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your soul, nobody binds you now And you create a path with swiftly running feet Away from all that lies behind you The trees get closer every single
-E (Crowd repeats) The Soul Sonic Force You gotta rock it, pop it, 'cause it's the century There is such a place that creates such a melody Our world
in 'em, 'Cause a nigga really needed it Pain, I defeated it, and brought back Soul survivor, nigga, what you call that? And it might not be such
The light that fill my lonely cell, Is blocked out by the key, That locks the door to this hell, The place they wanted me. Time's racing like
(Yea, DaVinchi) If you looking for me I ain't that hard to find Why is you looking a handout You wasn't 'part of the the grind I keep the family
Bringin' the vibe that create hysteria Whack MC's vacate your area We three deep, comin' out of yo' speaker I'm bustin' your woofer and tearin' through
there be? My three, Mase Pos and Me And that's the magic number (What does it all mean?) Focus is formed by flaunts to the soul Souls who flaunt
Ignorance by convention fed to millions Blind belief in those who lead that own all systems Impossible to connect with kind resistance Focused greed
I wanna hear the new shit, a lil, a lil somethin' I feel alot of the hatred so I'ma go create you a hit I'm feelin' alot of the hatred so I have
futility To find a semblance of what one could call a reason to create Cryptic offerings of esoteric monuments to musical ingenuity That shall never be
Remembering the words of a stupid teen Confined by the thoughts of a broken dream Another old soul with blurred memories And all these broken pieces
got nowhere to go I only got rock ‘n roll It lives into my soul and that’s the only home I know Nowhere to go I only got rock’n roll , It lives into my
custies used to tell Me "Make it extra chunky" Fed the puppies off the same food Used to create to junkies Kept it funky, gritting with the grinders I was
Hot dog, my gosh, look at that truck. I got a tractor, but I don't got no luck. Hush up, hush puppy gon' turn down. I'll take y'all back to my
the pledge Time after time I've challenged myself My soul heavy with regret Eclipsed by the things I dread Witnessed by the skins I shed No one wants war, no
the doubt like Thomas This has to be my bitter crime Star Wars and Commodores Started this need to create But eventually They got replaced By a need
A tangled web we weave If you believe In love between two souls they meet And then you'll see that we are made to love again And again and again
I'm so desperate, I can't believe I've sinned against you Create in me a clean heart (I'm so sorry) Your mercy is what I need Woke up this
They know that but still do it, though It's nothing else it's music love In America, people get attacked by terrorists All of this during concerts
Dick by a muthafuckin' G when that K gone Let it spray nigga I ain't playin' I'm a come to your muthafuckin' house, okay She always tryna suck, give her
labor You won't find yourself tormented by jealousy Sweet jealousy Loneliness is a horrible lover And hatred can't fill your soul But it creates for you
let me trace your lines Matter of fact, just take my pen, here, you create my rhymes 'Cause if I do this by myself, I'm scared that I'll succeed
to articulate Still a skinny motherfucker and I can't inflate Still a jiggy motherfucker living day by day
Take my hand into the sunless lands By her side the darkness lifts where my soul resides The steady beat of mighty wings There's no time for life,
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