| [00:00.0][Intro] |
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| [00:05.59] |
We speak far too much of this shit into existence, my nigga. |
| [00:08.56] |
This can't be real. |
| [00:12.11] |
It's inexplicable, my nigga. Nigga, simultaneously bleeding. |
| [00:17.17] |
It's all worth it. It's all worth it, my nigga, I swear. Yeah |
| [00:22.99][Verse] |
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| [00:23.41] |
Surprised like I ain't tell you, told you I'd get over |
| [00:26.24] |
Trickle down effects, my mother made a soldier |
| [00:29.8] |
Shoulders ain't for crying on, my brother know |
| [00:31.89] |
Hold him close, privately we cope |
| [00:34.31] |
Tyrants sweep the coast 'round the Cape |
| [00:37.46] |
Horns blazing, I know when they approach |
| [00:39.17] |
Bouncing off the storm, watch it go up in smoke |
| [00:41.71] |
And those whom I adorn can't contemplate no mo' |
| [00:44.62] |
This is precious oak |
| [00:46.23] |
I can't see no faces, clergy wearing cloaks |
| [00:48.95] |
Most these people racist, get up off my path |
| [00:52.0] |
Spirits get evoked, all I can do is laugh |
| [00:54.80] |
And live this life, it's haunted by the past |
| [00:57.70] |
Stare from lonely eyes, I know 'em way too well |
| [01:00.38] |
See him way too much wherever he is at |
| [01:03.23] |
He know I hate his guts, my spirit can't be touched |
| [01:06.8] |
My spirit can't be touched |
| [01:13.34] |
My spirit can't be touched, my spirit can't be touched |
| [01:17.2] |
I started caring 'less 'bout what they say from jump |
| [01:18.88] |
Seen from sacred views, Navy Blue |
| [01:21.61] |
It all gets undone |
| [01:24.10] |
It all gets undone, we seeing through |
| [01:29.0] |
It all gets undone |
