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Ft. The Four Owls |
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(Intro) |
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Tears in your mind's eye |
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Reflection of your ... |
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(Verse: The Four Owls) |
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Ya, chillin' in the foreign corner, tryna find a court up |
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Fools ripper like reflections in the water |
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Represent the tip of the flood, but ******* law and order |
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The mind taught you in time what I enforce, yeah |
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Time to slide from a Porsche into a Corsa |
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And I ain't even goin' like a broke heart and try to stool ya |
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If they fool ya, I ain't here to school ya |
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Just listen, no fees failed to mention, no tricks, no magician |
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On the mission with a ******* that looks like an Egyptian |
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Spit non-fiction and sell us, we ain't mixin' |
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With all kinda buff from the mount of Excalibur |
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Break yo sound's limit like pu*******n' the speed barrier |
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I have to laugh at you, you're scared of the past |
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Not the few crumbs in the hourglass for the final dash |
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Me? I'm tryna get yo granddad's final stash |
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The work weigh, I'll show you who is king when time has passed |
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(Verse 2: Fliptrix) |
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A bag of regrets, a baggy of achievements |
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I'll take a pinch of each and work the ******* off for an evening |
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I'm just act the seasoning, so I'm well pu*******n' for a reason |
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Cuz we just believed in theis way of speakin' |
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Could it been a ******* or been a hero |
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It's just a ? casino ? with deniro |
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The people started placin' bets on my gang of weirdos |
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And lookin' back, you'll see I run it, so come *******' near tho |
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Keep it deep from where the beard grows (?) |
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? wants his people substance abusing |
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Some good, some ******* useless |
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Keep it off the street and zoo it |
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*******p was sometimes stupid, heads or tails son did spook it |
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Get out the door, record for heads and put it all on music |
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And never note the heartbreaker until you've been a part taker |
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Play the game, cool heart shaker, more points but yo heart fix her |
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And lookin' back I'm just a king that's got yo slackers |
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Puttin' glass on the mat, if you like hip-hop then you'll raps |
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(Verse 3: The Four Owls) |
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I believed in my dreams and I always had a plan |
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Got regrets tryna rearrange em like an anagram |
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Bulletproof love to all the fams that always had my back |
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Now my kid's a part reflection of the man I am |
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They got their own path and don't need to follow mine |
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Anything they need, tho, I always got the time |
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Life is how you spend time and how you feed yo mind |
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Life is who you inspire them, what you leave behind |
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On reflection is easier to see the light |
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Times when you're in the moment and you can't read the signs |
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Times, you need the time to heal your mind |
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Redesign past thoughts, see what you feel inside |
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The freedom of youth, the wisdom of age |
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I spend about half my life puttin' things on the page |
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Sit and *******yse and plus maybe fantasizin' |
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Driftin' and I'm feelin' like my hand is guidin' |
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(Verse 4: Fliptrix) |
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Memories is so spectacular, reflectin' on the past |
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Yet we can't bring it back for ya |
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Fa*******on mind a change but the music stays classic |
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No synths, no laser, no awe or ginger straight bangers |
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You can't teach an old dog new tricks |
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We get the green, pick up the leaves |
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Flip the skin and roll it backwards |
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Take a breath like an asthmatic |
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Then pop the flames off like you're volcanic |
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Neva gettin' no reaction like a bolt magnet |
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Cuts be crazy when we rap like be holdin' cabinet |
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Back in the day I got the bricks in jam get in the club |
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With a fake ID, hit the automat and *******' smash it |
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Now I'm tourin' round the world, markin' off the at list |
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Soon to take a *******t galactic |
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Receiving what I wish, the future stays attractive |
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Walkin' down the ? with a box of matches |
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You might not like to do that, frankly man, I find it magic |
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Got caught vandalizin' trains, couldn't stop the habit |
