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we can but soldier on
We must create a place, with a feeling to belong

Let's begin and start a new change
For in time we truly can change, subtle

Guess it's a process
To reach my goals
Focus on my projects
Feeling too bold
I ignore the non sense
Watch me turn to gold
Toss around some concepts

the liberal concept of
What men'll do 20 on 6, he didn't hear me
Indigenous African only spoke Zulu
My American tongue was leery
Hopped out the gas station

that I'm holding on.	

Bridge:	As I drop to my knees, I begin to pray.
		For my life plus the reason why I'm here today.
		Through each trail,

on all active trials
And send all my demons down to the depths
So I can disconnect from all my concepts
Because conceptual thinking has me twelve layers

trachea begins
To feel like nails
Cut off the royal figurehead, so I can exhale
Fly through the galaxy at lightspeed on a
To battle me, my casualties are

the jump
I'm on my grind until my whole team winning 
Squad

I been in the studio plugging my niggas no homo like Julio whipping up hits, whip it
Feel like

soiled
Prayed hard no roil
Now it's me and the music only things I toil
I resort to a studio
Spend all of my days alone
Wait for me to make a song
That

then we fight to lose
It's simple cuz we don't have time to lose
Concept of time is kinda loose
Stuck in a hyperloop
Who are you or I to choose?
Life's

slowly begin to erode the fabric of
What you think you are
All that you've known this far
The grand sum of all your experiences
Summed up in a single

don’t do what I do
Yea, I am so one of a kind, shit if they knew what I knew, now

Yea, the reality of my concepts
Are so watered down by these comments

Look at me look at me, look at my skin
Triumph of melanin, the story now begins
Caveman trying to blow the nose up off the Sphinx
We're decolonizing

Tal; Lasker; Steinitz; Alekine; Botvinnik; Smyslov;
Spassky; Euwe; Fischer; Petrosian; Anderson;
Capablanca; Morphy; Karpov;
(In the concept album

your skin
sacred healing made to bleed me dry
breathe in
the air that we’ve shared rotting holes till it makes us blind
begin
pushing and pulling

Drift off, get lost, make you disappear
A concept with the heaviest bars
Get you flying high like wingardium leviosaaa. Hah
Well I don't know much, but I

hire
Sent em to the studio - to try and ruin the booth you know 
But they didn’t count on Doc - droppin logs of fire
Yea - I got them hands - but Mac

your chance and blew it
Now just watch me shine
After the studio hit the club seeing how the night begins
The girl I hit on got a man and I don't wanna

Every hustle get concept
No be 9 to 5 go blow you for life enter street wollahi eyy
Ko por ke
Mo sokpe
Na street money the full pocket
Shomoye
Emilosobe

them watching television 
See me on a mission 
Always get pay on dimensions 
Depart your way and make your session
Coming to tha studio 
Make a good song

could even spit this in my slumber
Dont make me go begin that no
I design flows incredible
Medical edible
Lyric professional
Prophet
Im off it
So stop it

back to the top
Get home, wash up
You know it's hot in the summer
Hit ma studio and go in as any other day
Write and record, produce and design
I'm

through everlasting change
Sequence in design life begins to fade
Roses grow even with showering rain
I'm just trying to look back to a much simpler time