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Energy that we exchange is imperative |
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Intricate so simple |
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Life is the spirit and the body is the temple |
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One Life One Love |
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Tell me this are you prepared to live |
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Energy that we exchange is imperative |
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Intricate so simple |
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Life is the spirit and the body is the temple |
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One Life One Love |
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[Casual] |
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All they seen was one hand bust through the white sand |
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Illuminating the land with liberation |
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And mysterious, ferociously, serious black man |
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Experience the urban warfare of fully strapped assault |
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As an angel hoping my benevolence will change you |
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Singing folklore of the poor |
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Natural born warrior |
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Since the days of Spain was ruled my the Moors |
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Then again, before your existence |
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Imhotep |
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The presenter of the mystics |
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Geometry, trigonometry statistics |
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It's simplitics embedded in my bloodline |
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Just like the pain of my forefathers |
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The chains of slavery remains |
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Behaviors we obtained in days that we were slained and tortured |
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Tormented and scorned |
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Shackles on my feet, feeding me pork |
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Lashes on my back, lost my family |
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Not to belittle the middle passage calamity |
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I gotta make decisions |
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Cause I keep havin' visions of flight bombing politicians |
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On some midnight marauder missions |
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It gets harder |
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They shut down your energy, cut off your water |
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Close the gas station, food supply shortened |
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Dying of starvation and smoke ventilation |
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I'm coming realer than you fairytale killers |
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We disciplined, that's why no militias can get with us |
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Sure, shot hit us from a thousand meters away |
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All day |
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[Del] |
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Tomorrow, what you gonna do? |
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Your past is haunting you |
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You know what, I'ma tell as I'm sipping on this brew |
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You know it's wrong and true |
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So what you gonna do? |
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The truth is long overdue 2X |
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[Tajai] |
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I'm talking bout |
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Demolitions, ammunition |
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No more propositions or petitions |
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Seditions met with lynchings and whippings |
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But they won't crush my wishes into submission |
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Foresight courtesy of 3rd Eye Vision |
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Tells me hit 'em |
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Get 'em before they first force strike |
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Meet in the black of the night |
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Dodging ghetto pterodactyl lights |
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Bring the full gats and precious metals if you true dat |
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Get wise with medical supplies |
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Conceptualize and plan |
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Or get caught with your ass wide open |
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And not get to ask |
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"Why", I'm hoping you hear |
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And I'm hoping your here |
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For the millenium season opener |
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I keep ample degrees up my sleeve |
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For brothers who no longer breathe |
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No reprieves |
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Nothing but memories to retrieve |
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Black babies disease |
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Stomachs distended, arms out stretched |
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For any care extended |
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This is the flock to which I am attended |
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But I'll do it |
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I'm committed, commending |
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All commandants vowing to be uncommon |
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Fuck the promenade |
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Underground and granite-strong, granted |
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The path is jagged and long |
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And we look raggied |
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But I want more than this wall at my back in days |
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Back we would have been mobile |
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It's time to make power moves |
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And put the all in all-powerful, all in all |
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I can't close my eyes |
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And I would be a coward too |
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And so would you, so sir |
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Are yor scared?, no sir |
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I see answers to irradiate |
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Eradicate this cancer |
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They won't catch me playing patty cake with hands up |
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You might catch me spraying |
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But I think you better get them flight masks up |
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[Voice] |
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I'm ready |
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[Pep Love] |
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Yeah, ah huh |
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One Life One Love |
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Tell me this are you prepared to live? |
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[Chorus] |
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[Voice] |
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I'm ready |
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I'm ready |
