LAW of Attraction

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Aquari DeTenacious

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No convalescent
Leaving time to address it
Moving along, with no time to stress it
This gift I'm blessed with
Made like a prophecy
I move silent
That's the way it's gotta be
I brood violence
Only through apathy
These vicious cowards
Are taking shots at me
I try and build myself above these casualties
Of war
I'd sheathe my sword but the wolves are blowing down my door
Kill or be killed it's either or
Well done but I spit raw
Unadulterated
They're bound to hate it
it's from the mind of a Christ fearing saved sadist
Acquire quiet paper
Big money moves stored in my favorites
My words stick to you teeth like now and laters
I breathe the future through truth
Avoid mistakes made in past capers
Pursue greatness
And curb haters
Peer at life through the layers
Enlightenment is just beneath the surface of your prayers
Not Gray
It's black and white
Those who live as parasites
Will always need a host
To conquer lonely nights
Powerful left but I chose the right
Counter the two step
With a diddy bop and a hot mic

Realists are my type
I appeal to bitches and low-lifes
If your head on right, then you can get pipe
All the freaks come out
Just Wait for midnight
(Shit)
Realists are my type
I create pain though sound bytes
If your head on right
Then you can see lights
All the freaks come out
Just wait for midnight

I been really chilling of late
I'm mellow these days
Damn Reef
I still have dreams of the chocolate haze
And that good ole strawberry
Them two for fives
With more sticks and seeds
But
Every once in a while...
Cases of that Milage V S O P
I really think it was made by
The enemy
I mean it got you feeling real good for a minute
Then it's on to the next one before the first one finished
Aiyo Jid throw in the hat
We get a deal per 2 boxes
He said "one second I'ma holla back"
I'm a Director
I can tell you how to act
Stage Chair say Britannica
I lay facts
I rode waves in a three piece suit
But, now I'm comfortable in slides
Dreads and skull cap
I
Began my days in East Coast Beruit
Where church ain't the only place 
Where you hear a soul clap
I struck water when I dug my roots
Love hope spring eternal
Now I seek my roof
Proverbs in my journals
I relived each break-through
Now I must regroup

Realists are my type
I appeal to bitches and low-lifes
If your head on right
Then you can get pipe
All the freaks come out
Just wait for midnight
(Yeah I like it like that)
Realists are my type
I create pain though sound bytes
If your head on right
Then you can see lights
All the freaks come out
Just wait for midnight

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