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want to find out what's below the surface, nah
The irony, reflection is the reason that I'm not two faced
But I'm still too fazed by the things I see in

hums, she hums

She hears a song on the radio
She sees all possibilities
Grabs her gear and she starts to play
cnd just like a mockingbird
She hums, she

be me or they wanna be right with me
I'm in a brand new old black Porsche
And the gears just keep on shifting
I'm getting this bread, getting my net

Abra Kadabra

Kwame Nkrumah meets Yvonne Chaka Chaka
Dankie baie for songs that just shaya
Struck souls to ignite fire
As we ascend we know we going that

of my homies are looking for harmony
They tryna pull us on politic
We trying to fight wit monopoly by monopoly
not tired to smoking these broccoli
But

(diamonds)
YEAH
Fuck the Mazzi
Whip the new C8
Drive it, kick it to high gear
So I'm never late
Stole your bitch for fun
She thought it was a date
But we just

there's no trust here enemies start looking like friends when you come up here family start looking like strangers I had to switch gears since Derrick died

Every time I look inside a puddle in the dark
I see my father's face man
I wanna do right by him, playing at my own volume
Loud if I choose but I'm

that regular reckless other meddling kid
Keep you offended by my rhetoric
I ain't got no lid
Fixed-gear peddler
Let it burn
Coming straight off the skid

away 
 So I raise my glass: 
  
 Here's to my friends and here's to my enemies 
 One more song for the joyful memories 
 For those who gave their hand

I'm always rooting for you
Like I'm by the field
This love don't gotta hurt
This not a battlefield
But I can be the
One you run to
When your whole world

Believe me
From making my own beats
To writing my own songs
It took me years to learn it all by myself
It ain't easy, man
Believe me

Just remember what I

lines drawn
Derelict satellites
Switching off and on
On this unholy night
Riding white steers
Falling under stride
Trampled by rusting gears
The world it

I was never basic in rap
If they can't take a lesson, then they failing the class

I'm the influence now, and you influenced by the past
Which side

I know real Locs you ain't no fucking Loc
I've heard good jokes yeah you a fucking joke
You wanted smoke well here goes all the smoke
And by my side

Like a Good Old Friend
I pick up my guitar when things go wrong   It helps me turn the world off through a song
When I figure out the chords I feel

paralysis
It's been ten years and I've been trying to say it different
Can't shift gears and I've been trying to be consistent
I'm right here, you can tell by

you say
On a move
On a wave
Peer at your peers, not always how it appears
Life's direction could be dictated by a peer
Pops put emphasis, don't go

She gon' wait for them to clear it
What I'm sipping not the clearest
But she got me by the spirits, naw
How'd I see it? whoa hey
How'd you get here?

could stay
But its not a possibility, for me to float away
Cause my feet will be grounded here
By the time im not smiling
I reverse back to reality
Like

Stumble out the jazz bar
Suede bucket and a pack of Spirits
Said a prayer for myself in my last song
I hope my pastor hear it
Blackened earrings,

system was part of a plan
To keep us divided, these states not United
Still haunted by the ghost of the ku klux klan
They killing our babies and capital

songs out that leave a statement
Then maybe, they'll stop hating it
'Cause my leash has snapped
And I'm back!
On a different type of track
I know you hate

coming with no doubt
Can't sit by in the silence no more it's my bout
My fight is now and the bell's ringing
I timed out stinging
Left right I went down