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[Chorus] |
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[Verse 2: J. Sands of Lone Catalysts] |
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[Verse 3: J. Sands] |
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[Verse 4: Capital D] |
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Sitting at the lakefront working on my next LP |
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At 55th and LSD and you will see |
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You see something about the water man, it soothes the soul |
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Rinses, cleanses, and keeps us all |
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I swear without nature I'd go insane |
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On these concrete streets, I can't maintain |
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Woke up this morning in a vile ass mood |
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So I came to the lake to change my attitude |
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And my altitude, with a blackened mind |
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I'm wondering what made Malcolm smile |
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In the midst of hate, and ostracism |
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How do people maintain in the optimism? |
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Sometimes I think I'm losing mine |
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If I ain't writing or producing, I'm one step from losing my mind |
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I gotta loosen up and find a way to unwind without no **** and wine |
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I'm peeping out the people as they pass me by |
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I see a thieving fly flavor and I'm asking for a sign |
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Staring at the skyscrapers, scratching the sky |
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Blocking out the sunshine, got me asking why |
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It don't matter where you at if you don't know the time |
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If you need a lift, hold tight, you 'bout to climb |
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Keep the elevation for your soul, body, and mind |
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The renaissance, the renaissance |
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It don't matter where you at if you don't know the time |
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Wise words I heard as a youth still in my mind |
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Feeling divine, revealing the sign, for healing the blind |
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Cause too many cats have been locked or killed in the crime |
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Where I live stick-up-kids concealing the nine |
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They stealing your shine, front how I live spilling your spine |
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Chicken-heads is a dime a dozen willing to grind |
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Mad kids, no husbands, there's a million fine |
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Through out my area code, it's mass hysteria mode |
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Shaken got us feeling like inferior foes |
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But no (?) myself, my interior grows |
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Makes it felt when I deliver my exterior blows |
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To any obstacle |
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What did you think? I want my pockets full |
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Very possible, because this world is filled with lots of jewels |
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The best one is the one that last forever |
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Cause it's the one you treasure, the principle of pleasure |
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Through the eyes of the wise, let me paint a picture |
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Sands without the Rawls, like the J without the mixer |
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We spit the scripts so hot, your ears blister |
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That's why you cop a fixture of the all natural elixir |
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Combined with The Catalysts makes it hazardous |
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To those who think not and want to test the fabulous |
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I take you out, then bring you back like Lazarus |
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J Sands, Capital D, the strategists |
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We using music as an answer to this inner city cancer |
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I guess I'm blessed with my chance to advance the |
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Hip-hop art, and add my add spark |
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The catechist to the catalysts spreading light on the dark |
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So we embark on a journey from here to win |
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From the land of three rivers to the city of wind |
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With the pen, we ascend on air like The Nonce |
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With my fellow confidants, continue in the renaissance |
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It don't matter where you at if you don't know the time |
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If you need a lift, hold tight, you 'bout to climb |
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Keep the elevation for your soul, body, and mind |
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The renaissance, the renaissance |
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