| Since my soul entered this armor
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| Recollect my ancient karma
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| While you attached to material aspects
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| My brainwaves extend way farther
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| Frequent progress thats the motto
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| For immortals you unloyal
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| To the scriptures in the soil nigga (uh uh)
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| Elevate you mind nigga play your part
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| Don’t waste no time cultivated by dark
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| See the wisdom leads to marks from chains from the heart
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| But the man want control we were chained from the start
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| So I spit hard flows to the natives
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| Woke up from a dream and I chose to create it
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| When you smoke outdoors when we on top floors
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| Top shelf blowing feeling like we made it
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| Niggas always saying that you ain’t gon be shit
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| Now you all can eat dick but at least get a tip
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| Because I came up from the bottom and proceeded to uplift
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| Niggas hardly get a chance to see it like this
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| Gotta make a shift if you’re trying to make a difference
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| Own up to faults is a better way of living
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| Unlock the vault you’re a God nigga listen
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| Praise up the lord though
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| Y’all know getting higher every minute
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| And the goal from beginning gotta glow in a minute
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| Yeah Im stoned but Im winning
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| Flow will diminish any foe in the business
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| Put your soul on my hit list and you’re gone in an instant
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| Rep that Beastcoast till I die
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| Model clean clothes when I ride
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| Puffin green smoke in the sky
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| My team Supreme I speak no lies
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| Know if they say that you winning
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| Young lord nigga cut down my sinnin
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| I still count figures and I still love women
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| And I still bust a heathen head open if you trippin
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| I’ll knock em
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| I’ll knock em
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| I’ll knock em
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| I’ll knock em
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| I’ll knock em
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| I’ll knock em
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| I said knock em
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| Knock em
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| Knock em
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| Knock em
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| Knock em
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| Knock em
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| Lets go, lets go
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| Know if they say that you winning
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| Young lord nigga cut down my sinnin
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| I still count figures and I still love women
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| And I still bust a heathen head open if you trippin
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| I’ll knock em
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| I’ll knock em
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| I’ll knock em
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| I’ll knock em
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| I’ll knock em
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| I’ll knock em
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| I said knock em
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| Knock em
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| Knock em
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| Knock em
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| Knock em
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| Knock em
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| Lets go, lets go
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| Sar Ayu, shooting stars, blue moons
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| In the pyramids of Giza theres a mark for a few
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| Im marked from the beast and the crossbearer too
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| But the light shine bright in the dark of the moon
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| Open up appetite I’ve been starving for food
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| Move silent in the night ain’t to mark in my moves
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| I don’t fuck with the Christians, give a pardon to Jews
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| Rep the new age in the garden of fruits
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| Adam told Eve don’t eat that crop
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| She ain’t listen now were dealing with a conscious drop
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| Zeus told Pandora don’t open that box
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| She ain’t listen now we roll to the top
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| Prisoner of time got bars, feared mind
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| Raised up in the gutter niggas hunting for your shine
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| But my shine in my mind, let me see you take mine
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| Eat a nigga up mm good, lunch time
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| Dry a nigga up like the shores of the Nile
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| Kemetic carnate reassuring you’re alive
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| Showin' young lords of the gold that’s inside
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| Motherfuck one slice I’ma slaughter the pie
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| Came for the light but maneuver the night
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| Angels and demons they all just alike
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| Heaven or hell got it all in your sight
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| But you dont know balance so you lost in the fight
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| Live on the left think on the right
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| See with your ears hear with your sight
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| Sun bring morning and the moon bring night
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| When you standin the middle nigga balanced life
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| New day only blow loud, touche
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| Issa in the cut smoking blunts rolling doobies
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| Clean a nigga top with these bars no toupee
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| Break a lord up bringing light to a screwface
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| Know if they say that you winning
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| Young lord nigga cut down my sinnin
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| I still count figures and I still love women
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| And I still bust a heathen head open if you trippin
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| I’ll knock em
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| I’ll knock em
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| I’ll knock em
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| I’ll knock em
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| I’ll knock em
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| I’ll knock em
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| I said knock em
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| Knock em
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| Knock em
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| Knock em
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| Knock em
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| Knock em
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| Lets go, lets go
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| Know if they say that you winning
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| Young lord nigga cut down my sinnin
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| I still count figures and I still love women
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| And I still bust a heathen head open if you trippin
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| I’ll knock em
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| I’ll knock em
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| I’ll knock em
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| I’ll knock em
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| I’ll knock em
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| I’ll knock em
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| I said knock em
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| Knock em
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| Knock em
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| Knock em
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| Knock em
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| Knock em
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| Lets go, lets go |