boba Fett or
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| Jim Cata doin' lyrical kapoeta
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| The net to netta
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| Smokin' purple fibers off the hedges
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| Till it’s resin
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| And pledge allegiance
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| To the essence
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| Confront Phes rock
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| Ever present with hesitance
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| My tongue twistin' tornadoes
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| Never miss your residence
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| You cackling cacophonies
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| Me and the mike is holy matrimony
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| Tackling your phony flow matrix
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| You couldn’t absorb or deflect the impact
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| With roll cages
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| The soul aces
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| Take you to that oasis
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| We meditate to educate
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| Make my mind luminous
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| Avoid the tricky and the ruth-eless
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| Movin' swift
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| The juggernaut force
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| We maneuver this rap game
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| What the bumboclat
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| Woman act strange
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| And get tipsy off the fat chain
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| Nigga splurgin' at the bar and thinkin' that’s game
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| Till they get you for your Chevy
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| Beamer/Ac/Range
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| If you lack
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| Lack brains
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| The facts
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| The facts change
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| Latch onto my concept
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| In the context of conquest
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| I capture, your conscience
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| Move upon you with logic
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| But it’s so deep up in ya
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| Ain’t no way you fittin' to dislodge that
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| I mean way up in ya
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| Bend your mind like a fender
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| How the (bought?) of my new agenda
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| My deluge of lewd yet shrewd mental food will wet you
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| And your crew
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| So eschew from testin' my standard issue
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| Let alone the cannons and missles for heavy damage aimed at those
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| Grandstanding with petty anti-antics
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| Can’t match those, handcrafted by my many mechanics
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| Who’s skills run the gamut who will run the planet
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| Any time I exert my will it’s outstandin'
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| To the point where you gotta hand it or hate and be mad
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| It don’t matter to me
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| Over a bed of fresh beats its style au natural with no additives
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| Even if you brandishing guns and break laws
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| I make you let the pistol go and praise God
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| A dynamo
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| Shinin' on the mike like a quasar
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| They can’t infiltrate the steel cage brain star
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| I’m feelin' blood hounds all on my trail
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| Like my lyrics was peruvian candy
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| Not a fugitive
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| Truly expanding minds with rhymes with the family
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| Who be gettin' higher than the Andes
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| The way I plant seeds deep in the underground
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| Make the thunderous pound to get your heart pumpin'
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| Spark up the kryptonite
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| People gettin' lit tonite
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| Indica-like, to try to simplify try
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| We meditate, to educate, educate
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| We meditate, to educate, to educate
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| We meditate, meditate to educate
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| We meditate, to educate, elevate
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| We meditate, to educate, elevate
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| We meditate, to educate
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| We meditate, to educate
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| Make my mind luminous
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| Yeah! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Medication , by - Souls Of Mischief. Song from the album Trilogy: Conflict, Climax, Resolution, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп