Lyrics:
of the center sun
To the Rays of love unite
The flow of knowledge have been turned into ice
Ignorance numb the oneness in our eyes
Can we hear inside us
network
Push a feudal system
Like Victorian Houses
Input the present
With Valerian magnets
A two party system
With separate accountants
Imagine how I
To the future manifesting positivity and keep it coming
Believe love keep knowledge knowledge knowledge knowledge knowledge
Believe love keep knowledge knowledge
I am in the flow working with the authority and strategy of my crown center.
I have all unknown and known powers of my crown center.
My crown center
head so good think she giving me knowledge
A nigga spread so good you'd think I had an accountant
I been running to the money I feel like Jimmy Rollins
mountain is real (su-su-su)
Accountant's thrilled
The scars on the back of me healed
Why God blessed me? I never deserved it (nah)
Followed my purpose
a staircase looking down to the two tables in the center. The two faceless suited blues sit at theirs as Mate now stands, waiting alone.
“C’mon Ma-“
“Kid!”
Days
Bad Days
Bad Days
Cyber knowledge information center
Ay 난 Keith를 들었지
Cyber knowledge information center
Ay 난 X를 들었지
Cyber knowledge information
City of Baghdad City of scholars
Empirical humble Center of the world
City in ashes City of Baghdad
City of Baghdad Abrasive aloof
Oh, in
Education
Huh
Ok let’s talk about it
Think I need this equation, or am I lost without it
Maybe I’ll spout it if I’m an accountant
But when I say that
got me gone
I am the center of it all
Within each fixture is a dark that
I don't want to see depart
And now this ichor got me gone
I am the sitter
I'm a pharaoh
Like a pillar
I'm a born leader
But a killa, if you're messing with my skrilla
Hit ya
Give some to the villa
Cool is the knowledge that
missin' men in the picture
These niggas hit up sittin' down at some center
Get a kite with a flick of a chick, he once hit up
Ridiculous but that's us
the picture
These niggas hit up sittin' down at some center
Get a kite with a flick of a chick, he once hit up
Ridiculous but that's us niggas
On the corner
Been filling my pockets, might hire an accountant
Been scoring too much, I no longer can count it
I mastered my art, now it’s time to find balance
more than my wife
The days of inferiority
Are finally counted
Beware of me, 'cause I will be
World's greatest accountant
All of my coworkers make me feel
Find knowledge that I didn't know
Increasing individuals
And Scraping all residuals
Take our our minds off death row
Rebuild our whole shit from
came from the urban, I came from the slum (From the)
Wanting the money my pocket got some
And my accountant want count it, she using her thumb while I
yeah some sense (cents)
But they can't count it
Yeah I feel astounding
And I got some dough so
Bitch I got an accountant
Ain't got to count it
Hey
Aye
Fourteen loading bags in the airport
Copped so much drip
My accountant thought it was mail fraud
I put the saulvage on till the scent gone
Dreams
the knowledge
To know what happened but that's only if he
Survive through the night
If you owe me a knick
I be at your door I don't gotta turn
A knob all I gotta
knowledge
Which unlocks my lab's door
Kemet lets you enter, heat generates from the center
Lord Jamar's an inventor
Production of black facts, put
accountant
They keep knocking me down, but I'm not to be doubted
Keep the pain to myself, but we sharing the knowledge
Always ready for battle (uh), true
that carry they toast
Make the Post, front page and, center-Stagin'
When it's time to bust off them things, it ain't a game man
We rocked out own
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