| Thoughts forced to hang-glide
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| Even a bird can hear it
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| A bald head with gold metal wings
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| Look like it belong in a day
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| The coming of Christ
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| Worshippin' the Elohim
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| That’s the way I wear shades like CeeLo Green
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| It’s darker than Don Cheadle
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| We’re mean like his deleted scene
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| The prognosis, divine opus
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| Artistic third eye open, it leave you stuck in a psychosis
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| Or the haemo-tosis
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| Spit venom like a African cobra in the jungle
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| Knowin' my tongue is vulgar
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| I raise the Wu flag when they scream for glory
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| The clouds open, a beam of light, you hear my story
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| Custom-made scrolls, handwritten in coffee
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| And feather-tip pens one of the prophets brought me
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| And that explains why I spin on the axis
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| Born original, so my mind fades to blackness
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| Seen a lot of things, don’t talk about it
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| I can’t live without my faith, so I don’t walk without it
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| God, I know you led us to do better on this road
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| On this road, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Seen a lot of things, don’t talk about it
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| I can’t live without my faith, so I don’t walk without it
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| God, I know you led us to do better on this road
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| On this road, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Pledge music, we came up from bringin' out club music
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| Acoustic jungle rap gave us all this project music
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| Blood in it, plug niggas get you mugged in it
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| Steel with steel, I’m finally out the drug business
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| Kneel proper for me, helicopter base, sage in it
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| Lessons from professors on stage winnin'
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| Nine swords, 36 Chambers
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| It’s like a chess board, keep slidin'
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| Opponents get flamed on it
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| Trainin' poems, been the Game of Thrones
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| We been raised and grown
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| These young boys come through, spray your home
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| Facts, they gave me the ax, now lay it on me
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| Criminals have to eat, it’s facts, shorty
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| You’re damn right I go the square miles
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| We’re from the stairs, thousands of pens could hear us from the rare sounds
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| Yeah, the Phoenix comin', ten Arabian Staten-adians
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| Who hooded up, known to get it bouncin'
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| Seen a lot of things, don’t talk about it
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| I can’t live without my faith, so I don’t walk without it
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| God, I know you led us to do better on this road
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| On this road, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Seen a lot of things, don’t talk about it
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| I can’t live without my faith, so I don’t walk without it
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| God, I know you led us to do better on this road
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| On this road, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Seen a lot of things
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| I can’t live without my faith
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| God, I know you led us to do better on this road
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| On this road, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |