| Mythologic, demons in the closet
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| Shadow box, blackin' out, watchin' how the god get
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| In your orbit, mentally or object
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| All disappear in the center, we gon' get, into space
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| Bound by the energy, complete the symmetry
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| Fear is the tendency
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| Too habitual, these lyrics are official
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| And the spirit is literal, protected by your physical
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| Pick the blessin' the effort’s ever rested
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| No contestin' the essence of every session
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| You sample my depression, tempered with a dark side, strike through progression
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| Move into the mirror, starin' back now
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| Spark like creatures in the night, won’t back down
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| Fight back with the light in my pen, in and out and my heart hangs out in the
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| shadow
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| Shadow-shha-sha-sha-shadow
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| Shadow box
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| Sha-sha-sha-shadow
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| Sha-sha-sha-shadow box
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| Commence to defend
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| Incense burn in my urn with the inten-tion
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| Light break seed on a dark nights eve
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| Even the truth is the balance in between
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| Teetering a dream
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| Actin' like a shaman, exercise the ghosts, and the quotes stay rhymin'
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| Back to the future, what I rather do
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| Following my sutra, cooking callaloo
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| Call me babaloo
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| Bad boy, makin' mad noise like I’m grand pu
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| Reppin' for my crew
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| Rallying my third eye, searchin' for the true
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| Me see G-O-D, I’m livin' proof
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| Let me do my thang though, workin' all my angles
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| Use to be a 40 and a blunt with a kango
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| Wasn’t what I wanted, had a son, now I came full circle
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| On the earth gettin' juice like the mango in your shadow
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| Shadow
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| Shha-sha-sha-shadow
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| Sha-sha-sha-shadow box
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| Sha-sha-sha-shadow
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| Sha-sha-sha-shadow box
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| Sha-sha-sha-shadow
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| Sha-sha-sha-shadow box
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| Sha-sha-sha-shadow
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| Sha-sha-sha-shadow box
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| God light, dark night
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| Weak strong, run fight
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| Hard soft, rest pull
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| Ying yang haiku
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| Defy elemental is essential to understand torrential potential
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| Harmonic, move with the tonic, and groove with the phonic
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| The truth and the honest
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| Setting off soon, with the boom, we on it
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| We swoon from June to June who want it
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| We swoon from June to June now who want it |