| You can’t see us, we invisible, man
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| You can’t see us, we invisible, man
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| Sitting in silence, visiting the invisible college
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| You call it trippin, I call it getting an honest education
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| Medicate and see the picture in all its glory
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| Tellin a story of infinite promise and I want it more than anything
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| Seen what a penny brings, no longer care about her, fiend for these petty things
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| Yea, ‘cause in this implicit order
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| Seems time space and distance
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| You’re all just a bi-product of my thought up experience
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| And a orthographic UNI verse the mirror is reflecting the mirror
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| Is reflecting the mirror
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| Is reflecting the mirror
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| Is reflecting the mirror
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| Is reflecting the mirror
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| (Hook)
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| You can’t see us, we invisible, man
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| You can’t see us, we invisible, man
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| The invisible college
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| We invisible, man
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| You can’t see us, we invisible, man
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| The invisible college
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| Yea
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| The invisible college
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| We’re the invisible college
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| It’s the invisible college
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| Deep in the mind of a scholar
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| We found truth to side up with
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| Signs on the iris, I ain’t buying the product so divine
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| A thin line between digging a mine
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| And searching for fools' gold
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| How to touch carbon, these invisible tombstones
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| But if we move zones, yea
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| Late dial tones, we’ll probly roam home
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| When the calm before the storm persists
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| Then we’re shown that we’re mortals in this temporary phase
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| As we daze he took the chain of DNA
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| So that they remain to thousand years from now
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| With my skeletons in the ground
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| It was fossils for you sample
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| Artistry, a funky-ology profound
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| With my skeletons in the ground
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| It was fossils for you sample
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| (Hook)
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| You can’t see us, we invisible, man
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| You can’t see us, we invisible, man
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| The invisible college
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| We invisible, man
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| You can’t see us, we invisible, man
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| The invisible college
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| Yea
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| The invisible college
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| Bitch it’s the invisible college
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| We’re the invisible college
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| Ah man, it’s comin at ya
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| Force of the cosmic wind
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| 3 falcons fly, return of the true master kings
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| Walkin in the night pack
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| Bringing the infinite life back
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| Never be dead but if I be dead I know that they’re bringing me right back
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| Giving your spiritual sight back and we gone to sack bone
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| On the back a black dragon to drag our souls back home
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| Eye in eye versity, diamond chain, we’re graduates
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| We keep a orderly palace and we sleep with a sword and the chalices
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| No wonder you’re morbid
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| You’re cornered like rodents and addicts
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| Your literal thing was only the Lord of the Rings, snappy older than seven
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| And who am I? |
| God’s son, that’s who
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| And at the same time I’m no one, catch two two
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| Uh, a one two
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| One one, two
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| Three five eight thirteen twenty-one
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| (Hook)
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| You can’t see us, we invisible, man
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| You can’t see us, we invisible, man
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| The invisible college
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| We invisible, man
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| You can’t see us, we invisible, man
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| The invisible college
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| Yea
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| The invisible college
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| Bitch it’s the invisible college
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| We’re the invisible college
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| NVSBLLLL |