| Peace, peace, everything we do is a creation
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| In complete harmony, our creation becomes art
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| Everything we’ve ever invented stems from the human imagination
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| Everything we’ve ever invented or created
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| That moved an era is recognized as work of genius
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| Science and the empirical man, philosophy and the thinker
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| Religion and the shaman, art and the sick who can metabolize
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| Everything with a trace of decay is human error
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| Forgivable human error the curse
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| From the radiance of the gift which becomes shadow
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| Necessary evil so to speak, or we’d have figured it out by now
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| Striving for perfection is a result of genius
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| Find peace, share your genius
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| See I can’t see my own face without a reflection
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| Whether it be your reaction to my expression, a mirror or water
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| I need the outside to know the inside which is where I reside
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| Through this understanding, I know that all things are one
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| According to science, everything is a wave of energy
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| A soundwave reaches my ear and my mind makes something of it
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| My eyes are receptors for another type of energy
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| Which my mind then depicts as images, same goes for smell and touch
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| Time and space are tools which help me concretize these waves into information
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| Now when given full attention to something other than time and space
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| Time and space disappear, I’m simply doing
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| Yesterday, tomorrow, here, there, poof!
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| It is always now, all is energy
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| Even thoughts are forms of energy waves floating
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| Technically I’m only a vessel channeling those thoughts
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| My mind chooses to tune into these frequencies
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| Which I either contemplate or share with the outside
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| I believe we all function with the same foundation
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| Energy, which is everything
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| Everything is one big ocean of energy
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| Everything is within you, everything is you
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| The identity of me is but a series of memories
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| In which my mind decides to narrate in order to create that feeling
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| Remember it is always now
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| The first law of thermodynamics states that energy is conserved
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| In other words, energy can neither be created or destroyed
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| Energy only transforms
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| We are thus forever, and death is but a blink
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| So I ask why hurt? |
| Why kill? |
| Why hate? |
| Why fear? |
| Why war?
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| Why the feelings of uneasiness if all is but a single form of energy
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| entertaining itself?
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| Can the state of the world change?
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| Can the state of the world change?
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| If energy only seems to transform then why not?
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| It seems as if darkness has always reigned over
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| We live on a planet amongst the system in a dark space
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| A planet amongst other planets routing around the sun
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| In the same fashion as electrons do
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| Around the nucleus which form the cells, which form us
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| Ah yes, all is one, and my friends, it is beautiful
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| Let us unify our heart, now feel your power and I thank you
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| Peace and forever
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| Yeah, uh
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| Snap ya fingers, do ya step
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| Ayyy, where we at with it?
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| Where you at? |
| Uh, uh
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| What era is this, man?
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| The era of the musical beautiful mistakes
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| Delivered hand to hand like we slangin' the mixtapes
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| You tryin' to describe us, you might as well get it straight
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| We the content creators, we greater than clickbait
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| The passion for the culture, the vultures they try to kill it
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| It’s a war for your spirit, the lyrics is here to heal us
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| We looking for the fountain to keep us forever young
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| While I get my energy from the sun, all things are one
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| Rollin' the blunt on a copy of Native Sun
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| Gettin' hung just for speakin' the native tongue
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| My color is my penalty mentally on the run
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| Photosynthesizing my energy from the sun, huh
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| Releasing blockages I ain’t stoppin' until they gone
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| Feeling weighted down like my pockets is full of stone
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| Until I realized I can change what’s going on (let's go!)
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| To every single place I go I’m right at home
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| I’m right at home (let's go!)
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| Waiting for that day to come, huh
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| Looking for fountains to keep us forever young
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| Get my energy from the sun
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| Rollin' the blunt on a copy of Native Sun
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| Gettin' hung just for speakin' the native tongues |