Lyrics:
Cause if you ain't yourself you end up by your freaking self
I'm coming rugged with the Linden Boule type of slang
And yo, we'll see who can hang yo
Letter, the prophesy professor
I stay clever, long as the planet stay together
Bring up praise from Mecca, make a phrase for the better
In new days
It's do or die, please stand by
I'm scared that eyes watching me
Can see that I'm cooking up theories
This idea that they brainwashed, this image
My
Can I get 5 minutes? Of your time?
Can I get 5 minutes? To make you mine?
Tell me why they wanna ride my wave
Wanna ride on my wave
They wanna
Story time
Sways away the haze
They spent contemplating, formulating, theory siring above me swimming
Pay tribute to the few we look up to
Come
Story time
Sways away the haze
They spent contemplating, formulating, theory siring above me swimming
Pay tribute to the few we look up to
Come
make you bleed with every cut from this album
So I'm choppin' 'em up like Dahmer
The nut job with the nuts that are bigger than Jabba the Hutt
I'm in
will never break off
Lamajita make music, but your style is the same song
Will not compare to me, 'cause nigga Knowledge is a great boy
Knowledge is
resurrecting my kin
Kinetic aesthetic to win
Edit genetic rebellious I been
Stretching my mind like a limo
Question everything like riddle
Touch it once
you
Who am I to fly
Am I wasting my time
I can’t make up my mind
No no no
Has my well run dry
I’m drug in by my tide
It’s been fun I tried
Lord Lord
The other half will fear me
Shit both halves will make one whole
But nothing can dare those cowards to come near me
Yeah they hear me, but fuck that
I
a deepened mind
But you ain't even see the signs
I rewind I had to transform my drive just to reach this prime
Aye yo
I'm elevated they devastated they never
a deepened mind
But you ain't even see the signs
I rewind I had to transform my drive just to reach this prime
Aye yo
I'm elevated they devastated they never
your for us
To this Chorus
Fire up the mind
You are doing time
While you walk the lines
Manic to your rhymes
Take your meds
Fix your head
Before you
skull, like a dentist
And I make sure the beat slap hard, knocking out your lenses
I had a dream about us all pulling up in Benzes
4 seating
They not on my
Your only a prisoner
When you let them label you one
Your only a prisoner
When you break down and dont get up
Your only a prisoner
When theres no
Baby, this is philosophy
We can think about everything
Baby this is philosophy
Challenge your mind for it!
Baby, this is philosophy
We can think
just got to get up and dance
cnd maybe read some books by Malcolm Nance.
I said frank now do me a favor
'Cause you know the election is over
To set your
gave you the cut so make your way out
You get my respect when you pass the test
I'm telling you all of my guys are the best
Going so hard yeah we ball
album out in HipHop and I'm still Heatin' up tHe crockpot
Platinum plaques tHat I ain't Hung yet
You got opinions no acHievements
Type of niggas make
This is your album, so that means you definitely got to get funky, so run it
[The D.O.C.]
Swinging, singing a brand new rap
On a rhythm concocted by
of crazy
I can be the album you hear all day all night long
I can be your C.D. Baby
I can be your C.D. Baby
Buckle up we're ridin'
Cause' we ain't going back
of crazy
I can be the album you hear all day all night long
I can be your C.D. Baby
I can be your C.D. Baby
Buckle up we're ridin'
Cause' we ain't going back
Wipe your tears, no need to cry
It's the end, but not goodbye
You got the universe in your eyes
Lay my hands up on your thigh
Fake friends, they all
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