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...that all men are created equal...
...children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by...
...by the color of their skin...

Testament
Has been translated by victors who show prejudice
The spirit of the king still radiates in hearts
The Covenant's Ark shine bright when times dark

you droppin' too many bombs"
But this is automatic when I feel atomic
Kicking game to my sons like it was a album on a EP
And by the time you get this

to the beat move your feet get rhythm
Squares to a prism what's a diamond to an album
I can see em hiding' so I go & get em
Coach said "get em' & I told coach

This is more than a lane
I feel like Tory today
Did album recordings with Dave & EHaus
Then left my east house more in LA
3 hours more on this plane
See

of money
Got some wock up in my cup
Smoking on the spliff
So you know I feel the rush
Hurt so many times
So my heart turned into rust

Album dropped last

unaware, culpable
Try to split you from the rest, their words about themselves
I hope that y'all can heal and buy my album of the shelf
Set aside identity my

actin'
I follow the captions
I seen - most of them cap man - they spittin' bout whack thangs


Verse 3
I hold a plea in my heart - and it's dear
That

woke up early on my born day, like Nasir in '94 (ah-ah-ah)
Three-hundred-sixty-five behind me now, plus one more
My physical frame made it beyond what

A brand new pair of brogues, rattlin' o'er the bogs
Frightenin' all the dogs on the rocky road to Dublin
One two three four five
Hunt the Hare and turn

I had things written in my notes that I couldn't bring myself to send you
Nowadays I'm laying in this bed you used to get into
All alone, by myself

heart is colder
I don't feel a single thing my mind is never sober but I got it
I'm making a list and crossing off some names
All these stupid bitches all

digits 
Do me and that’s why I’m still the realest
If I feel some pressure (x3)
And that’s all on me 
If I feel some pressure (x3)
And that’s all on me

old
But it’s hard to give it up
So I am
A falling star fell from your heart
A falling star fell from your heart
A falling star fell from your heart

Before you stabbed my heart I done froze it cold
Feel like we been down this road before

And now it's 3am in CO
Tryna figure out which way to go
Before

Alph with love, live by the golden rule
Speak life into our kids the way you wish somebody spoke to you
Teach them about the ups and downs you wish

I keep breaking rules
Baby tell me all your issues, like I miss you
Only reason that I'm outside
I try to put aside my pride
Front my guys, don't be

You see, suck it up, take the fall, do the time
It's made you who you are, that makes you what you are
It's about the rules, the parameters
When you

Talkin' World War III Blues

Bob Dylan

The Bootleg Series, Vol. 6: Bob Dylan Live 1964 - Concert at Philharmonic Hall

2004

on the psychiatric couch
He said, "Tell me about it"

Well, the whole thing started at 3 o'clock fast
It was all over by quarter past
I was down in the sewer with

Talking World War III Blues

Bob Dylan

Don't Look Back

1967

me about it

Well, the whole thing started at three o'clock fast
It was all over by quarter past
I was down in the sewer with some little lover
When I

beyond belief
Lost sight of that diploma
Beats per minute our love that much closer
Bob hearts Abishola
After all that alcohol they thought hey Michael

my part
I'm growing now
They broke my heart and tore it out
My soul is scarred, my aura down
It hurt me so hard but now my focus sharp
They showed me

Uh!

Uh!

Look!

Turn the other cheek,
To the laws bein enforced, 
Studied Christianity,
Now I’m listening to the Moors,
We ain’t follow no rules

famous
I be watching how they move
Use you then they spit you out
I'm learning all the rules

I made it through the fire
Now I'm searching for them clues