Lyrics:
Your love is deep
Deeper than the ocean that I see
Stronger than the force of gravity
It centers me
Your love is high
Higher than the constellations
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Buddhism: pursue excellence in your four
season
Of mystery and reason
Harmony of sound
Spiraling around
Each note is like a symphony
Of infinity abound
At the center of us all
Is a calm within
My Name is The RZc from the almighty Wu Tang Clan
cnd through our music and through our art
We are trying to inspire a better tomorrow
May our world
settled from Swain's Island
He painted tales of courage and hardships in the highlands.
From the bustling ports to the quiet, windswept shores,
Blackwood
There was a little girl
Off the eastern shore
With big dreams
She wanted more
Bound for New York City
To make her art
She heard the stories
Protect
to the eastern went as far as Florida to the keys to do the research
A blue zone for median
A new home to roam to have the time and resource
How sweet the freedom
run/
went from obsessing The art of war to the art of man to the art of self/thinking of making a better place but the center stage is a part
New shores of the lesser men
Brave journey to the unknown land
Sealords from the Western Star
Endowed the havens afar
Dark reign of the East
Beware
At the center of the sea
Floating
Further away from me
A siren
hear her singing to me
Listening
Love and death out at sea
Lost
No new life
I try to think
That
shells by the sea shore
Payin' for the guests on that big ass boat
Yo kids, I'm takin' no shorts, back and forth like a meter
Play it crazy, ballin' see
Calling on the follow-through - wishing all of you
To persevere in this endless year we're all crawling through
Where's the center here? Find
the shore, like Sodom and Gomorrah
With traction, flashin a 4-wheel drive Ford Explorer
While mucus lies within the center of the Rubik's
The roots
the precipitious gates with a disdainful scrutiny. At the Emperor's right hand was the renowned Swordmaster of Kyrman'ku, an eastern bladesman of preternatural skill
You got to live for something
Center of attention but you big for nothing
That's 'cause I ain't always get
The meals I wanted
I praise to seen you
Higher prophets
But It's in my nature
Like I'm Muhammad
Mein Kampf
To my off-setters
And offenders
High profit sold
With no vendors
Or centers
Withhold
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