Lyrics:
The funk.
The trunk.
It’s all about.
The senses.
It enhances.
Different branches.
Try to.
Connect with.
A Dimension.
It has no border.
All is
you
It's because you, you're breathing down my neck
This doesn't sound like wind
This doesn't sound like music neither
If that is where we're going
I'd
everything is reflection
As I make my way through this labyrinth
And my sense of direction
Is lost like the sound of my steps
Is lost like the sound of my
now become
A slave to devices
Who's charm he's succumbed
His bias altered now
From sense to sense
Sound or vision tested which reigns as best
And so he
my music is lost sound
Cause they had us locked down.
They meaning sucka rappers had us heard past
Comic clowns who be making shit sounds and laughs
teacher.
You die by the rhymes and the streets'll eat you.
The words are a gift we will never flaunt.
That's why we're gonna get everything we want.
Just
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on social justice
Everyone wants to influence but they ain't no blacksmith
So the Gucci tennis shoes get replaced by the Oceans
Them 13's, you know what I
line
When you hear the aches of past life lovers
As you pass by one another in the street
It's the sound of awakening
A psychotropical symphony
a bronco
Runnin my own show
And pullin the look a like Marilyn Monroe hoes
And me and Bo got together
Made sense
Spent many nights in Mt. Clemens
But how it feel
How it feel
Soul music
How it sounds so real
Pray to God still searching for a deal
New school but I don't pop pills
But how it feel
Hip hops alive, far from the wits of the watchful eyes
Stars are eclipsed by the common guise
Barred in the bricks like dolomite
Dark in the pits but
Aye, aye, aye
From the ground up
I'm been working hard got my sound up
Seeing it's a season I'ma mount up
Taking what I can got my rounds up
Aye,
time, just trying to get by not fall behind
I'm ah stay on my grind
I'm ah stay on my shine, can mankind leave the senses blind, g-d give me a sign, our
a microphone within my zone
I'm on my throne, and underground king
Bun B with a trill crown like Pimp C
Say what you say by any means I sew seeds
Before
make sense
Ask why I'm so tense?
I'm in the belly of the beast
Knee deep in the trench
Get killed by ya friends
Ain't hard to comprehend
Make a nigga
you can say one rhyme then bury yourself huh!
I may sound possessed, but you know I'm blessed
With the will to make sense of all this mess
I'm the power
in a world of you and a girl,
A few grams in a pipe to make your head swirl.
You must spread the words of the master teacher.
You die by
you can say one rhyme then bury yourself huh!
I may sound possessed, but you know I'm blessed
With the will to make sense of all this mess
I'm the power
the rain, but it was really cozy here, besides it hadn't rained in these areas for a long time. The sense of comfort was completed by the delicious aroma
down
Common Sense is in your town
I said come on, y'all, get live, get down
Common Sense is in your town
I stagger in the gatherin'
Possessed by
hard to always make sense
Exaggerate my thoughts and my IQ state
To get me friends, i impress, and still they don't give a shaiit
So Stop the clock, Lets
This what heaven sounds like
Sounds right
Sounds about right tonight
I like all the frequencies you show me
Something about the way that you hold me
and fortune, I just wanted them to hear
My thoughts come out the pen and paper, to a song, they sound so clear
It makes more sense to me if I can vent this
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