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Sometimes because of jealousy and the intent to demise |
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Certain factions have to be forbidden or destroyed |
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Fire has to be sent to the poisoned forest |
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With the root of fresh trees planted elsewhere |
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Only then will you obtain a wilderness |
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That cannot be penetrated, petrified - family tree |
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See what started as a family forest got cut |
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To a family tree with the limbs and the leaves |
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Looking' at the world for answers; the world points to the sun |
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And the sun says the answers in me |
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So I search through the darkness, can't find the key |
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So we locked in the land of the lost; Lord, please |
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Tomorrow ain't promised to you nor me |
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So now we choose the roots, so we can plant new trees |
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Many minds always meet with pens and sheets |
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Close my eyes, think what next on my rhymes, see this face in ink |
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I'm havin' visions of wisdom, dreamin' 'bout my own ending |
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Am I seein' death as freedom and livin' as prison |
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My son didn't have a daddy to shape him |
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So God bless him with a daddy to save him, Yeah, I raise him |
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And pay some attention, he talked and he listened |
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To reach him and teach him fefore I'm gone from existence |
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Teach him 'bout the foes, the ho's and all opponents |
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Those that always talk 'bout love but never showed it |
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Those who had the chances to stand and always blowed it |
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Those that set you up by the hour to steal your moment |
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Pac the word is you ain't there so fuck the rumor |
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I'll get a pound of that shit from Bermuda and meet you in Cuba |
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Fucked up on Larusa no doubt, I know the locale |
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If they gotta born you, I'm gonna mourn you 'til I join you |
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See what started as a family forest got cut |
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To a family tree with the limbs and the leaves |
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Looking' at the world for answers; the world points to the sun |
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And the sun says the answers in me |
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So I search through the darkness, can't find the key |
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So we locked in the land of the lost; Lord, please |
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Tomorrow ain't promised to you nor me |
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So now we choose the roots, so we can plant new trees |
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Uhh, and now I know I got some family |
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Who missed me from the heart, forever we're apart |
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Just because I'm nothin' and you abuse me and use me |
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Now you wanna try to go bruise me |
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And even though maybe we'll end up farther than it once was |
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I know family don't always mean that they blood, cause |
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Some people just don't give a nigga what |
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Some people tried to use my name so all the fat we had to cut |
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And I'm still walking with my six amp strut |
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Urban eyes see through camouflage and now I know who's butt |
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So when I sent you tried to play me, all of a sudden now I'm shady |
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Maybe deep down in my heart, never trust you from the start |
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Never hoped you'd be my homie, don't come 'round my way |
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And if we never speak again, it's got to be that way |
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This millennium, we'll be spankin' your heiny |
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Remind thee Naughty invented family of the 90's |
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See what started as a family forest got cut |
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To a family tree with the limbs and the leaves |
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Looking' at the world for answers; the world points to the sun |
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And the sun says the answers in me |
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So I search through the darkness, can't find the key |
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So we locked in the land of the lost; Lord, please |
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Tomorrow ain't promised to you nor me |
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So now we choose the roots, so we can plant new trees |
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Life doesn't end when the sweat dries |
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A time when a nickle cost a dollar, when you rise, your chest dies |
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My dynasty many fear it 'cos I'm near it |
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Ancient Egyptian scriptures fitted in through hyroglyphics |
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Motherfuckers try to touch my mental state |
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Niggas smile up in your face and then they infiltrate |
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So it seems nowadays that the only plan |
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To get my people help my people get a load of land |
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And I'ma see it if I have to kill some shit |
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To make my family tree a motherfucking wilderness |
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See a black man standin' on the promised land |
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Since they broke every promise, I devised a plan |
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This black this and black that crap is gettin' touchy |
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Any black hat that cross my path, I call him lucky |
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Those who turn they back with they fears and try to D us |
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Before they can see us they gonna need a sweet Jesus |
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See what started as a family forest got cut |
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To a family tree with the limbs and the leaves |
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Looking' at the world for answers; the world points to the sun |
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And the sun says the answers in me |
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So I search through the darkness, can't find the key |
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So we locked in the land of the lost; Lord, please |
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Tomorrow ain't promised to you nor me |
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So now we choose the roots, so we can plant new trees |
| [03:52.54] |
See what started as a family forest got cut |
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To a family tree with the limbs and the leaves |
| [03:57.58] |
Looking' at the world for answers; the world points to the sun |
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And the sun says the answers in me |
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So I search through the darkness, can't find the key |
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So we locked in the land of the lost; Lord, please |
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Tomorrow ain't promised to you nor me |
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So now we choose the roots, so we can plant new trees |
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