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wasn't born with no one hand-in-hand
You'd think they was on Acid way they asked for a second Chance
I don't care bout the awards that's what I mean by

Fuck who said that sky's the limit
Tryna live a life that generations
Can be proud of
That's A Life to Live By
Get ready for the album

My songs know

This our homecoming
They told us, they sold us the cmerican Dream 
But when does that apply to us

We been on the grind to hit a thousand hours

c thousand generations cast off of the Land
By blind capital's invisible hand
Roots cut starve the fruits then they wither the branch
Pass down abuse

clusters and star systems by the thousands
They challenged me to tune a verse
To the perspective view of the elders of the universe
See if you could do it

Chorus/hook : 
Which Way Will I Take? 
Which Road Will Bring Me Back To Home?
My Thousand Pathaways,
So Far From Where I Want To Be

Verse 1:

feel me
Pandemonium awaiting the generations to come
Twenty thirty five
For Christmas they want they bodies fi done
Puberty ain't hit
Now you just wasted

the people that I meet they provide me acceleration
My life in a generation of people who wanna travel
With each I step I go further I see it start to unravel

long for peace
Some sell their souls just tryna make ends meet
To till the land, or wield a sword
Work with your hands with no reward
A generation

see them drowning by the thousands in the Red Sea
Thought I'd surely die, until You made a way for me
Now I'm singing out my heart in victory
As I shake

a Spartan
Ion just move I study the fucking patterns
Pretty cautious like the serpent but I'm God sent
Three thousand senses, high mental fences
Ion stress

a little story
That happened to me and my cousin
Raffi Mizrahi
Well there was some
Incest in the family
About 4 generations ago
The genetica got a little

Gloria, gloria
Barnet som vi väntat så! 
Gloria!

English translation:

Sleep my prince, my precious pearl.
Thousand stars are watching.
You that all have

you is strong
but I must be moving on

I'm heading down the road
I'm carrying a heavy load
but getting lighter day by day
I'm writing you from thousands

Two-thousand election,
Moderate Republican,
Lost the popular vote,
By only half a million.
Al Gore got more votes,
But guess who was on top of him,

A great man with a great idea
Can mentally be separated by hundreds
Or even sometimes thousands of miles
And yet still be in the same exact place
He

‘’In every generation there is a chosen one
He alone will stand against the vampires, the demons and the forces of darkness
He is the slayer’’

One

that stress 
Honestly my people ain’t never been free 
Adam bit a apple
Now my whole generation is consumed by an apple 
Steve gotta apple but he ain’t

and evil turns to hate

By daylight 
End of times
Thousand aeons of total night
Through the smoke the black sun rises
The final hour to extinguish all

And a circus, dangerous clowns
Balancing dreadful and wonderful perceptions
They have been handed day by day
Generations on down

We came up from the subway

sycophants deceived
By demagogues of greed

So tell me if you're fighting...
Who are you dying for?
We've all seen them marching
One thousand times before

Festival in august two thousand and BUDA
Buda-pest, I'm the Buda-pest, this is Buda-pest, listen Buda-pest
I am Buda-pest, this that Buda-pest, get back

of mind?
Tell me what's a thousand blunts to an infinite high?
Money and fame 
Glimmer and Shine 
In my eye 
But I deny the distractions
My vision's sublime

my dad
But now i laugh, cause that dream didn't last
Pictured first, but always last
You know they say a picture is worth
A thousand words... not one